sheeps. and the like.

things i really like most so far:

*vegetable taste soo much better.
*how much fucking chocolate people have in their houses at any given moment.
cappuccinos like clock-work.
*getting e-mails
*visiting and feeding the sheeps
*apple trees in the backyard
*the loveliness in having company almost daily, and how such a situation is handled. with grace and elegance and table runners. (if you don’t know what a table runner is, you’re not going to make a good house wife. i dont know what they call them here, though.)
*countryside air

things i find really strange:

*being treated as an adult by everyone.
*jakob’s “night-suit”. (i always accidently call it a dress and they look at me funny when i call it so.) when he sleeps at night, we zip him up in him “night suit”. picture soon.

things i don’t like:

*how much weight i’m going to gain
*not having an alarm clock (changing tomorrow.)
*the mom being awk-town
*the neighbor boy plays really fucking bad american rap and shitty techo really fucking loud. example: 12:30 at night. soldier boy at such a volume i thought it was in the house. example 2: wakes up to "i like to move-it, move-it". HEY ASS HOLE, IT'S THE GOD DAMN BAVARIAN COUNTRYSIDE. NOT A SUBURBAN WHITE GIRL'S TOYOTA.


tonight we visited some friends of the family for dinner. SO NICE. they have a lovely apartment in a small city about 20 km away. it was flawlessly decorated. so modern. beautiful thick, dark wood floors. coolest refrigerator i’ve ever seen (lol pun, right? coolest. refrigerator? k.) lovely patio. everything was sooo perfect i wanted to die. i want wrong about what i wrote earlier about german interior decorating. i think its just the family i am with now. its not ugly. its just nothing. but you don’t really notice. unless your mom is tawny george and she’s been commenting on such things since before you had original thoughts.

the husband we visited was a butcher, but they made me tofu...which i couldnt believe. seriously. it was really quite sweet. the wife reminded me of susan goldstein. and i was like, k, i’m good. i had such a wonderful time.

i’ve been so busy with the bebeh that alone time is rare, but it’s okay. it will get easier in the coming weeks.

oktoberfest is soon. going with the family. and perhaps with a friend i met through sara, jillian. she’s on study in vienna. not far at all. so that will hopefully work out quite nicely.

something i couldnt really believe in all my years of nanny-ing and babysitting i’ve never doted on is how i was when i was jakob’s age. (2) he is so god damn stubborn sometimes...most times. to a fault, really. and i’ve never really wondered if i was ever so ridiculous. i’m calling my parents this week to speak further on this. i realy can’t imagine paul or i ever being this way but it’s probable. i think that’s why this age has it’s notorious nick-name “terrible twos”. oh well. still can’t believe i’m unaware of how i was.

anyways.

still walking a bit on eggshells, but it has not even been a week yet.

tomorrow morning and all day with ze bebeh alone. should be an adventure. maybe i will take him to da sheeps.

-tg