A moment…

Good Morning,

I find myself at loose ends this blustery summer morning for a few short minutes.  I won’t have time to visit and hardly time to skim my subscription page but I wanted to say hello and let all of you know I’m here safe and sound.  I’m taking pictures and spinning stories in my mind for when I’m back and have time to share. 

I had a VERY long but decent flight across the ocean though there was most definitely something lacking in the one across the country… like maybe smoothness.  I have now flown halfway around the world a number of times and that short 4 hour flight was the roughest I’ve ever been on.  The kind where you sit there and ask forgiveness for your sins.  Touchdown was also a sticky moment but here I am…

During my layover in New York City I met with a woman I truly believe I have a lifelong friendship in… Melissa, or as many of you know here, One_in_Heaven.  It was a short but wonderful hour and a half and I have pictures and stories to tell when I have a moment to breath.  Melissa I’m truly honored to have met you and to have had the opportunity to know for sure that you and I have a special connection that will stand the test of time.

I have about an hour to shower and dress, balance my checkbook, and get out the door.  Today is my sister’s first day off since I arrived and today has been dubbed the wedding planning day of the century!  LOL  I am unfortunately sick as a dog (must be the climate change) and there is nothing like a full blown cold when it’s 110 degrees and muggy.  What a time to not be able to breath!

So, I had better be off.  I wish you all a wonderful day.  Don’t forget me!  I’ll be back to pester you before you know it.


Catching up…

Guten Morgan,

This will most likely be my last post until I’m back in the states.

Only three days left until I fly home for three weeks. I feel as if I have nothing to talk about and nothing to write. In fact I feel as if all of my creativity has just dried up over the last few months! So today I’m just going to share the little bits and pieces of news that have come my way this week.


First (and most important) My sister, Becky, who is 18 weeks pregnant and is due the last week of January, found out this week that she is having a GIRL! I knew it since the moment she told me she was expecting. (Don’t believe me? Ask her! J So today I started scheming and planning the patterns of the blankets I’ll be making for my new little niece.


Second I don’t think I’ve actually posted this but when I fly home on Monday I have a four hour layover at JFK and I will have the opportunity and the privilege to meet one of my closest friends here in Xangaland, Melissa!!! I’m so excited to meet you Melissa, to speak with you face to face and to have a picture and a voice to put with the wonderful friend I have made here.

Third Today is my best friend, Emily’s, birthday! Happy Birthday Emmalouinkey!


Fourth We have a little bit more news on “Huge thing going on in our life #1” (The Deployment.) We have learned that Ryan will absolutely be deploying. A slot has already been filled with his name, though, at the moment, we don’t know destination, the amount of time he’ll be gone, or the day he will be leaving. Though I probably won’t be able to tell you exact details when I get them I’ll do my best to give you an update as soon as we have one.


Fifth Ryan graduated yesterday! He received his first Associates degree and then later this week he should be receiving his second. (He has to wait for his five level paperwork to go through and then his second associate’s degree is finished.) His five level is another piece of news in itself; it means he is no longer an Apprentice in his career field but a Journeyman. He should also shortly be receiving his Level 1 certification in his career field. All of this basically means he has advanced as much in his field in this last year as someone that has been in it for two years. So my husband is now a proud college graduate and will shortly be starting his Bachelors program.


And that my friends, is about all that’s going on here in The Land of Fairy Tales of late. I’ve got to wrap up some baby shower gifts (Since there are three showers here while I’m gone and I can’t expect poor Ryan to wrap them up and remember whose is whose for me!) Write up all the bills so that they are ready to be paid. Label all the food I’ve frozen for Ryan (So he’ll know what he’s eating) Finish laundry and then of course pack! Somewhere in all of that I have to visit everyone, respond to all of my emails, cook dinner, walk the dogs, and it’s already 1:15pm!!!

And so I’m off… Have a wonderful day. I will be back as often as I can while I’m back in the states. I may not have time to comment but know I’ll do my best to read and keep up. I’ll miss you all!

Auf Wiedersehen for now!


Lambert the sheepish lion!

I can not believe that I found this… after all of these years…

I have no idea how many of you will remember Lambert the sheepish lion but he’s always kind of been a favorite of mine… I remember vividly sitting there watching this cartoon over and over as a child.  Being sad for the momma sheep (even more so as I’ve grown older and can relate in ways I never thought I would to her) being mad that Lambert got picked on, and of course scared to death of that wolf!  What a treasure to see this again through grown up eyes! 



I just saw this on an old western and had to share!

Three men walked into bar, a Frenchman, a German, and an Irishman.  They all sat down at the bar and ordered a whiskey.  When the drinks came out, all three glasses had a fly in it.

The Frenchman took one look and shouted “Mon Deaux! I can not drink this!”

The German, sneering a little at the Frenchman, plucked the fly out of his drink and tossed it back.

The Irishman, completly ignoring the other two in his distress, grabbed the fly by the wings, turned it to face him, and shouted…

“SPIT IT OUT, Do you hear?  SPIT IT OUT!!!”



Guten Tag,

Only 7 days remain until I board a plane and wing my way to Phoenix, AZ for three weeks.  My days are swiftly flying past and as busy as I’ve been I feel as if I have nothing done!  It feels as if just yesterday I bought my tickets and thought to myself that 9 weeks seemed like forever, and yet, here I am with one short week left… Where has this summer gone?

I brought my suitcases up from storage today and am getting ready to start packing for my trip.  I have made lists of chores (like watering my plants) that Ryan will have to do while I’m gone and the dates he needs to do them so he doesn’t have to stress.  I have ‘laid up’ four weeks worth of frozen single dinners, so that all he has to do is check the list, decide what he wants the next day and take it out of the freezer. 

And still I have to balance the checkbook, clean a little, wash the sheets, finish up the rest of the laundry, do a little last minute shopping and a thousand other little things.

So I’m off to putter around and finish up my chores.  Hopefully I’ll be able to come back on Friday to say goodbye and to visit you all one last time.

Auf Wiedersehen!



And so on the day when I have nothing to say I have two edits… 🙂  I can’t believe I’m actually going to tell you this but it’s only fair since I’ve just tattled on Ryan.

We were upstairs and I decided to get ready for bed.  I was changing into my pajamas and Ryan said something crass about my boobs.  I…  um how do I say this…  walked over and um… beat him about the head with the above mentioned portion of my anatomy…  (huge shame faced blush here) as a kind of a joking punishment. 

I know I know way too much information but I had to tell you that so that you would understand this…

Ryan looks at me with a perfectly straight face and says…

“Is that the breast you’ve got?”




This may not be the most appropriate thing but I did think of one thing that is slightly news worthy.  My husband has this thing he made up when we were newly married that he says when…. well… when he passes gas… LOL  He’ll only say it if you stupidly ask the question “Did you just fart?” after the windows have stopped rattling of course…  He said it again for the first time in a long time, yesterday…

Me:  “Oh yuck Ryan, did you just fart?”

Him: “Nope that’s just some butthole talking crap behind my back!”

Oh my gosh I thought I would die!!!!  And now that I’ve shared a completely inappropriate thing with you I’m sure you will consent to agree that life has not been full of excitement around here since that’s the only thing I have to share!



Guten Morgan,

And suddenly it’s been five days since I wrote anything, responded to an email, commented on a site!  How does this happen?

My days are spinning down faster and faster now as the beginning of the busiest five months of our lives quickly approaches…  Only 12 days now until I board a plane for home, and get to meet one of you!  (I can’t wait Melissa!!!)

And the sad thing is that as busy as I have been and as completely overwhelmed as I am… I can’t think of a single thing that is news worthy……..  Nope just sat here for over 10 minutes scrolling through the last five days trying to think of one funny story, one anecdote, one thing worth saying and absolutely nothing is coming to mind.

So I’m off to finish making food to freeze… separating clothes out to pack… making lists of things I need to do once I’m home… and a thousand other mundane details!

Hope you are all having a lovely week!



Guten Morgan!

So today I can finally share “Huge thing going on in our lives #4”  and the sad thing is that it is not the most exciting, nor the most important… in fact in the grand scheme of things it’s the least important (though still awesome!) but it took the longest to complete and therefore it is the last!

Ryan and I have been working a deal over the last few weeks and after a little work and a little wheeling and dealing we have a new addition to our little family!




Meet Meryl…  Meryl Street!  (snicker)


She is a 2005 Ultra Classic Edition Electaglide Harley.  She only has 6,000 miles on her, about $7,000 in upgrades and well, let’s just say, we got a VERY good deal.  This is something that we thought wasn’t going to happen until we retired but when this opportunity came along and under these circumstances we just couldn’t pass it up!

So we’ve been tooling about the countryside… enjoying the brief patches of sunlight and the warm days of summer. 


For those of you who have asked us if we wear helmets…  the answer is a resounding yes…  Back home we always wear a helmet but they are half helmets or skid lids… DOT approved of course but a full face in that AZ sun will make you pass out.  Here the laws require a 3/4 or more and we have to wear these huge and heavy things and it is an adjustment! 


See I could almost be a bobble head doll!  But they are great for the intercom system! (sorry for the flash out!)


Ryan is having the time of his life of course and is loving being a Harley man!  🙂  Doesn’t he look great in his leathers?  (Absolutely necessary here with the temperatures and the bugs… because there is nothing like going down the autobahn for an hour, getting off the bike, looking down and realizing that your jeans are coated in bug guts!  ewwww)


One thing that is going to be an absolute blast is that my mom and dad have the same bike!  Dad’s is the 2003, 100 year special addition Fire Bike (since my dad is a fireman!)


And of course ours is Air Force blue!


For those of you who will ask, no we won’t be selling Bertha (the other bike) while we are here.  Honda’s don’t really sell here due to parts being hard to get.  It’s kind of like buying a specialty import car back in the states and knowing from the get go you’ll pay over $100 for everything!  So, since Bertha is paid off and in good condition we’re just going to store her in our garage and ship her home with us when we go.  At that time we are going to give Zach and Charly (who have expressed an interest in buying her from us) first chance and if they don’t choose to buy her we’ll then sell on the open market.  For now she is on storage insurance and waiting to go back home!

Well, that’s the end of all of our big news.  We still don’t have any new information on #1 and #2 but we are supposed to hear soon.  I’ll let you know as much as I can when I can.  So with that we’re off to enjoy the sunshine!


Goofy helmets!  🙂

Auf Wiedersehen!



Do you think pastrami and rye at 10pm could be responsible? :)

Guten Morgan!

Okay so “Huge thing going on in our life #4” is not quite ready to share yet and “Huge things going on in our lives #1 & 2” have no new news… 

But there is a “Huge thing going on in our life #5!”  Charly has asked me to be her co Matron of Honor along with her best friend (who is our cousin)!  And Zach has asked Ryan to be his best man!  We are so excited and so honored!  Now we’re just working out the logistics of planning a bachelor party and bridal showers (thank goodness for my co Matron of Honor on this one because I could NOT do this alone!) from 6,000 miles away!  Not to mention already thinking of toasts for the reception!

But since that news, as amazing as it is, only takes up a small paragraph, today you get to read about the insane dream I had about the upcoming wedding of Charly and Zach. (Which seems like an appropriate chaser to that news…)


We landed in Phoenix on the 6th of November, just 4 days before the wedding as planned.  We were met at the airport by our families and promptly went back to my mom’s house to talk and catch up.  We were sitting around laughing and having a great time when our baby sister, Becky, bursts into the room and yells…

“Charly!  You’ll never guess!  I just got you the sanctuary of Phoenix 1st to get married in and they are going to do a video and give you all the decorations and it’s all for free!  The only catch is you have to get married on the 8th and your rehearsal will be tomorrow!”

Now I must quickly interject here that our baby sister got married at Phoenix 1st in April of this year.  There were a few problems and annoyances, nothing big, but… well… let’s just say that Charly and Zach both swore that they would never marry there!  Far too much trouble!  So imagine our surprise when they jumped up and started doing a happy dance!  Charly positively gushed and Ryan and I looked at each other with a dire sense of foreboding.  But it was their wedding!

So the next morning dawns and we all get ready and rush around making last minute plans.  That evening we all hurried to the church for the rehearsal.  Imagine our surprise when we entered the building only to find it completely decorated, the pastor there, and every single wedding guest in attendance!  Imagine our shock when we realized that something had gone wrong and this was the wedding!!!  It became an instant madhouse! 

We had brought all of the dresses and tuxes to be put in the brides room overnight so that we wouldn’t have to worry about them next day and so we were prepared but ready?  I think not!  Charly was about to go off with mom to get into her dress and suddenly I gasped and said,

“Charly, I don’t have a dress!”

(We had not been able to find one when I visited in September to help her plan so we decided I’d just find one when we came back.  Which is insane!)

She looked at me with the dreamy little smile and said,

“Don’t worry I had dresses made for you girls!”

I breathed a sigh of relief and took the dress from her.  As I unzipped the bag a shock wave of revulsion rolled over me.   It was a taffeta gown that cut right above the breasts and had no shoulders but had long sleeves with little ruffles at the wrists.  It was absolutely form fitting all the way to mid thigh and then had this horrible Tu Tu like appendage that was so bushy it stuck out two feet and was at least a foot thick!  It was a nasty muddy cream color.  I went pale, took a deep breath, and said,

“Oh this is nice!”

She dreamily smiled back, handed me a shoe box and a little gift bag and said,

“Oh I know, isn’t it beautiful?   Here are your shoes and jewelry.”

I opened the box to find four inch spiked heels in a brilliant orange and a pair of 80’s style plastic earrings in the same color!  I was mortified… but it was her wedding so I did what I had to do.

And then the wedding was beginning.  As I walked down the aisle towards my husband,  (the church has a T at the back, guys and girls come from opposite sides, meet up in the middle and then walk down the center aisle together.) I noticed that he was wearing a brown tux with and orange vest the same color as my shoes and a pepto bismo pink tie!  Gag!  We walked up the aisle and took our places at the alter.

Suddenly a group of Master’s kids (which are a group of young people that come and live with sponsor families and devote their lives to learning ministry and being discipled) came walking up the center aisle all covered in blood and their clothing torn.  (They were getting ready to practice a human video for pastor’s sermon on Sunday.) They walked right up to the pastor and began screaming and shouting, arguing with him about our right to be there.  Telling him to get us all out because they had to practice!

All of the sudden our baby sister Becky (who was wearing the exact opposite of me by the way… Orange dress and cream heels and earrings) Comes rushing up the aisle seven months pregnant, dragging her husband by the elbow and spitting mad.  She runs up to the nearest Master’s kid punches him square on the jaw and screams,  (I apologize for the mild profanity but this is what she said in my dream and in, might I add, the funniest imitation of her husband’s southern accent. Sorry Ty!)

“Get the H-E- Double Hockey Sticks out!”

We all just stood there in shock as she hustled them off stage, gently patted her hair back into place and calmly slid into the line up. 

I look over just in time to see Zach walking onto the stage to await his bride and can’t help but catch my breath.  He is wearing a full tux and tails complete with gloves, top hat, cane, vest, and tie!  Not so bad you say huh?  Well the whole thing was PEPTO BISMO PINK!  Except, of course for the orange vest and brown tie. 

The wedding march begins and I turned in complete shock and awe to look at the back of the church to see my sister flounce (there is really not a better word) into the sanctuary decked out in a perfect replica of Scarlet O’Hara’s dress in the first scene of Gone with the Wind, complete with broad brimmed hat!


Of course the whole thing is ALSO pepto bismo pink except for the ribbons which are a putrid shade of, what else, orange!

I stand in open mouthed horror as I watch her come down the aisle on my father’s arm (who, coincidentally, is being knocked around rather forcefully by her enormous hoop skirts!) all smiles and dimples. 

Quite suddenly two wonderful women from our family, who we love dearly (you know who you are don’t you? Anyone?  Kathy? Lee?  Can you guess?) Jump up like screaming girls at an Elvis concert, rush into the aisle and scream,

“Oh she’s a dream!” and “Oh Charly you’re like a princess!”  and together “YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL!” 

And then they promptly passed out. 

Immediately my father lets out this huge guffaw of laughter!  He starts to laugh so loud and so hard that I swear he’s going to bust a gut.  The moment he can catch a breath, he shouts out,

“Matt come help me!”

Matt and my dad promptly grab the two women and fireman carry (my dad and Matt are firemen) them back to their seats and then, wiping tears from his eyes my father returns to the arm of his last unmarried daughter!

You may ask what in the world she, the blushing bride, (though in all that pink I don’t know how you could tell!) has been doing this whole time?  Why, fiddle dee dee, nothing, nothing at all!  She and Zach have been gazing into each other’s eyes and grinning like fools.  And my horrified dream self in my wretched dress, watching this scene that even Jerry Springer would envy just knew in that moment…

I knew that no matter what came their way, no matter the trials or tribulations (and this wedding was certainly one of them) they might face there would always be laughter between them and a love that would endure!

And that, my friends, is something to swoon about!

I shall leave you with that!



Busy… Busy… Busy…

Guten Tag!

As I sit here this morning I find myself in a bit of a panic!  As you see I have put tickers up to remind myself of all the things I simply must keep track of.  I actually find the schedule quite daunting!  The list is as follows.

August 27th – September 17th  I will be home in Phoenix, AZ helping my sister plan her wedding and get ready. 

After I arrive home we have but two short weeks until…

October 2nd – October 14th  Ryan’s parents will be here in Germany for their very first visit! 

Not even one short month later…

November 6th – November 15th  We will be home in Phoenix, AZ again to participate in and witness the marriage of my sister and Ryan’s brother!

Again just two short weeks after our arrival back in Germany…

November 28th – December 20th  My parents will arrive here in Germany for their very first visit!

Only days after Ryan and I have seen my parents onto a plane to wing their way back to the U.S.  we will celebrate a very quite Christmas and then the New Year will be upon us!  Strange to think that when the dust settles Ryan and I will be celebrating our half way point in this deployment and preparing to begin the process of finding out where we shall call home next!

And so today I’m off to begin preparations to leave my husband on his own for three weeks.  This pretty much consists of making sure there are enough interesting things for him to eat!  So it’s cooking and freezing for me today!

Hopefully tomorrow I’ll be able to share “Huge Thing Going on in Our Lives #4”  and soon I must tell you of the insane dream I had a few days ago about our siblings upcoming nuptuals!

Until then,

Auf Wiedersehen!