Monday, June 29, 2009
Dye Job? More Like Die Job...
Here in Germany, there's no such thing as soft red undertones, it's a shocking purplish-red. Afraid of looking like I soaked my head in an oak barrel of Zinfandel, I opted for just plain brown. The word is even the same sound in English and in German so one couldn't claim "lost in translation." Somehow my hair ended up nearly black. Each time I went back I explained I would like it a softer, warmer brown. No darker than milk chocolate. Each time I went home looking like I've just rubbed black shoe polish all over my head.
Finally, I decided that perhaps if I got highlights over the nearly black hair, it would soften the look. Nope, I looked like a zebra. No soft highlights, only white stripes. After multiple trips, the result of repeated black base and white highlights, I looked like I had a head of gray hair...the VERY THING I was trying to cover up in the first place. Ugh!
When we moved last December from one part of town to another, I took that as an opportunity to "break-up" with my hairdresser. I found a new one in my new neighborhood. Fingers crossed, I enter the salon. They apparently speak EVEN LESS English than the last place. After 3 hours and 4 people working on me, I was somewhat satisfied with the result: brown hair with more natural looking highlights. The problem? This cost me 160 euros!! I did not realize that prior to getting the work done. OUCH! The zebra effect at the old salon only set me back about 60 euros.
So today, I go back to the salon (yes, the super expensive one) and decide to go for just brown. I figured opting out of the additional highlights would save me some serious euros. Besides, they had come pretty close to brown last time. I had hope. I spoke with the stylist about what I wanted, I even showed her an example in the sample book. What did I end up with? Black-brown shoe polish head again. Silly me for having hope. Fortunately (??) this only set me back 113 Euros this time.
I wonder what I would look like if I went the next 5 months until we move home without getting my hair colored? Should I go for it? I think I might be mortified by how much gray I really have.
So add that to my list from yesterday (things I'm looking forward to having upon repatriating): a good hair salon that can get my hair color right...or, at the very least, a shade found in nature.
PS - I know you are all wishing I would post a picture so you could see the shoe polish head for yourself....including the stains from the hair color on my forward all along the hair line where they didn't do a good job of "coloring within the lines." Ha! I've got to wash my hair and scrub at my skin about 20 times between now and when we get home to Michigan on Friday. I have a wedding to attend on Saturday.
PPS - Now I know why hairstylist is the worst paying job in Germany.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
For the Love of God, A Little AC Please!
(1) Air conditioning - though it's not often needed here, today is one of those days. It's not really all that hot but the humidity is off the charts. What I wouldn't give to be able to switch on the AC just long enough to cut some of the humidity. I was trying to blow dry my hair this afternoon (normally I wouldn't have bothered but we were having dinner with friends and I wanted to try to look nice) and my head was sweating faster than the hairdryer was drying. Yeah, I know, so gross. As I'm typing my arms are stuck to the kitchen table. They make a very audible sticking sound when I lift them up.
(2) US sized washer and dryer - It takes me three loads of laundry to wash the sheets and blankets from Carter's bed. 1 load for the mattress pad, 1 load for the cotton blanket, and one load for the sheets -- and it's only a twin sized bed. And don't even get me started on the dryer...over 4.5 hours to dry those 3 loads. Plus, the dryer doesn't vent to the outside like at home, it collects the water in a plastic bin that needs to be emptied after each load. This just adds to the ridiculous humidity already.
(3) Ben going to a proper barber for haircuts - Since we've moved to Germany, I have had the "pleasure" of cutting Ben's hair. It's nothing against Ben, his hair, or the hair cutting profession, but I hate that job. Even though I have been doing this for 2 years, I am still so nervous when I do it. The pressure is just too much. I am so scared that I am going to give him a hideous haircut for which the only cure is a full on buzz cut.
Of course, there are dozens of things that we will miss desperately once we repatriate, but that's for another day/posting. In other news, our garden is coming along nicely as you can see from the picture of our butter lettuce. We will be enjoying that in a salad this week. Our sugar snap peas are ridiculously tall and I imagine that they will be ready for feasting on when we return from our trip to the US. Now, you loyal readers may be wondering about the slug situation. The slug poison has worked wonders and now I never see any slugs at the front of the house. In fact my basil plant is starting to grow back. Occasionally I will find a slug or two in the back garden but usually just in the yard waste/compost pile. I have purchased another box of slug poison to sprinkle around the plants just for good measure.
OK, off to the wet sauna that we call a laundry room to fold some more laundry.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Saturday Sweets #1
I stumbled across a recipe for Blueberry Cobbler in an old Real Simple magazine and so this week instead of a "Sunday Supper" posting, you are getting a "Saturday Sweets."
Blueberry Cobbler
2 pints blueberries
1/3 cup plus 1/4 cup granulated sugar
1 1/2 cups plus 1 tablespoon all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/4 teaspoon kosher salt
1 teaspoon grated lemon zest
6 tablespoons cold unsalted butter, cut into pieces
2 cups heavy cream
Heat oven to 375° F. In a shallow 1 1/2-quart baking dish or a 9-inch deep-dish pie plate, toss the blueberries, 1/3 cup sugar, and 1 tablespoon flour.
In a medium bowl, combine the baking powder, salt, lemon zest, and the remaining flour and sugar.
Add the butter and blend with your fingers or 2 knives until coarse crumbs form. Add 3/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons cream and mix until a shaggy dough forms.
Drop mounds of dough over the blueberry mixture. Bake until the berries are bubbling and the top is golden, 35 to 40 minutes. Serve with the remaining cream for drizzling, if desired.
Serves 6.
The yummy blueberries all sugared up & waiting for their doughy blanket.
Here's my finished cobbler. Doesn't quite look like the picture that came with the recipe, but the blueberry juices oozing out the sides look pretty good to me.
Friday, June 26, 2009
A Couple of Carter Stories
Tonight, I do have a couple of humorous Carter stories to share.
This morning during breakfast I was reading the news on my computer. Of course the big story was Michael Jackson's passing. Included with the story was a picture. Carter looked over my shoulder and said, "Mommy, that's a scary looking lady." Oh boy, isn't it ever!
When I picked up Carter from school today, one of his teachers (Melanie) told me that Carter invited her home with him to sleep in his bed with him under the covers. OK, so I just learned some things about my son: he's not afraid to ask a girl out and he likes older women. Then this evening as I'm putting Carter to bed, he tells me that when Melanie comes over to sleep with him, I am not allowed to be in the room. Hmmm...I'm not ready for this stuff, yet.
Carter has been much more aware of his dreams lately. Maybe they've only just started or maybe this is just the age that kids become aware of them, I'm not sure. Of course, along with dreams come nightmares. A common one for Carter is a growling sheep outside his window (tricky since it's the second floor, but that doesn't seem to matter). It's hard for me not to laugh when he tells me about the scary dreams. Does that make me a bad mother? What is so cute is that he calls dreams "movies in his eyes."
Lately, I've been reading a lot of Berenstain Bears books to Carter at bedtime. I've been OK with that as I think they are good books that teach a lesson (manners, healthy eating habits, the golden rule, telling the truth, etc). But tonight, I finally had to put my foot down. Carter wanted me to read the same three books that I have read to him every night this week: The Berenstain Bears and Too Much Junk Food, The Berenstain Bears Get the Gimmies, and The Berenstain Bears and the Bedtime Battles. These are long books and he knows them so well now that he notices if I try to skip a sentence. The kid just won't let me get a break!
Well, I'm off to bed myself. It amazes me how this family gets to bed earlier on Friday than any other day of the week.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Sunday Supper #4
1 can (14-1/2 oz.) diced tomatoes, undrained
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 pkg. (6 oz.) STOVE TOP Stuffing Mix for Chicken
1/2 cup water
1-1/2 lb. boneless skinless chicken breasts, cut into bite-sized pieces
1 tsp. dried basil leaves
1 cup KRAFT Shredded Mozzarella Cheese
Preheat oven to 400°F. Place tomatoes with liquid in medium bowl. Add garlic, stuffing mix and water; stir just until stuffing mix is moistened. Set aside.
Place chicken in 13x9-inch baking dish; sprinkle with basil and cheese. Top with stuffing mixture.
Bake 30 min. or until chicken is cooked through.
Feel Your Boobies
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Michigan Christmas
Am I excited? Absolutely! I am looking forward to being closer to family and reconnecting with friends. I am looking forward to buying a house and making it our home. But it's also a bit bittersweet. With roughly 10 remaining vacation days unplanned, how should we use them? Geneva? Budapest? Vienna? Scotland? Ireland? Heck, we haven't even made it to Berlin, yet. Which items do I want to purchase as "souvenirs?" as reminders of our time in Cologne?
Two years ago to the day, I was on a plane to Germany. Our house in Northville was totally packed up and we had temporarily moved into my parent's basement. It was Father's Day and I was leaving Ben and Carter behind once again for my final business trip to Germany prior to making the official move. I can't believe how quickly the time has passed.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Bodensee & Neuschwanstein
During the drive to the Bodensee, we drove through some fantastic farm land. Apple orchards, cherry trees, asparagus, strawberries, and a mystery crop. This was a vine like thing that had a really intricate support structure for it to grow on. After finally asking, we learned that these were hop plants and, upon further research, I have discovered that southern Germany is the leading producer of hops in the world (the Pacific Northwest is the 2nd, in case you were wondering). This picture below is just a small patch. Imagine acres and acres of this -- it's really amazing to see.
In Lindau, a city/island on the Bodensee, they were preparing for their annual yacht race. We had so much fun just watching the boats arrive by trailer and then get assembled on the spot. A crane had obviously been contracted to move the sailboats around. It was so amazing to see these 40-50 ft yachts dangling from the crane and then lifted into the water. We spent most of Thursday just watching the activities and the preparation. There was an "Oompa" (or polka) band playing and Carter insisted on stopping to watch for about 30 minutes. This gave Ben a chance to sample some of the beer.
Next to Ravensburger Spieleland was another "tourist attraction" called Minimundus. This is a nicely landscaped park with miniature sized replicas of some of the world's most impressive buildings. They claim you can see the whole world in one day! We originally thought this would be more interesting for me and Ben and not so much for Carter but it turned out that Carter loved this place. I think it was that he was bigger than everything. There were over 80 different replicas. You can find all of the pictures from Minimundus by clicking here.
On Saturday morning we drove about 2 hours from the Bodensee area to Schwangau, which calls itself the town of King's castles. This is on the edge of the Alps and absolutely beautiful. The first of the two castles was Hohenschwangau. This was King Ludwig's childhood home. The view from the castle was so breathtaking. It looked out over the Alpensee and had the Alps in the background. King Ludwig decided to build a castle across the way, a place he called Neuschwanstein. The king was borrowed ridiculous sums of money to build 5 different castles. Not surprisingly, he was declared crazy and unfit to rule. King Ludwig died under mysterious circumstances before the castle was finished, however, the rooms that were finished were extraordinarily ornate. I was so disappointed because we weren't allowed to take any pictures inside of either of the castles.
Hohenschwangau Castle
Neuschwanstein Castle
Following the castle tours and a nice hike through the woods back down to the valley, we went to the Tegelbergbahn which is a huge cable car that takes you to the top of the Tegelberg peak. Unfortunately the line for tickets moved so slowly that we missed the last cable car. BUT!! the summer luge run was still open. The picture below is of Ben and Carter crossing the "finish line." This was by far the highlight of the weekend for Carter.
We have to admit that we have been so lucky with the weather for each of our vacations. We certainly can't complain if the weather is a little gray and rainy in Cologne this summer because we've had incredible weather when it counted. We have just over two weeks (hopefully quiet and restful) at home in Leverkusen before our trip home to the States the first week of July.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
Sunday Supper #3
4 – 28 oz cans tomato sauce
1 – 18 oz can tomato paste
2 T olive oil
1 large onion, chopped
1 c. dried parsley
½ t. dried oregano
2 t. crushed garlic
salt & pepper to taste
Cook the meat with onion until it is brown. Drain the fat. Add all the ingredients to a large pot. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer 1 ½ hours, stirring often.
Makes about 5 quarts. Great for freezing.
Lazy Lasagna
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Scandanavian Cruise Part 1 - The Boat
The State Room -- We ended up with the perfect room for us. It was right at the very back of the ship with a balcony that looked out over the ship's wake. We spent a lot of time out there...looking for other boats, watching seagulls (or eagles as Carter calls them), or being impressed at the captain's "parking job."
The second family was actually three generations: grandparents (Lee and Joann) and grandson (Hunter) from northern Louisiana and the daughter/aunt (Amy) from Texas. Lee had the most impressive handle-bar mustache. His wife, Joann, is a gun-toting, traveling nurse. Their daughter, Amy, is a 45 year old breast cancer survivor. She was diagnosed with inflammatory breast cancer at the age of 37. Fortunately she has been in remission for the last 4 years. Carter immediately fell in love with "Miss Amy." He was broken hearted the nights she didn't come to dinner in the main restaurant. Amy was just too sweet to Carter. She read him books at dinner, bought him some cars at a flea market in Helsinki, and two small Legos in Copenhagen. I think that Carter would have happily ditched us and gone home with Amy.
The third family that we befriended on the cruise was a family of three from Edinburgh, Scotland. The daughter, Kate, quickly became Carter's best friend at the Fun Factory and as a result we got to know the parents (Scott and Pauline) quite well. Carter and Kate were nearly the only two young children on the entire boat and Scott and Pauline were one of the only other couples under the age of 50. As Scott said, it's not the quantity but the quality. We enjoyed having cocktails together after dinner in one of the lounges while the kids played together in the Fun Factory. We are hoping to visit them in Scotland before we need to move home to the US. Pictured below are Kate and Carter (she's standing and he's sitting in a chair...that's why he looks so much shorter).
Another group worth mentioning were all the Jewish ladies on our St. Petersburg Jewish Highlights tour. These were all New York Jews currently living in the Miami / West Palm area and they were professional cruisers. At first you could tell they were quite upset to have to share a tour with a 3 year old but by the end, Carter had them wrapped around his little finger. We were actually thanked by one woman for bringing Carter along on the tour. Another woman said, "Oy, my granddaughter would be perfect for him." And a third woman told us to have more children. The part that cracked me up the most was when one of them admitted to going to the Jewish services on the ship in order to find a fourth for Mahjong.The Fun Factory -- This is essentially an on-board club for kids. In other words, free babysitting. They had scheduled activities every day, all day long. On port days, Carter would only go to the fun factory after dinner. On sea days, we would pick the activities in which Carter would be interested and then plan our day around them. Generally there were a lot of craft type activities and Carter would just play with his cars or Legos by himself while the other kids did the crafts. The two best activities were the Family Bingo and the Family Scavenger hunt. Of course the parents were far more competitive than the kids.
Part 2 - Ports of Call will be coming tomorrow.