Daylight Ranges

In case you were curious...

Financial Snapshot

Just in case you were wondering, this is what a last-minute, fact-finding, one week trip to Rostock and Berlin does to your budget.

It was totally worth it, by the way.

First Harvest

Yeah baby!  We're makin' fajitas and salsa and guacamole and homemade ranch dressing tonight!

  

**Candy onions, dill, parsley, cilantro. 50 million heads of lettuce (not pictured)

A disturbing discovery

I just learned that the German word for "chicken" is "Huhn."

It's pronounced exactly like "Hunn."  So this blog is now:

THE CHICKEN(s) INVADE EUROPE!

(It can't even be plural chickens.  That would be "huhner".)

...Makes this whole blog idea even better than I thought it ever could be...

Ich kann Englisch, Spanisch, und ein bisschen Deutsch verstehen

This is what I think I wrote below:

Garden: A List

Lettuce, Spinach, Peas, Beets, and Flowers!  Garden 2011

Yes, finally, Garden 2011 has finally started to take off.  It's been the longest winter/spring I've ever seen in my life, but finally--FINALLY--we've had two days in a row that have hit above...

German: Beginning and Pronounciation

German used to be sexy. 

I mean that literally.  If you had a fiance that would whisper sweet German nothings into your ear while you sat on a blanket underneath the stars...you'd think it was sexy, too.

But, I'm here to tell you that German is sexy no more.

Things I Will Miss: My Work

I'm really going to miss my job!

I can get over missing things like ... oh ... deodorant.  I can make do without English-speaking television.  I can push through and persevere in a place that doesn't give you a glass of water for free with your meal.  I can survive on 5% milk if I have to.  I can live without a car, or a kitchen-aid, or hulu (maybe), or anything remotely resembling Mexican food.

Chocolate: A Cautionary Tale

When we were in Berlin last month, Paul and I discovered a magical place called Fassbender and Rausch.  Well, I say "discovered" but it was actually more of a "sought desperately to find" since we had read in a travel guide that good old F&R had an exploding chocolate volcano and a "truffle bar with the largest selection in Europe."**

Preparations: Don't Die Before You Get There

Although I realize that this blog is supposed to represent the lives of both myself and Paul, I have to confess to you right now that Paul will probably go MIA until....oh....until September.

Poor guy.

He's practically living in his dissertation-writing office.  No, seriously, he's living there.  He has an air mattress and clothes and toothbrush and a mini-fridge.  A mini fridge!  He takes showers over there.  And does laundry.  Cooks his oatmeal with an electric kettle...  I mean, he's bacheloring it up over there.

The Hunns: Just Your Friendly Conquerers Next Door

Since we were married, it has been a point of particular pride that most combinations of our last names are hilarious, fear-inducing, or otherwise simply awesome.

We've particularly liked "HardShinRun" and "DarnHisUrn" because shin runs are hard and I really hate that one guy's pottery.