Guten Tag Xangaland!


There was one thing that I missed in my hiatus from Xangaland while I was moving… My sixth anniversary to my wonderful husband and childhood sweetheart, Ryan.  I’m going to post a story about the first time he ever said something romantic to me… (I can’t post a story about how we first met since we literally grew up together and I hope we’ll grow old together.)


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The first true love.



I looked out across the dooryard of the little church that was my home away from home… I had one more hour to play before the service started and I wanted to make the best of it.. This had been one of the frequent Sundays when the whole congregation came to morning service bringing dishes with them for a Sunday brunch and then stayed to visit until the evening service. I loved these days.



The sun was just beginning to set on this hot September day in 1987 and I was thankful for the jelly shoes that let the air through to my toes…. If my mother wasn’t looking I may slip them off and run through the grass barefoot…



And then I saw him, sitting on the low wall looking west toward the sunset all alone. I climbed up beside him, and kicked my jelly toed feet.


I struggled to find words to say to this boy that made me feel shy inside. This boy that was fast becoming ‘the only boy I would ever love’. Finally it came to me.



“Watcha doin’?”



“Just watching the sunset.”



“Oh.”



Now what was I going to say? I tried to start a conversation….



“I got a new dog! His name is Turk but I call him turkey!”



“I know you told me last week.”



“Oh.”



I tried again…



“Emily spent the night last night we had so much fun.”



“She spends the night every week.”



“Oh … yeah.”



I sighed a little. I was at a loss for words and so I settled in to watch the sunset with him… this boy that would hold my heart forever.



“I always loved the colors in the sunset.” He said quietly.



I turned and looked at him. He was so handsome with his freckles and his hyper color shirt. I was in awe of this boy who already showed such deep wisdom at the age of eight… But I had to best him.



“I always wanted to have a wedding in red and orange and yellow to match a sunset. Wouldn’t that just be beautiful?”



He turned to me and looked hard into my face. I drew back, I was a little afraid.



“No.” He said “Your wedding should be blue to match your eyes.”



“Oh.”



My heart melted in that moment and I fell in love with the first boy I ever had a crush on.



 



How was I to know that just twelve years later I would stand at the alter and marry that boy…. Of course it was a blue wedding to match my eyes. (Although I still do prefer red and orange and gold.)





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Song of the day? Eternal Flame by The Bangles.



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So there it is… the story of us… My very own fairy tale (I told you I believe in them)


Don’t  get me wrong my life has not in any way been all roses… this Cinderella still had to scrub the floors, wash the dishes, do the sewin and the cooking…


All that after I walked down the aisle in my white flowing gown to my awaiting carriage…


We have been through many trials, financial ruin, devastating losses, near death experiences and some fights that would knock your sox off…


But the elements are there…


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So what was my Prince Charming’s gesture of true love and devotion to mark this sixth year of, if not total bliss then at least survival? lol


He bought me a beerstein.


eh you know I love it!


So without further ado I would like to present to you… The KING LUDWIG II beerstein, of which there are only 5,000 in the whole world.


The banner under his foot reads Konig Ludwig II which of course means King Ludwig II.


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This is the front of the Stein with his crest on the lid.


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Neushwonstein castle for which he is famous.  (I think I am quickly developing an addiction to this story and this castle.)


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The handle is apparently a replica of the sword he carried.


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Isn’t it awesome?  I think so…


In other news… remember how I was complaining about the heat?  Well it’s 9am here right now and it’s a scorching 57 degrees and it’s been raining off and on all morning… how’s that for some crazy weather?


And with that I believe I really will leave you with Eternal Flame by the Bangles.  For old times sake.  I do love this song… there’s just something about it…


Courtney 

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7 thoughts on “

  1. That story is great! I wish sometimes that I knew my husband while growing up..We didn’t meet till I was 17..Can’t believe your weather..Well it’s still very hot in the US..Our heat index for the 3rd day in a row is 110! CRAZY! Have a great  day!

  2. What a beautiful love story! 🙂 How are you enjoying this lovely weather? 🙂 I bought 3 rain coats in the states (they were on sale for $5 at Old Navy so I didn’t break the bank, lol) because I heard it rains so much here! I’m glad I bought them! 🙂 That’s a good idea about just using the internet to stay in touch with family, I’ve been doing that alot too. I usually don’t fall asleep until late though so I’ve actually been able to call back home and chat which is nice! 🙂 Our plan is like 3 cents a minute but if you talk for more then 1 euro then that 1st euro is waived or something all complicated like that, haha! TKS is the company we have, is that what you guys have? how far are you away from ramstein? oh i also wanted to comment i was looking at your entries and saw the picture of the handmade welcome sign you got from here, i got one of those too! it isnt awesome?!!! 🙂 that booth is gone now though! so we got them just in time! 🙂 well hope you’re having a good day! 🙂

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