I am not much of a cooker. That's why A and I are so perfect together, because he loves to cook... In fact one of the first things I told my mom about A was, 'I hit the jackpot... he cooks.' It's not that I can't cook, I actually enjoy cooking very much, it's just... Continue Reading →
The Martinsens were a nice couple, I imagine. They've traveled quite a lot and have been all over the place, at least according to all the framed pics and some of the artwork that we took off the walls.One of the Martinsens was a musical genius, or at least somewhat good and loved the violin... Continue Reading →
First impressions, first expressions
We got the basics fairly quick, takk and vær så snill, unnskyld meg. Nonetheless we are far from having a normal conversation with a native. A and I still are playing the 'I'm an American, therefore I speak English' card, which so far didn't exactly put us in good standing with the natives but at least they... Continue Reading →
I’m a country-man alright.
Monday, August 8th6 a.m., A and I just finished breakfast and are headed down to Pennsylvania, 12 hours of a car ride. The goal: to get to A's brother asap to crash on his couch.To be honest I barely remember what we talked about that night and what we have done, I just remember children... Continue Reading →
The headache, the back-pain and the vacation.
By the end of July A and I both were so burnt out, we were suffering severe headaches and back-pains and just being super whiney about everything. Needless to say we couldn't wait to get down to Georgia. Granted, a 12-hour car ride didn't exactly appeal to us, but knowing that we were heading south... Continue Reading →
A thank-you note
Thank you everybody. No, seriously, thank you everybody. Neither A nor I can express how thankful we are for all of you, who supported us, thank you for being there for us. Mentally, physically, daily and always. Thank you for your open and caring hearts. Thank you for believing in us. Thank you for your... Continue Reading →
The things couples don’t talk about…
Yes, we finally made it. We don’t have to say goodbye anymore. We don’t have to miss each other anymore and fights can finally take place without any skype delays. Lucky us. No one ever told me that insomnia is contagious or that my sleeping preferences might differ from A’s. No one ever bothered to... Continue Reading →
The really really ridiculously good looking Mars-bars-super-hero.
When it comes down to it A and I are still just a bird and a fish - but every good story needs a super hero. Neither A nor I possess any super hero traits or powers unless being OCD or the ability to eat a gallon of ice cream in one sitting counts as... Continue Reading →
The heartbreaking silence…
When you were married for several decades, there is most likely not a single day you remember being without the other person. You also don't remember all the fights about the most ridiculous things but you remember the big days, the big nights, the happiness. But what if one day you wake up and it's... Continue Reading →
The good, the bad and the extra income.
I do not own a lot. I own a few but valuable books, some pictures and photographs that I created and took, some school records... I have to admit though I do own many DVDs and yes, VHS, tons of CDs and yes, some cassettes. I own a dresser, a sofa, a bookshelf and a... Continue Reading →
Only an email
When I sat down in my seat in a tiny airplane on my way to EWR, my heart stopped for a second. All the memories of the US customs came rushing back to me. The mean custom officers - usually frustrated males - with their dark uniforms, with their shiny badges, their tired eyes and... Continue Reading →
I dare you to say goodbye.
We finally made it. We finally got here. We're finally moving in together. We're finally packing our things, finally throwing the last few bits and pieces into our suitcases and finally driving off to the airport... But hold on a second there. We've been anticipating this moment for - dare I to say it? -... Continue Reading →
The plot: Martin Brody is the new police chief of Amity, an island resort town somewhere in New England. He has a wife named Ellen, and two sons named Michael and Sean. On a Summer morning, Brody is called to the beach, where the mangled body of Summer vacationer Chrissie Watkins has washed ashore. Shark... Continue Reading →
If I would have to compare our relationship, I'd say it's a lot like a milk carton sitting in your fridge for weeks and weeks... but in the best possible way.Soooo, why would anyone in a happy and functioning relationship ever compare their bonding to something so gross?See, when milk spoils it doesn't get worse. It's spoiled, you... Continue Reading →
…the best of both worlds.
A Chinese tale tells the story of two lovers who were never able to be together. They are called night and day. In the magic hours of dusk and dawn they touch lightly and meet almost, but it never really happens. If you listen carefully, they say, you would be able to hear their groaning and see the sky redden by their rage. The tale says that the gods were kind enough to grant them a moment of happiness from time to time and therefore would have created solar and lunar eclipse, in which they could love each other. It was about 4.30 am and I was sitting in the yet still cold sand and gazing into... Continue Reading →
The book of love – volume 1.
As I read through my very own copy of the book of love yesterday, I couldn't help it and started to sing Peter Gabriel's version of this song. The book of love is long and boring, no one can lift the damn thing. It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing... Continue Reading →
The last piece
I love games. I play all kinds of games. Quest-games, board games, card games but more than games I love puzzles, they calm me down, they train my patience and they make me incredibly happy. Mainly because I can see the results in basically no time (not counting the 5 days between the unwrapping the... Continue Reading →
The waverunner incident.
Every relationship goes through ups and downs. They are part of what makes your relationship unique, not the existence of those ups and downs but how you and your significant other deal with those problems. In most cases they are not even about your relationship. A and I have been together for a bit longer... Continue Reading →
…till death do us part.
This story is not about A and me (for a change), it's not about some kind of zoo or sweets, it's not about the prince in his shining armor. This story is about my grandparents. Dedicated to my parents and everyone who was lucky enough to love someone with all their heart and in return... Continue Reading →
…wrestling with alligators in Okefenokee.
A 14-hour-car-ride just to see some alligators? Yes, we actually did do that. But let's back up a little bit. No, we didn't drive all the way to Georgia just to see some alligators (although that seems like something A and I would do...). We actually were invited by A's dad to come and visit... Continue Reading →
The 3-legged dog
It’s pitiful to watch a 3-legged dog, you want to look away but you can’t. Whatever he does, it always leaves a bittersweet note. For instance, watch a 3-legged dog trying to swim. You want to tell him to quit trying; you can see how much he suffers but he keeps going. You want to... Continue Reading →
Saying goodbye never comes easy.
This will be a short one. We have a little over 48 hours left together before my flight leaves back to Austria, sadness kicked in a few days ago and although I try to remain strong, it's difficult and it gets to me, when ever I look at A. In the last month he's done... Continue Reading →
I heart NY?!
A was in NYC for business, I just tagged along for the fun. We left Philadelphia on Monday afternoon and planned on having a nice dinner in NYC and crash early since A had to get up super early the next morning for his business-thingi. After getting settled in the hotel, we decided to go... Continue Reading →
Valentine’s ain’t over.
I understand that November until March can be a pretty miserable time. I for my part have to get up before the sun rises and get home after the sun sets (I can imagine that you too have to go through that). And it's depressing, no doubt about that. Although there is no evidence, I... Continue Reading →
…at the zoo.
A zoo is a wonderful place for little children. Not only do they get to see animals that otherwise they would only see on TV but they also get hands-on experience with their fellow-zoo-goers. Sometimes I wonder if the actual animal is really behind the electrical fence/glass or in front of it. The masses of... Continue Reading →
Save the date.
5 years ago I was still in school, I had no clue which way I wanted to go with my career, no idea what my strengths and my weaknesses were. I had my outline written though, I knew that I wanted to do good for this world. That I wanted to contribute to a better... Continue Reading →
…chocolate covered strawberries.
If you'd ask me to describe my relationship with A, I'd say we are like a chocolate covered strawberry. Chocolate = awesome (A) Strawberries = delicious (me) Chocolate + strawberries = awesome delight (A & me) The thing about them is though, that it takes patience to make them. It takes a good eye to... Continue Reading →
In August 2009 we went to the airport together for the very first time (one of many we later had to learn). Our very first goodbye. Our first being apart and trying to pull through an hour, a day, a week, a month... several months. A became my hero, he comforted me, he told me everything... Continue Reading →
…the mature thing to do.
If I'd get to spend the rest of my life looking at you and writing notes on a napkin even though we could actually talk to each other, I'd be the luckiest girl on earth. That's what I wrote on a napkin only about a month after we had first met. I meant every word... Continue Reading →
…listen, don’t talk to me like that in Atlantic City.
In February 2009 A and I were snowed in. The snow was so high, we couldn't even get out of the front door and it seemed like it was never going to stop snowing... EVER. So all we could do, was sit at home, play games, surf the web and of course watch TV. I... Continue Reading →
…the beach in the living room.
Feb 2009, weather forecast: snow. snow. snow. It was about 4 days before my departure back to Vienna. The weather situation has been bad the entire month of Febuary. We even were snowed in for a few days. Let me tell you, that's no fun if you have no food at the house and the... Continue Reading →
…going the distance.
Pennsylvania and Virginia are actually pretty close. Ever since A and I started dating my understanding of something "being close" has changed a lot though. For instance, I live pretty close to my neighbour but I am way closer to A (even with an ocean between us). From where I lived in Virginia and from... Continue Reading →
…constructing wings for a fish.
About a couple weeks after we first met we had our first date. We started planning it right after we became facebook friends. A even created a private event and invited me. If you were curious to know how we evolved as a couple and how we got involved into each other's lives, you would... Continue Reading →
…you’re my Nutella.
One day, when my children will ask, I will tell them, that I met A on a funny little invention called facebook. It made little stalkers out of everyone of us and anyone saying, that they do not stalk other people, would be lying. That simple. Facebook = stalking for beginners. Only good thing about... Continue Reading →
…with an elephant in a room?
Distance is like a third person in your relationship. It's like a mind of it's own always talking, always putting doubtlets in your mind that increase to doubts that turn into problems, arguments, fights, breakups and so on. You seldomly hear the good side of it... Because there is none. The facts about distance: -... Continue Reading →
A fish may love a bird and they would live in Paris. Paris is wonderful. It is not only the city of lights but furthermore just a great memory of yet another new year with my beloved A. We went to Paris on Jan 1st and stayed til Jan 5th at Hotel Kensington, right across... Continue Reading →
This is why.
I love my boyfriend. He is the greatest thing that ever happened to me. He's generous, charming, caring, funny and very loving. He's successful (also in annoying me) and he has a great list of things he wants to achieve before he turns 40, 50, 60, 70 and so on. (I will refer to him... Continue Reading →