Popeye eats his spinach.

Apparently the Governor prefers the other "green leaves."

Eating your veggies was never so good .

Nuts

One of the things I do enjoy about living in Germany is that I always feel relatively safe here. Especially in my neighborhood. I feel so safe in my 'hood that I frequently go on walks in the dark, just George and I, and I never feel afraid.
Well, except the one time we were walking in the dark and came across a fox. But knowing that foxes (is the plural foxes or fox)aren't aggressive towards people, unless they're provoked, I wasn't worried about getting attacked or anything. However I was a little worried about how I was going to run (very fast) back to the house without spilling my glass of wine. (Don't ask why I was out walking with wine, it's a long story. But I will say that is completely acceptable behavior here).

I just asked Google about the plural of fox. Apparently both foxes or fox is acceptable. (That answer leads me to believe they don't really know either).

Anyway, I always feel safe here overall. Violent crimes just don't happen here with the frequency that they happen back in the states. Wackos have a difficult time getting their hands on assault weapons b/c of the stringent gun laws.
Maybe there just aren't as many nuts in Germany...I don't know. But when you compare an evening news broadcast from here to one in the states, the differences in crime are striking.
I'd been thinking about all this a lot the last few days, and then yesterday morning the first news item I read, ironically, was this:


Police: German gunman singled out women
The teenaged gunman who killed 15 people in Germany targeted young women on his shooting spree, methodically shooting them in the head, police have said. Most of the victims at gunman Tim Kretschmer's former school were female -- including eight female students and three female teachers.

Granted, things like this are isolated incidents here...but still, it was disheartening. The crazy thing is when this happens in America everyone shakes their heads and says how terrible it is, yet I think we're getting desensitized to a lot of it. That's so messed up.
I still feel very safe in this small town we live in (Geilenkirchen) and safe enough to walk at night by myself.
But sometimes lately I think the whole world is going nuts!!

Blame Willie

It's that time of year again...Daylight Saving time! I know a lot of people gripe about turning the clocks ahead and losing an hour of sleep. Wusses.
If you feel the need to blame someone, blame William Willet. He tirelessly advocated the idea (though he died before it became a law). If it really annoys you, you could just move to Hawaii or Arizona.
Here in the "Olde Country" we don't spring forward until March 29th (b/c we suck). I'm so ready for longer days! Although Sunday evening it felt like it was about 7pm, but in reality it was already 10pm. I can't explain that, it was weird.
Here's a useless piece of information: William Willett is Chris Martin's (lead singer of Coldplay and husband of Gwynnie)great-great Grandfather.

Smells Like Bacon

In a rare occurrence, it's a Saturday night and Kevin is out and I'm at home. But not to worry, he's not out having an awesome time without me, or anything. He's at an awards banquet for his job.
The thought of getting dressed up, making idle chitchat, listening to speeches, and politely clapping didn't appeal to me. Instead I'd rather stay in, watch movies, and take care of some clothes that have been in laundry limbo for the last couple of days.
So George and I had dinner. I made sure to include some crispy bacon with mine. In my opinion bacon goes with everything. I like it that when I cook bacon, the kitchen still smells like it the next day. I think "Yankee Candle" should sell a bacon scented candle. That would be amazing.

I'm in the mood to watch a DVD...probably b/c there isn't jack on any of the 12 channels of fabulous AFN. Imagine that!
After dinner I took George for a walk and it was still light out. When George walks he keeps his nose very,very close to the ground and he walks really fast. How he does this without ever stubbing his nose, I'll never know. It definitely takes some skill.
You know what? This story sucks because I'm totally not paying attention. I put "Moonstruck" in the DVD player, and this movie captivates me. I think I've reached the maximum threshold of boring even myself. I suck, I know...sorry. This entire posting has become a disjointed mess.

I think i'll go find something to deep fry in the new "Fry Daddy", it'll be rad.

Holy Jeans, Batman

I'm in the midst of a jeans crisis....I need some new ones. I've never shopped for jeans in Europe until today. And it sucked! Two of my favorite pairs finally broke down with a little too many holes. Though I have been wearing them, they're so comfortable and broken in. But I realize it's not appropriate to wear them to all public places. And when it's cold my kneecaps get all frozen. Another pair I own appear to be too short for me now. I know I haven't grown any taller so this truly mystifies me. Maybe my opinion in pants length and how long or short they should be has changed. Or maybe I'm just bored with them...I don't really know.

Anyway, back in the states I could go to one of my favorite stores, try on maybe 2 pairs to see what fit best, and walk out of the store happy with new jeans in under 30 minutes. Not here.
The first thing to mess up my shopping excursion was the discrepancy in sizes. Back home I deal with sizes of 2, 4, and sixes. Here it's 34, 36, and 38s. And after trying on (literally) 7 different pairs of jean, I still don't know what the hell size I am here. Plus most of the jeans I tried on appeared to be "crotch huggers" and that just doesn't feel very nice. I don't know who thought that'd be a good style. It's a definite no go on the "crotch huggers." That blows. I think I'll shop on-line for some. That has to be a whole lot easier. Needless to say after that waste of time in the dressing room I was feeling sour about the jeans situation and shopping, etc.

Until...we went to "Blokker." That's a store in Holland that is similar to probably a 'Bed, Bath, And Beyond" I guess. They have some good kitchen stuff there. We bought a deep fryer. Now we're not the type of people who eat disgustingly unhealthy and/or feel the need to deep fry everything (although i did grow up in the south, and I've seen what that can do to you. It's not pretty). However, on occasion we like to throw fish in some "Uncle Buck's Spicy Fish Fry" and fry it up. It is rad! And occasionally we'll make spicy french fries or spicy onion straws.
Basically a Fry Daddy makes everything better! Trust me.

The Good 'Ole Days

more lol celebs!

Kneecap her!

So apparently Tonya Harding can still garner an interview...and apparently she's still trailer trash. It's crazy what you'll come across aimlessly wandering Youtube.

She's mad at President Obama. What she should be mad about is her bangs situation. Sweet Jesus!

And she says she's still getting jobs...who does she work for?!
I'll leave that one alone.