Once again, this guy appeared out of nowhere to scrape my windshield, and once again, I participated in some sassy catcalling that may have alluded to him removing his outer layers. But this time, he flung open my door, leaned in to my face, and said something that puts him squarely on Santa‘s naughty list.
Lordy, lordy … look who’s 40!?! Martin completed his fourth decade around the sun today, so we went to the Italian restaurant in our village, where neighborhood friends sent over wine and accolades all night.
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! Continue reading
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
The three older ones each surprised the old man with a cake.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARTIN!
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
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.
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.
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?!?
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.