Schatz - That article was SO funny. I love The Onion.
I'm baaack. Did you notice I was gone? The interesting thing about my absence is that I ACTUALLY WENT SOMEWHERE. On a train, no less. And I stayed in a hotel. Whoooo!
It was time for the Annual Whiney Expat Bloggers in Germany Meet-Up and this year it was in Bonn, which is somewhere down south. I just got off the train after a few hours and there I was. Nice city. Lots of museums, lots of restaurants and cafes and bars, many of which we visited. There were 15 people there, one of them a 7 year old girl who is SO cute. Some people I knew from last year, some were new and they were all great - New Yorkers and Virginians and Californians and Pennsylvanians and Londoners and even a fellow British Columbian! Awesome.
The one thing that killed me was the cigarette smoke EVERYWHERE. Oooog. I don't take to that at all. My nose is still stuffed up. And if you book "non-smoking section" on the train, that means there's a thinnny thin thin glass partition with a door between you and the smokers and the smoke seeps through anyway. Yum. Had to endure 4 hours of that on the way home.
And when I was home again, I decided in a fit of stupidity it was high time to get rid of all these trojans that were infecting my computer so I did one of those online scans and deleted them, BUT it seems like I also deleted something else because I can't open any of my "exe" applications. For some heaven-sent reason, my internet connection still works, but I can get into Outlook Express or open anything esle, including anti-virus programs. Can't download, can't install, can't open. I don't know if the file names are all changed or what, but the files are there, they just don't do anything. What should I doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo? Will the Windows XP recovery CD help? I'm afraid to try it. One of you geniuses guide me , please.





Today they both went with DH "hunting" -- which is what you call riding around on bumpy roads in unfashionable clothing.
Oh well, I already bought the ingredients for bean bundles. Let's face it, these folks don't expect much out of me anyway. They like my dip (which is really tricky -- add vegetable soup mix to sour cream...
). Guess they'll put up with my culinary experiments. I'm also foisting stuffing muffins on them. I will enjoy them, anyway. I'm really not crazy about my dear MIL's dressing. I am mystified by it, actually. It seems to be a baked paste of onions, potatoes and glue. I mean it is tasty in its way, but mystifying.
I think they are actually done. It's lovely.


outside for 45 mins yesterday. It was cold.
She says "well, I've gotta eat more so I can fit into my jeans". Kid you not. I think we should all take up dancing. She dances her butt off. Literally.