April 11, 2008

April 7, 2008

  • Hey! Guess what?

    Today is my birthday.......

    ......and it's snowing!!


    I can only remember it snowing on my birthday once before and that was when we lived on Cape Cod.  It was very close to Easter that year and the kids went out on the back deck and made a snowman on my birthday.  Most of the time we live in places that by April 7th it's way to warm to snow. The cape weather was a bit cooler than Arkansas and Arizona.

    Now don't go asking me what we're doing for my birthday cause the answer is a big nothing.  Bear declared over 2 months ago that our anniversary and my birthday present was our trip to Ireland. Which I explained to him was a big pile of dog doodoo because if Brian and Allie were getting married in August he wouldn't dare try to claim it as having anything to do with my birthday. Oh well!
    I plan on celebrating their wedding to the absolute fullest extent that Irish law and Guinness allow and screw getting a year older!! rofl. 

    Who's with me?

April 2, 2008

  • w00t!

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    ·        Today is the day people!!!  The day that is celebrated worldwide, okay maybe not worldwide, maybe just in our house.   It is celebrated though and with good reason. What is this day of celebration you may ask? It is our anniversary. That's right 26 years ago today we snuck off to the judge’s office and had him pronounce us legally wed.  Last night we were talking about this day and what we remember. The things that sticks in your mind and after awhile start to define that day.  For us there were a couple of things. The first is that we didn’t actually get married on the day we chose to.  We were going to get married on April Fools.  At the time, in Phoenix, you had to have a blood test before you could get married.   We lived on the west side of town on 69th Ave. and Bethany Home Road. The place to get your blood drawn was downtown. Way downtown!  Back then Phoenix didn't really have freeways so you had to use surface streets to get anywhere so it took us close to an hour just to get there.  We went in and filled out the paperwork and that's when they told us that they didn't take checks.  Now remember this was before debit machines on every corner and we didn't have a credit card. So we were left with one choice, find a bank and get a check cashed. You would think that would have been pretty easy but it wasn't so we gave up and went home.  2 hours driving to get there and back and no license. I will never forget how mad Bear was, he's always let things get to him and for 26 years I've been telling him not to have a stroke. (This is him...  This is me...  Together we get on pretty good.) 

    So the next day, April 2nd we took out $100.00 cash from the bank and went back down and paid $40.00 to have our blood drawn and they pointed us to Judge John Barclay's office which was right down the road. We waited a bit and then he took us into his office and married us. Just the three of us, me and Bear in our jeans and t-shirts and the judge in his thousand dollar suit in his private office.  I asked him if we didn't need witnesses and he said he would have a couple of the ladies downstairs in the office sign off as witnesses on our certificate. (I worried for the longest time about not have any real witnesses)  He was very nice and asked if we had rings which we didn't, asked me if I was sure, which I was. Then he asked Bear too and he was just as sure, we were pretty determined by this point.  Then Judge Barclay started talking. He told us marriage was sacred that it was a circle of loving, of give and take. He told us that sometimes we would be unhappy and sometimes we would have sorrow but if we stood together we would not be torn apart by the world or the things in it.  He told us to have God in our hearts and our marriage and that our love would grow.  Somewhere in the middle of all that I started breathing again.  I was so nervous that I had locked my knees and quit breathing so i let out this huge gasp.  It was probably the nervous look on my face that had prompted his question of whether I was sure I was ready to get married.  I'm sure now that he took one look at my Belly and saw Allison in there and thought I was getting married because of that baby.  He couldn't have been more wrong. Married or not I knew then as I know now I would never stop loving this man and something truly terrible would have to change him to make me not love him.  I am so grateful I didn't cause myself to pass out; I would have been so embarrassed.  Bear just sort of looked at me and the judge paused for a second and we went on, all three of us breathing like we were meant to, lol.

    When it was all over we went to the mall.  Seemed like the thing to do at the time!  We happened upon some prints we liked and we bought three, so that was a wedding present to ourselves. I kept them for years, long after our tastes had changed and they were yellowed. Then I put them away and as far as I know they are still in the attic.  Then we drove back to our apartment and had a nap.  At 4 1/2 month pregnant I needed it and as unromantic as it sounds now that was our honeymoon. HAH! The mall and a nap!

    When we got our marriage license in the mail a few weeks later there was a typo on it, one small mistake that I took as a sort of sign. His middle name was misspelled and it was spelled like this...Walte$.   I hoped it meant we would never have to worry about money, because there it was like a gift and I was right. It has never failed that throughout the years we have always had enough.  Not as much money as we would like to have but enough.  Enough money to buy groceries, pay the bills, buy clothes.  Sometimes we struggled and went into debt but hard times just drew us closer as a family.  Our riches it turns out are with each other, not the almighty $dollar$ and after 26 years it's still enough.

    I almost forgot one of the things Bear remembered from that day. When we drove down to the judges office we had to park across the street and then instead of going back to the corner and crossing the street we jaywalked.  I can't believe that's one of the things he remembered, jaywalking!? What an odd man I'm married to!

     

March 26, 2008

  • postcards....

    hello, my name is Elizabeth and I send postcards!  There I admitted it....

    It all started when I was a kid, my mom bought postcards everywhere she went because the pictures were/are almost always better than what she could take. She has masses of them stored in shoeboxes.  I love the pictures too but I like to mail them, in fact if your a long time subscriber of mine you have probably gotten one from me.  so when the xanga team asked for postcards to decorate the walls of their office I immediately started looking for a good one to send.  I finally found it a couple of weeks ago in Frankfurt. Here's the link.... link to some of their recent arrivals. They have an photo album of all their postcards too.   I sent one from Frankfurt because they already have one from Berlin so I thought it would be a good way to represent the east and West of Germany.  I will probably send them one from Ireland when we go over for Allison and Brian's wedding. 

    Speaking of AllieMcNally  she left yesterday.  I didn't even cry. Of course I boo-hooed before she left so maybe I got it out of my system then.   The apartment seems pretty quiet though and its odd not being able to talk to someone anytime I like 24/7.

    Okay, back to the postcards.  I like getting postcards too. I got one from Brazil with a picture of Christ the Redeemer from a friend I met on ringo.  And a postcard from Singapore from a friend I met on KoL, his has a pair of steps in the shape of a heart. But I admit that all the rest of the postcards hanging on my fridge are from me.  Mailed to me and my husband or me to just my husband. Postcards from Ireland, Italy, Czech, France and even from Germany. I even sent postcards from Austria and Switzerland and I was only in those places for one day!  Yup I am addicted to snail mail.  There is nothing like getting a postcard a week or so after you get home to bring a smile of remembrance of good times.  And the cool stamp and postmark is just a bonus. 

    If you want a postcard and I don't have your address shoot me an email and I will send you one of somewhere I have been. Or if I haven't sent you a card in forever and you want back on the list.  Sometimes it will have a American stamp and postmark because it's cheaper to mail them from the Army post, but the ones I mail when I'm not home will have that countries stamp and postmark.   Ireland is our next destination...you've been alerted. After that it will be Holland and the Keukenhof Gardens for the Tulips. 

    Happy Hump Day everyone!

     

    (All links are in color)

March 22, 2008

  • forgetful me....

    There is one thing about helping Allie get ready for her wedding.  I keep forgetting my anniversary and birthday are right around the corner.  The anniversary I don't mind and won't really forget.  The birthday...well I am getting on up there so it wouldn't hurt my feelings to skip this one.  I bet it rolls around right on schedule though.

    Allie is going home to Galway on Tuesday. I will be so lonely.

    We get to Galway on the 10th for her wedding on the 11th.  I will have my daughters together with their dad and I for the first time in ages.  Can you tell I'm excited? Emily's boyfriend is coming too so he will get to meet Allie and Brian.  I imagine they will give Emily their official okie dokie of the relationship so we will be a family of 6 for the first time.

    glückliches Ostern

March 16, 2008

  • How much would someone have to pay you in order for you to give up the computer for 1 year?

    This is a more difficult question for me that it might be for others. Mainly because of where we are and my circumstances.  I have no friends or family here.  I have no t.v. to keep me occupied.  I have DVDs and German radio but I get tired of seeing the same movies over and over and I usually forget to turn the radio on.  I don't have a car and the train fare can really add up in a hurry.  My computer is my lifeline to the outside world.  No matter the obscure subject matter that crosses my mind I can look it up.  I can play games, "meet" people, blog, post pictures for friends and family back home and even more important, to me anyway, I can look at the pictures they post for me. I also webcam with my family which helps me not miss them as much.   So for me to give up my laptop for a full year I would need a lot of money. I would want enough money to get a satellite t.v. with dozens of channels, a car, unlimited phone calling privileges to call all around the world and at least 4 round trip tickets home, plus spending money.  So I'm guessing a round figure of at least 100,000. Nah, let's make it 120,000. Ten thou a month, why not?

       

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March 12, 2008

  • the never-ending search

    Yesterday Barry drove Allie and I into Mainz to pick up my string of pearls that we had re-strung.  She's going to wear them when she gets married.  They are four different colors that can best be described as grey, peach, silvery white/light gray and lavender-ish/pink.  All of them have a silvery sheen and depending on what color you are wearing, will depend on which pearl stands out.  I also have a matching bracelet.  If I had matching earring it would be complete as it is Allie and I spend half our time in Mainz either looking for pink shoes or looking for pink earrings.  Which pink is a relative term since there must be a zillion shades and we have to have a particular one to match the sash on her dress.  A very light almost whitish/lavenderish pink, sheesh!  We had no idea having a little color would cause so much grief.  She will probably end up with a pair of white flats and my white gold diamond earrings that Bear got me for our 25th anniversary last year.  The good thing is, if your a traditionalist and pay attention to that kind of thing we have something old, new and borrowed covered. All she needs is blue. lol. 

March 6, 2008

  • old doors and door parts.

    Aachen a cathedral doorknob

    This is on the cathedral in Aachen....on a side door!

    the entry to our building

    The front door of our old apartment building in Bavaria.

    bronze temple doors

    Bronze doors in the Forum in Rome

    Door Plate

    My favorite door plate in Prague.

    punishment shelf

    The door leading to the punishment shelf.  So that everyone can see you publicly humiliated.

    And...

    last but not least, possibly my favorite door of all.

    We came upon it quite by chance in Prague on a side street.  I love all the details of it, the stained glass, the clock, the enameled iron work, the shape, everything about it is perfect.  And if I hadn't been rushed by Barry and Mike I would have taken more pictures of it close up to enjoy all the little details, alas this is the only one I took. 

    perfect door

    If I find more of my old door pictures i'll post those too, i think this is all for now.

     

     

     

     

March 2, 2008

  • Easter Eggs

    We drove to the Odenwald today and went to the easter Egg Market in Michelstadt. It was pretty cool!

    There are some of these pictures that you really need to look at large as the detail on these handcrafted eggs is wonderful, I made a Easter  egg album in my photos.

     I needed a whole lot more money to satisfy my urge to own these, so I settled for one measly little egg.  But it's a genuine duck egg as opposed to wood, glass or another material and the lady that carved it is from Utrecht, Holland and the best part it was within reason price wise.  Her and her husband were really nice and believe it or not theirs was the first table as you entered the hall. Even though we spent the next three hours going to every table in the hall I didn't see anything that appealed as much as the very first ones. 

    Michelstadt Easter egg market The one in the middle top row is a green version of my egg, mine is wine red!

     

    Michelstadt Easter egg market Same table.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Michelstadt Easter egg market This is one of the ones I would have gotten if I had money to throw around.  Which I don't, so no fairytale egg for me.

     

    Michelstadt Easter egg market Another of my faves!

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Michelstadt Easter egg market

    These are enamaled wood.  The one on the right is a detail from the stained glass windows in St. Stephens Church in Mainz.  The windows were the last thing the artist Marc Chagall made before he died and they are the only stained glass windows in a Catholic church made by a Jewish artist.  Mainz isn't more than 15 mins from where I live and I've been in this church and in a word the windows are spectacular!  This is a 50 euro egg and I would have bought it as sort of a double souvenir if and there's that darn word again, IF we had more disposable cash.  Believe me this picture doesn't do it justice, but then pictures rarely do.

    Michelstadt Easter egg market

    Zodiac eggs.  That's Taurus right in front.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Michelstadt Easter egg market Michelstadt Easter egg market

     

    There were artists from Romania, Russia, India, Holland and of course Germany. This is such a small sampling of what was in the hall. 

    I hope you take the time to look at some of the detail on the eggs. 

February 22, 2008

  • This woman and I must be related!  At the very least she's my new hero.  I don't know if it's REALLY an actual letter or not, it was forwarded to me from back home, either way it's laugh out loud funny and sometimes that's all that counts.

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    This is an actual letter from an  Austin  woman sent to American company Proctor and Gamble regarding their feminine products. She really gets rolling after the first paragraph. It's PC Magazine's 2007 editors' choice for best webmail-award-winning letter.

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    Dear Mr. Thatcher,

    I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.

    Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from the curse'? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my time of the month is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call 'an inbred hillbilly with knife skills.' Isn't the human body amazing?

    As Brand Manager in the Feminine-Hygiene Division, you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers monthly visits from 'Aunt Flo'. Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying, jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps.  Crazy!

    The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants... Which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: 'Have a Happy Period.'

    Are you kidding me? What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James?  FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&M freak girl, there will never be anything 'happy' about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the localWalgreen's armed with a hunti n g rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory.

    For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like 'Put down the Hammer' or 'Vehicular Manslaughter is Wrong', or are you just picking on us?

    Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that, effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending messages. And that's a promise I will keep. Always.

    Best,
    Wendi Aarons
    Austin  ,  TX