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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

just so we all remain on the same page here...[UPDATED]

there is still no shipment.
but Meatloaf is still the most handsome dog in the world.
(even though he has gained some sympathy lbs. and grew out of his old collar)

UPDATE*UPDATE*UPDATE*

AS OF 1200 TODAY, WE LEARNED THAT OUR SHIPMENT IS IN COUNTRY!

I can sleep much better knowing baby clothes aren't bobbing in the Atlantic now.

They are trying their darnest to get it to Stuttgart and then to our home by next week.

And I didn't even have to waddle my over hormonal butt to their office.

That's all for now.






Monday, July 26, 2010

where the HECK is my stuff???

It most definitely is not here in Stuttgart.

I hope it hasn't been taken hostage by pirates.

Or isn't busy fostering marine growth in the bottom of the ocean.

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In case you haven't noticed...

I really, really want [read between the lines: need] my shipment.

All our adorable baby stuff. Everything that says BABY to new parents is on a boat somewhere between Germany and California.... and I'm getting anxious.

Nesting is in full effect in these parts and let me tell you... it's one pathetic nest we have on our hands.

The sad thing is, I can't even be upset. The gentleman at Travis Air Force Base told me August 9th at the latest. According to my calculations they still have 2 weeks (exactly) to get it to me.

But the waiting patiently gig is UP. Now my weekends are spent moping around the house imagining what it will look like when not only my shipment arrives... but everything is put together.

::sigh::

Anyways, the good news is that all bottles, sheets, blankets, and pacifiers are cleaned and sanitized. That will allow me to use my hands to cheer on my husband while he assembles gobs of baby goodies.

It also means that in the evenings after dinner is done and the dishes are clean I have absolutely nothing better to do than put up the things I use to refer to as feet and wonder where the HELL is my shipment.

If it comes on August 9th that will give us anywhere from a day to 3 weeks (God willing) to get this place in order.

I hope that ship is in overdrive.

And in case you're wondering what nesting means when you have nothing to nest...
it means you have one nice and organized fridge.
and homemade banana cake.
And tiny pieces of evidence that a baby will soon join us (shipment or not).
And the handsomest dog in the World (absolutely nothing to do with this post).

(bye!!)

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Flohmarkts and Festivals

It's hot. Really, really hot. And I know I've been complaining about the heat for awhile now but when they're wearing swim suits in Russia... there's something wrong with the world.
We did our hospital tour last week... let me tell you how glad I am that my due date isn't this month. The women in the maternity ward didn't seem to mind that they had just given birth... they seemed more miserable from the heat. If you thought german hospitals have air conditioning... you're mistaken.
Great.
Anyways, the hospital tour was quite informative, as one would expect, and I think we both feel better prepared knowing where all this will be going down. Sort of.

Besides the hospital tour, this week was full of flea markets (flohmarkt) and festivals. Our little town of Echterdingen was having a burgerfest (citizen festival) in addition to a large flea market on a Sunday, which is pretty rare around here. Also, the famous Hamburg Fish Market (Fisch Markt) was going on in downtown Stuttgart.

Unfortunately (and fortunately), it rained on Saturday which slowed down the Echterdingen fest but still allowed us lunch at one of our favorite restaurants followed by a fresh crepe from the festival. I welcomed the rain since it brought with it some cooler temperatures.

Today, we checked out the flea market with some friends... ate kettle corn and cola slush while perusing the many isles of fun finds. I saw a lot of stuff I wanted... but I controlled myself for the most part. I really couldn't turn down the sweet, old Deutsch lady knitting baby booties though... and picked up these for a bargain.

After the flea market we headed to downtown Stuttgart for the fish festival.

Then Chad took us on some scenic route through Esslingen on the way home and that was that.
Anyways, flea markets and festivals are one of the reasons I love Germany in the summertime (except the heat and no a.c. bit).
33 Weeks.


Monday, July 5, 2010

4th of July Weekend

It's been uncomfortably hot this weekend. The sun has been out and it's pretty warm by 0730. Except for the actual 4th of July. It rained. Rain plus heat equals unbearable humidity for us poor souls in Stuttgart. Especially us native Californians.[ I hate humidity].

It's weekends like these where you kind of don't want to leave the house... until you remember you have no air conditioning and you have to leave the house or risk melting to death.

You also don't want to use your microwave, oven, or hair dryer because you really fear that will be the death of you.

And we don't want that.

So this is what you do to help pass the time in 90 degree heat in Stuttgart for 4th of July weekend...

You send your husband to the bakerei to pick up breakfast. He especially has to redeem himself after polishing off the last swig of creamy, cold milk. Jerk.
You let your dog lick the salty sweat plastered to your forehead because really... you can't avoid it.
You also may talk to your dog about the "Adjusted Trial Balance Sheet" you're working on for your accounting class. And your dog may pretend that he cares.
You check the mail... with your 31 [and 5 days] pregnant self before going to a friend's bbq.
You also eat your fill of German specialties because you refuse to cook. But regardless of how hot it is, it is never too hot for schnitzel mit pommes and maultauschen (my personal favorite).
You also spend an entire day at Ludwigsburg Palace. If you're going to be hot and sweaty... it may as well be in a palace.

And when you have sufficiently retained the right amount of fluid around your ankles, you head home. But not before stopping at the Lidl by your house for ice cream sandwiches.

Wishing you a wonderful 4th of July!

Those who expect to reap the blessings of freedom, must, like men, undergo the fatigue of supporting it. Thomas Paine
:To all the men and women in uniform, thank you. And to all those that wash, iron, and hang up those uniforms, thank you as well.:
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