Flowers?

He hates stuff like this.
Like... hates. Like in yuk.
Baguette, brr...

Hey.
It´s Valentine´s Day!
And I love baguette.

Well.
Let´s talk about Chancellor Merkel, huh?
She took care we extinct.
Graduated Engineers. *

Since he´s one of those last...

Yep - he has to check out if the expensive one is better than the "House-product".

And.

Well.
When I got this job of mine I wasn´t sure I´ll succeed (I did, so far) I didn´t rent a flat but went into flat-sharing.

One of the guys... aw, well. He took the stove to heat up a slice of bread.
Yes. I kid you not.

We are so not wasting energy - Ingo got my old, little stove out for the baguettes.
Though, I mean. 4 baguettes would allow the big oven, no?
Anyhows.
Thanks, man!
Can´t wait.

For him to come home.
The weather is good and the Kookaburras are finally - finally!! - on their way to get a proper environment.

He took my cam, too, I asked him to say Hi to Henry.
Foot hurts like crazy today.
Well, like, again, for taking no meds. All good over here.

Happy Valentine´s Day!

* Maybe I should explain.
Being a Graduated Engineer was like a certificate. Like "Made in Germany", which was invented by Great Britain to point out:
German -bad.
Turned out: German - good quality.
We were the last ones, the Graduated Engineer is no more, we also got the common "bachelor" instead.
Yep.
Well done. Mrs M! :-(