ammogirl

Can you believe we are mid-year ALREADY? It’s almost time to start talking about my birthday again. Almost. This year, I will be on the downhill slide to 40. Oh my god reading that almost made me start hyperventilating, so I crossed it out because it made me feel really good to do so. I am NOT going to be almost 40 this year, I’m NOT. Anyway. My birthday is not until August, if you are wondering, but I fully participate in Birthday Month, so I have to start getting ready now, because Birthday Month is only one month away.

It has been raining for a full week straight now, big sloppy drops of rain. It’s great for the grass and the general green-ness that Germany has to offer…annnddd that’s about it.  I realized after the third day that it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon and started carrying an umbrella with me anytime I go anywhere. I have never used an umbrella on a regular basis; I grew up on the Oregon Coast, remember, where daily rain is pretty much the norm, and umbrellas were not cool. And then I lived in places where it just didn’t rain that much. Here, though, I like to park my car at a distance away from my work, and walk everywhere, because everything is close. So I have grown to be friends with my umbrella…and I have a point here, I’m coming to it now: holding an un…folded? Unfurled? Umbrella is a lot harder than you would think it is! What makes it worse is while in uniform, we are not allowed to carry anything in our right hand, so we can be ready to render a salute at any time. So on quick trips, when I don’t take my entire backpack with me, I find myself carrying in my left hand my wallet, papers, and the handle of an umbrella which is constantly trying to blow away in the wind. Yes, yes…poor me, I know.

Today I attended a lunch bbq for my boss, who just put on the rank of Colonel. There was cake there, two big huge cakes slathered thick with this yummy frosting…it was the best frosting of all the frostings. I cut a corner piece, and then I took the knife and scraped up all the frosting everyone else had left behind, and then I ate it all. The last couple of bites I was feeling sick, but still, I ate it all. It was so good.

Alright you guys, my internet keeps cutting on and off so before I lose this entire post, I’m publishing now and calling it a day. Not literally, I’m not going to bed or anything, it’s not even 7pm. You know what I mean.

Happy Friday!

Tschuss!!