Currywurst To Run

On Mondays we go to the city and search for something to eat.

This one is new - they call it "Braunschweiger delicacy" or "specialty". The idea is not bad, really:

Just... eww.... We had to throw it in the bin.
The whole way home I had the icky smell - I thought it was my shirt - go and try to curry your food when it´s windy.
Was worse than that - I had the stuff in my hair.

On a better note... Got a cool book for little Niece:

The weather is still bad.
This seems to be a hit this season - umbrellas wherever you go...

You can even get one with Braunschweig as motive:

Lush And Green

Forcast was: Rainy and cold(er) - reality was: Hot and part sunny, part cloudy - ideal weather for a walk (it´s that humid, our parquet floor is "coming up", we´ve got 90% air humidity, weird, huh?).

These trees got a haircut, how funny...

This looks like cotton, kinda:

Idyllic pic, huh (just... who wants to sit in the plain sun?!):

View on the Ölpersee:

We couldn´t get hungry here right now (though... they´re far from being ripe...):

The river Oker invites for a little tour:

I just can´t get enough of this color:

Wow, isn´t this a cool neighbourhood?!

Can you call this art?

The river Oker...

Love, love, love this time of the year, these colors...

More art...

And more :-)

See why I love this place?
So many years I stayed in the wrong places, am I happy to be here now (huh,... Drama-Queen, I know ;-)...)

Saw this today, gotta send this pic to my colleagues from the "DDR"! (They outnumbered "us Wessis"!)

Bro sent me this pic... OMG. This isn´t a Baby anymore, this is a kid!

Time so flies (and she isn´t even one year old)...

Weather looks still good - gotta call "someone" to light the BBQ! :-)
Happy weekend!

Speak German III

This book also puts Volkswagen on the "pillory" - and what I find quite sad actually is: You take it. You don´t think about it.

Just why do they call their models - here in Germany for German customers! - Trendline. Highline, Sportline, Comfortline, Roadster, Offroader, Van in colors like Shadow Blue, Granite Green, Arctic Blue Silver with - if you wish - Adaptive Cruise Control (what´s that?), Fuel Stratified Injection (huh?) or Keyless Entry Start Exit System.
You have to keep in mind, too, that people who have the money to buy such a car just like that are 60+.

They do it to "get attention" - what´s that worth if you´re not understood, huh?

And all those stupid mixed/fake-words!
The Deutsche Bahn (railway) lost it´s mind in 1971 and "invented" the term "intercity" and in 1995 they established the "Bahn(German)card(English) instead of "Bahnkarte". Now they added "Service Points", "Surf & Rail" and stuff like that. Oh! And "Bike and Bahn" - hello?! Are they drunk?

Hilarious, no?

Well - a whole ridiculous chapter is BSE. I´m not talking of this desease, I´m talking of Bad Simple English, also known as Academic Pidgin. That is what German scientists talk in.

Weird thing is... they don´t only do this when talking to also English scientists on a congress... they keep on smattering like this to each other!
Can you picture such a scene?

The author says, the observer doesn´t really know if he thinks it´s funny or if he´s to become desperate. He has the feeling he´s in the loony bin, just not sure if he´s there as inmate or guard...
To be coninued...

Are E Es Pe Ee...

Addendum, yes, right at the top.
It all was just a misunderstanding. Ingo grabbed bread at the grocery store.
Just bread. Nothing more.
I thought he does it cause he´s mad at me. Which made me mad and I left.
Which made Ingo mad...
Sometimes we´re just.... dumb.

You know.
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.

Ranting by or for myself here, just skip the whole thing, please.
I only need to get it out. 11:30 - I´ve only got this blog to "talk to".

Spouse said: "Leave me alone." - which I did after taking that first step (asking to be "OK") - cause I love him, huh? Can anything be that bad that we fight like this, see last post.
I did it none-the-less - leave him alone cause I know it means respect for him and it´s of very high value to him (and he knows how I struggle, how much it hurts me to "leave alone").
It just doesn´t matter anyhows anymore, it seems (for him).

I wanna be respected, too! (Is this really a "one-way-road"?)
But if he (or someone else I care about) says, "I´m sorry" - I´m usually absolutely ok with it. I´m not resentful.

Second night alone. Guess I´ll just watch stupid TV.
Maybe somewhere I can find Petrocelli?
Surely not.
We´re Germany :-(

I don´t even care to insert pics.
I "hate"/find it hard(er) to read long posts without pics. Another reason I don´t add any - to scare you off. Hah-ha... Why would I even want to remember this???

Ordered a Pizza that came 10 minutes early (I admit.. .I love to watch the "Simpsons" for dinner - unhealthy, but "fun") - Pizza was/is way too hot, I could hardly bare the taste. Second half (haha. blog-title still justified) will be even hotter, but I´ll take it, I´m me (and next time let them know I´m a whimp, too - (ordered this for the 5th time).
Rambling, feeling self-pity.

I had a "shitty" week. Stupid root-canal-treatment was No.Fun! (and Spouse was there for me).
Today was supposed to be a check-up only but my dentist... heck. I don´t even know what exactly she did? It hurt and I tasted blood. She´d poked my gum due to some reason. She explained, too. I didn´t understand and she was talking away (try to ask with mouth wide open, hurting) ...

Wasn´t that bad. Will have to go back on Wed and she announced she has some more in line for me.
Will be paid for by health insurance.
And she is really nice, too, trying to calm me down, explaining where this stupid anxiety comes from and that it´s normal (kinda, for some people).

NOTE: Never ever admit you´re on holiday and staying home --> be available in the mornings for three weeks for your dentist.
Lesson learned.

I feel like running away from it all.

It hurts real bad to not be able to talk to him.
He just knows how to hurt me - or does he? Maybe not.
Maybe I´m not worth as much to him as he´s to me, so he thinks I´m all right? (am not)

There was some Blogger-stuff "pour your heart out".
I read some. I´m not "officially" involved and this is not even about it. I ... well.

When stuff goes bad, I blog about it cause it helps me (- lack of friends?! - being introvert? Makes no sense cause... ack. No. Guess no one but me... has the patience to go trough this.. un-pictured post anyhows.)
This is no... "..." ack, sorry, I don´t wanna ... ya know. Jugde anyone.

I just am honest here, good or bad.
Yes, I don´t give away EVERYthing. But lots.
Too much?
I´m a normal person, no, life is not flowers and happy times always, huh?
(We call it life is no "Ponyhof" and sure it is no?)

hah :-)
Maybe I should just add the label "dumb", "sad", "alone at home".

Well. What I wanted to say... respect. He could just kiss me and all would be good, no?
I don´t feel good.

This "summer" was crap all over.
Maybe I´m "just" deeply depressed?
Not knowing where to go job-wise in addition? Rumors... I hate them. Yet I fail to get in action.

Human disaster roam around as well as financial ones.
Africa, Greece, Italy, Germany, Unites States...

Ha. I don´t have that much money anyways, go ahead, polititians, ruin us - you have enough money, each one of you.

Child murderer Gaefgen gets 3000 € "loss compensation" cause back then police threatened him with tortue if he refuses to admit his crime (to find the poor boy alife) - See FB-entry.

Some times are just too dark for a "civilised", "rich" person to take.

I´ll sleep bad tonight, if at all.

Sometimes I wish I was so sick as he was in 2008 and he´d worry about me as I did about him.

This is very sick, I know.
And I do not wish for it at all.

Well, as we all know... the more "secure" our lives are... health-wise, finacially-wise, too... and all the other (like having great colleagues for the most part, making work turn into fun)... the more we (or I) whine about things like this.

I think he´s with me still, no?
He refuses to write his "last will" - just one of the many worries (if THAT happened... I wouldn´t care about life no more for... who knows how long - and the condo would very likely be gone, me giving only 30% of value).

I have to see the positive side.
I´m healthy and have a good job, owe no one nothing (heck)!! According to my Mum I´m anything BUT positive.

I hope Spouse - who has had heaps of stress job-wise - will... make it be ok.
So my stupid throat stops hurting and I can sleep.
Is there anything better than sharing one sheet?
I feel like S###.

A Love To Remember

I sure am lucky, my tooth doesn´t hurt at all.
Ingo suggested I take the pain-killers anyways for in case it takes them hours to work.
No idea if there would be pain in my tooth/jawbone.

Was a sunny day.
Like yesterday.
Now it´s over, cloudy and that was probably that for the week or weeks.
Global warming. Yeah.

You know how it is?
You wanna have the perfect holiday. And all goes just wrong.
Maybe it was just a misunderstanding.

Went to the park alone and found this:

You cannot read anymore who was in love with whom. It just made me aware it´s a waste of time to not be together, yet I fail to walk over again and... maybe it´s just a feeling but seems it´s always me giving in.
I can do that, yes.
But it hurts my feelings.

On one hand Spouse always tells how important it is he has his meals at the same times.
Yet... it´s 40 minutes past his "due-time" - now, tell me how is this possible?

It was a surprising "experience" to see how many single people of all ages roam the park...

At least. This did make me feel less lonely.
The Grey outside now speaks another language, though.

Some more "happy-lonely"-snapshots and no... I don´t wanna get any "awww, you poor...."...

This boat is such an "awww...", I´m just plain stupid/hurt-person.
Why is it always me giving in?

Am I of minor value?
If I don´t give in I stay alone?

I know.

There are waaaay bigger problems in the world than this.

This, though, is my world atm.

It´s Wednesday and I have to sound happy and supportive.
Wednesday is the day I call my Mum.
A story way too long, I can - or have to - say: She is not happy, she is not healthy - and Bro and me fail to help despite we try hard over all those years.
Not even little Niece can help here.

It sounds mean. But there are times - like when I feel bad myself, like... now - I feel like. Not calling.
But I can´t do that.

Maybe I have to be like a - not this (it smells bad!) - a lake. Calm, strong and full of... flowers?

Do I have a point to make here?

Well. Yes.
I´m sick of pretending I´m the strong one.
But here no one cares.

Anyone having the same problem? If so... what do you do? Just give in again, have no false pride (is it false?).

Speak German II

Well, after part I naturally follows part II now, right?

Some more weird stuff. About 60% of German people - they state in the book - don´t speak English.
Ok. Define German. Many, many of the kids of the "guest workers" in the third generation don´t speak proper German, let alone English, yet they are born here and hence are German.
Add up my parent´s generation - it was WW II. They were stuck in the bunker, not learning much at all.
They say of the 40% who state they speak proper English, many obviously exaggerated.

There are... hmmm. pretended English words we "create", like Twen for people in their twenties.

Funny also... how people from US and GB get a flat so differently!
Guess I´d understand the right thing each time (tyre/condo), but I never thought of it. Or do both use both? I think so, huh?

This book teaches me also that not everything we adapted is totally stupid but some come with a history - what a relief! ;-)

The US Army had walkie-talkies, right? After 1945 they had smaller ones, not so heavy and they called them handy-talkies - this is why we call our cell-/ or mobile-phones "Handy".
I mentioned this before and just shook my head about us saying Smoking for tuxedo.
In GB the English Man wore a smoking-jackett when going to the smoking room. And this is why we still say Smoking for tuxedo .
So if you use a dictionary in "reverse" and give the German Smoking, you get the translation dinner-suit, -jacket, or tuxedo.

How easy it is to "Get Lost In Translation", huh? ;-)

What do you think?

No More Cheese

The last time doing laundry revealed: We´re sick of my cheap washing machine.
We have a Mielebär, hence we should own a Miele, right?!
So... we took Mielebär with us when we went to the city :-)
Sadly the store we went to didn´t sell washing machines but kitchen-stuff only, so we gotta try next time.

But look at this cool Hamster-House I spotted!

I had a bed-closed/wardrobe-table-combination as a kid - a fire-brigade. Sooooo sad there are no pics, it was the coolest thing and so darn practical.

The bed was high up on top, I could do my homework on the drivers´ place unterneath, store my books and all behind me, beside that was place for shirts and all, the rear was the wardrobe, in front you could open the engine hood and there was so much space, I never got it full (go reckon... I was such a poor kid, I had near to no toys ;-)...)
Really wonder why you cannot buy it these days? Just boring ones.

Well. Today is really hot, the best day of the week, they said in the news.
I sit inside and wait for the pain to finally come through.

The bleeding is there as soon as I bend over - won´t do that anymore for two days.

Heck, am I glad Ingo came with me to the oral surgeon today!
I was so glad to see him afterwards I nearly started to cry.
Actually I can say: Apart from the injection nothing did hurt! It was just so freaking loud! And the first time this was done 12 years ago (obviously not well done!!!) it did hurt a lot. Well. It´s over, I got it done!

Yeah. I go and have a root canal treatment in my holidays. How dumb.

Will it hurt? Feels a little numb, that´s all.
And I´m allowed no cheese for two days, bu-huu.

I´m not allowed to run the next 10 days, either. Very sad. Push-bike? Hmmm, let´s see. Just a bit, slowly will be ok, I guess - if the weather stays well.

Holidays... can only get better from now on!