My ticket to Elizabeth´s T!This sparkling wine sat in the fridge since... December? And now we finally had a reason to celebrate!
The glasses are not dirty, btw.
Ingo´s
colleagues glued white edible gummy-mice on them as wedding pressie in 2013 (along
with some money - same word in German, mice is money, also coal).
The glasses my Mum presented me with are bigger and soooo expensive, so we used these.
PERTH IS BOOKED!!!
The journal:
Monday: After work went to get Ingo´s bread.
Off meds, off tiredness (yipee), back to pain.
Ingo later: "Finger still swollen?!" He saw in an instant the ring is still off.
Boy. That wedding ring needed to hop on! I never wanted to marry (as my Mum said she married only cause of me and would´ve left otherwise - do you need to tell this to your kid?).
Now I am glad and really can say "Hubby". Or, in German, "mein Mann".
The first few years (we were together like forever as boy- and girlfriend), I "freaked" a bit when Ingo said "meine Frau". WHO??? Oh.
Rings bought in Joondalup, Perth.
Dumb me thought (thinking!...) it´s the same world-wide:
Husband and wife wear the "same" ring. Pfffft, not in Australia!
How´s it like in your place?
Certainly we went ring- (and wedding-dress-) shopping last sec and these rings were the only ones we got.
From a mine we went through in 1999, too.
See, why these rings are so special to us?
It´s a "man´s" ring hence my Brother, who did the engraving, had to make mine smaller.
He had to run and jump onto the old machine to make it happen - titanium is tough!
Since we married in Perth we wear our rings on the left hand - no one in Germany assumes we are married, LOL. I could go easily for a second man! (Germans wear them on the right hand). This, certainly goes for Ingo as well...
Also Ingo: "I needed to get your phone."
"Our, that´s OUR phone, in OUR living room!!!"
To Ingo it´s my phone in my room, and, well. I´ve blocked pretty much indeed.
My work-monitors block the (old) telly even...
BUT there is Ingo´s billiard-table, Ingo´s record player and all his records...
I was too tired to blog (the tiredness from the meds wore off slowly).
Ingo asked if I did not or if something´s wrong with our internet - sweet, isn´t it 😘.
Ingo had a blog once, too, but sadly gave up. Yet he likes/approves this hobby of mine!
Tuesday: Dear Sami helping out again contacting the "darn" Caravan Park that is slack with E-Mails. Plan: 31st of Jan to March 7th.
And yes, what the heck... Dear burglar: You´ll find old PCs, a very old TV, my Brother´s youth-bed... an old kitchen,... break in. Maybe tidy up a bit.
Work: Brazilian to-be-Teamleader called, explained only half of what he wanted.
I asked Spanish colleague (speaks English) as I worked for him - he explained something different!
E-mailed the Russian colleague - from whom the work is... (speaks very, very fast German with accent)... what a day!!! We chatted like forever. Problem not solved, though! 🤣 But we had fun! Oh, there have to be days like that, too, right?
Wednesday: It all went backwards through the countries. Ack! 10 work-hours again.
BUT! To-be-teamleader in an official meeting after telling me personally said openly it was his fault, not mine the day before.
See - we are a GREAT TEAM! I said "no worries" hence twice and everyone is OK with it! We are also very chaotic. And funny.
Thursday: Had a .pdf-"problem", called ESE-teamleader and after he found a cheap solution I asked about the colleagues and myself. Seems like we´ll be safe till end of June.
Funny: He talked to me like I was a man, cursing included.
Later had a tiny question for my Russian colleague and I learned soo much about... his life in Russia, LOL. I get used to the Russian accent, too, and he always speaks well of our former Ukrainian teamleader.
This war between those two countries is so stupid (which one is not).
Friday: Job was like chewing gum. The comments for rejecting my colleague´s work were from what we call a " Korinthenkacker", a raisin pooper.
And - contradiction? - placed so weird it was a ton of work for me to find which belonged to what, to "make up" a system and to translate it on top (I spare you all the other steps involved).
Didn´t finish it.
ESE-PC dead, even Ingo could not help.
Perth flight unbookable.
A frustrating day.
Even the Sun could not make up for it.
Tax office has "something" too - bet it´s nothing good.
Food from a new Greek restaurant. Hm. Not again.
Weekend: Saturday: A plain pain. We tried from Ingo´s account, from mine, Singapore Airlines had a huge problem.
In the end Ingo managed "somehow" and we shared a mini-bottle of sparkling wine BUT the seats themselves are not booked.
I.Want.To.Sit at Ingo´s side!!!! I hate flying. I NEED Ingo by my side... Wish us luck.
Food: YUM. More to come.
Sunday: Brekkie.
We are old.
Back in the day we shared 3, now 2 so one was for brekkie to share 😁
Another for dinner. Lunch:
New bread Ingo bought, potatoe bread.
The Half a Glattes was old from "day 1" again. Seems they keep the price (and €2,35 is not cheap for HALF a bread) by secretly giving you old ones.
I am sorry for "my" baker-ladies, not their fault!!
If Ingo is OK with this.. bye-bye to a 22-year old tradition 😢
Other food:
Cheese makes life better, right? This was a brokkoli-cookie, need to bake it again, hmmm....
I keep the best-of calendar-pages from my Enstein-calendar in a map, so I use my ... oh, I think the "puncher" is older than myself. And Ingo got chocolate from the oldest chocolate-factory of (East-) Germany, the Halloren Chocolate Factory - and they, to keep the chocolate "in piece" have them protected in such thick paper you can re-use to play connect four after you´re done with your sweets - clever, no?
For Ingo and anyone who understands German.... here.
