Hallway Painting

I’m getting a freshly-painted hallway for Mother’s Day while the neighbors are getting an eyeful. I was holding my breath there for a minute as he reached for spots and corners, but he never fell and now the light in there is gorgeous!

Martin the Machine

This man is a machine. The past week has been intense. Driving here and there. Cleaning. Carrying boxes. Moving furniture. Painting. Repairing. Handling all the finances and endless paperwork. Digging out clothes and shoes and whatever else the rest of us need to get thru our day. Continue reading

Working Man

Last summer, Martin was hired by an insurance company over here. They were impressed with his banking/accounting education and experience from the United States, but still required him to get officially certified thru the German system.

That usually takes a few years. Continue reading

A Surprise at the Doctor’s Office

Martin surprised me at today’s appointment to see FestBaby. 

I wasn’t expecting him. I was trying to make sense of a German tabloid, and suddenly, there he was in his suit and tie: the only male in the waiting room full of women.

He managed to reschedule his appointments, and showed up just before I was called in for the exam. This time, the doctor could see and measure all the important parts.

To the great disappointment of friends, family, and coworkers, we did NOT find out the gender. We’re staying in the dark until FestBaby arrives. I think a reason Martin showed up today is because he didn’t think I could withstand the temptation if I was by myself.

But we did learn that FestBaby is [very] active and healthy, and developing right on schedule. I wasn’t too worried about things, but to hear the doctor rule out a bunch of the issues *older* moms are prone to face … it was a relief.

A strong heart, adorable feet, a button nose … we’re feeling pretty darn lucky and grateful things are going so well.

Lunch Date

This guy in a suit was loitering outside my office, apparently to “take a beautiful woman out to lunch.”

I offered to go back in to find one for him, but he insisted I come along with him.

 

Birthday Boy

It’s Martin’s birthday!!!!

I took him to dinner to a restaurant that overlooks Stuttgart and the Schlossplatz. We got the tasting menu, which included a Thai coconut soup that rocked our world.

He’s like fine wine, yes?!?

Lunch Date

Martin called my office and told me to look outside the window. He was down at one of the picnic benches, sitting with these roses and lunch.

Visiting the Kaserne

Martin didn’t know that part of his old Bundeswehr installation was turned into a hotel/conference center, but I did, so I surprised him and booked us a weekend visit for our anniversary. This is him looking from our room onto the parade ground where he marched trainees as a drill instructor. Across the way are his old barracks, now abandoned.

There is a museum center dedicated to his former unit here. Lots of great memories and nostalgia.

Teen Martin

Found this photo of my husband while unpacking. He was probably 13 or 14 years old here.

And I’m stating the obvious when I say my oldest is simply his mini-me…

Miss C just genuinely asked, “Did you Photoshop my face on his photo? That’s my face.” I told her it’s one of the best tricks in nature, daughters who look just like their fathers, but are somehow way more adorable.

I can practically hear “Ace of Base” playing in the background of this photo.