CUBIFA, really it is Friday again! The week just sped by! No Red one again, though. Not that I´ve got no more to tell.
But weird things happen and since a long time I slept a night through and was woken by a strange noise – the clock!
It was kinda weird yesterday, I expected noises like stuff being broken, but that didn´t happen, luckily, my Panama-cup wouldn´t even have had to be moved.
It started at work.
I overwrote entries I generated on my Mum´s birthday, September the 19th . I overwrote them with the date of Ingo´s birthday and they are valid till Bro´s birthday (or till they´re overwritten again).
I´m so glad little Niece wasn´t in a hurry and was not in time in this world. Otherwise would´ve been just yet another family-member born on 19th… Or as another friend as well. I tend to mix up the months or forget a birthday this way, had all happened! 19th, 26th… each month you get them, right?
For the first time this year Ingo´s parents (pic above, with Ingo) came over for a visit.
Yeah, it´s some whopping 60 kms one way… ok, to be fair it ain´t easy with all the construction sites and Braunschweig has a rather weird system of highways. They always got lost. But now his Dad found a proper way and said next season – they´ll go to Spain over winter (yeah, lucky them!) – they gonna come over more often.
Am I glad they left Frida at home.
Yep, Frida. Not my my dear, late Grandma, but their new dog.
They keep naming dogs like that. The one they had before was named Hilde – named like both their Mum´s/Ingo´s Grandmas.
She´s a boxer, a rather large dog and our condo is but 85 m² with many open shelves in the right height…
So… a good idea to not bring her along!
Sadly they also forgot to bring the pics of Heini.
Heini was a Northern Mockingbird that fell out of the nest as a baby-bird and was raised by Ingo´s Dad.
He could say “Guten Morgen, Peter”, “Hallo Peter”, "Heini", “Komm her” (come over here) – he used to combine that with picking worms, how funny is that?!!!
He could imitate the noise of the digital clock and “sing” the first line of the song “Alle Vögel sind schon da” (all birds are there).
How cool, huh? Next time we´re over there I have to remember to ask for the pics!
They brought along some cake.
And coffee, mild one, guessing right Ingo´s got only strong one. Guessing further right, we don´t have their special milk for coffee, so they got that in their bag as well.
We´re bad hosts, right? ;-)
And that cake… oh, my.
I was trying to be polite and had a little piece of each.
For 4 hours I didn´t manage to get rid of that taste, despite eating salami and all! Never again will I eat “sugar-cake”, I tell ya!
It was a nice arvo, though, after a rather… awkward hello-hug.
It was like looking into the future, seeing ourselves in 30 years.
How they treat each other is the way we treat each other. Calling each other by their name, no nick-names or like my parents did, calling each other Mutti and Papi, in front of us “children”, ugh!
They are fit, look good, both have heaps of hair on their heads :-)
Getting older means changes, though. I remember Perth 2006, Christmas. I had Ingo´s Dad on the phone while Ingo was searching for more money and I swear, he sounded exactly like Ingo, it was weird.
Now his voice has changed.
I hope some of those things are going to happen to Ingo as well: Getting less loud! Calming down! Reflecting more.
Ingo´s Mum ´d asked me how to send pics via Yahoo and don´t you believe how quickly you get married over here?
She sent me one, saying “your Hubs at age 3” ;-)
I have no idea why I slept through the night for the first time since I don´t know when.
Maybe they´re some kind of “parents” to me, too, after all?
This morning I heard the new song from Passenger for the first time, “holes”. If this doesn´t fit in, huh?
"Said we've got holes in our hearts, we've got holes in our lives
we've got holes, we've got holes but we carry on ..."
Pic: My parents at their silver wedding anniversary.
It sure did hurt to see how life could´ve been for my parents, but never was.
Being together, being retired, spending the winter in Spain, seeing the Grandchild growing up…
Without the last I hope at least this is in for Ingo and I some time.
But for now we were „joking“, we need to take care about the winter-tyres, when we come back from Perth it is winter.
Yah. 4 C this morning, the car warned me!
But now the sun is shining- happy Friday :-)




2 comments:
I like people that come all prepared with things that they like :)) Sounds like it was an enjoyable visit Iris.
Thanks, Grace, it was indeed.
Hmmm, guess, though I can´t bring Pizza Da Nico for all of as if/when we meet! ;-)
maybe next time you´re in France you can make it over to us for it, if you like.
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