Sep 8, 2010

Designer Kitchen

Making cookies in my teenie-tiny, essentially counterless kitchen makes me daydream about the GIGANTIC kitchen my husband owes me someday.  After following him around all over the world and cooking out of essentially non-existent kitchens, we have an agreement that when we buy a home it will basically consist of a giant kitchen, with a relatively decent sized bathroom...the rest of the house I couldn't care less about!  I don't care if it even has a living room at all....throw a reclining chair and a tv in the kitchen and you basically have the perfect room!  Afterall, when you have a get together where do all the people end up?  In the kitchen!  So you may as well make it HUGE and comfortable! 

My current kitchen, basically no counterspace at all and limited cabinet space.  I joke with Andrew that when I have a big pregnant belly we won't both fit in there.
Kitchen before we were here, better than our current kitchen, but trust me that kitchen looks MUCH bigger in that picture than it actually was...Andrew and I could barely be in there at the same time!


I don't have any pictures of our first kitchen but it was also small.  Definitely the best of the 3 in terms of cabinet/pantry and counterspace ratio but it certainly was NOT great!  I find myself missing that tiny little Wind Ct. kitchen these days....which tells you just how bad off I really am!

Just a few reasons why American kitchens SIGNIFICANTLY out rank German ones.

#1 - Limited cabinet space.  We had to buy this little doodad and it is packed tight, full of items that didn't fit anywhere not to mention the lot of items that are in the laundry room/storage room downstairs!
#2 - No counterspace!  Really I have zero counterspace in this kitchen.

#3 - Tiny refridgerators!  See that middle compartment that is standing up?  That is a standard German fridge, in America we call that a beer fridge and we outgrow it when we leave college!  In the above picture you can see that the Government lent us an American sized fridge, fortunately.  Which leads me to point....

#4 - No pantry!  I use that tiny dorm fridge as our pantry now....how ridiculous is that???

#5 - Tiny Ovens!  None of my sheet pans fit and it makes me soooooo sad b/c I think my Williams-Sonoma sheet pans make the BEST cookies of all time and sadly they are in a box in the garage :(

 #6 - No closet to store the plethora of recycling bins you need to sort your trash.

#7 - The ridiculously small German sinks that are one sided.  I think it may be the dumbest thing ever!  It is so hard to handwash dishes with only one side available, so difficult and needless!

Aug 29, 2010

Dependents....

A dependent.  That is what the Army calls me.  I have never liked that term, in fact I hate it!  I find the term degrading and considering what Army wives handle and overcome on a daily basis I think the term is by no means an accurate description.  Family member would be a much more appropriate and less condecending way to refer to me as a beneficiary.

The Army has come a long way in its acceptance of 'dependents.'  The old adage, "if the Army wanted you to have a wife they would have issued one," no longer rings true and now they have many programs such as the Army Family Covenant that are designed to ensure that family members are guaranteed a certain level of mutual support from the Department of the Army.  Millions and millions of dollars each year are spent to ensure that Army families are taken care of.  As a whole I am incredibly grateful for the strides that have been made to support, assist and guide the Army spouse during this incredibly intense wartime Army.  Programs such as MWR (Morale,Welfare, and Recreation), ACS (Army Community Services), MFLC (Military Family Life Consultants), and additional Chaplain services are all created and funded to include supporting the Army family.  There are many, many great benefits that a military famiy has the opportunity to take advantage of, the list could seriously go on and on but for expediancy sake just trust me.

All of these programs are great and as I have already stated onn a personal level I am grateful.  At a "Pre-Deployment" briefing the other night a CYSS (Child and Youth Services, I don't know what the last S is for) representative came to speak to us and detail the additional benefits that family members receive while their Soldier is deployed.  On a whole, it was a nice, informative briefing.  The representative said one thing however, that I just whole heartedly do not agree with and hearing people say such a thing just irks me to no avail!  She was mentioning how important it is to have your children registered with CYSS, even if you don't intend to use it, so that in the case of an emergency they would have the possibility to help out.  She then went on to say that if you aren't registered however and need assistance during an emergency that the responsibility falls back on to the unit to take care of children during an emergency if the parent is unable to.  I wanted to stand up in the middle of the meeting and shout, "NO!  It is not the unit's responsibility to watch your children, it is the unit's responsibility to adequately prepare the Soldier's for their mission, it is the parent's responsiblity to take care of their OWN children!" 

Over the last few years of FRG (family readiness group) volunteering, I have seen plenty of self-reliant, capable families.  I have however, seen many of the opposite as well.  The role of the FRG is to provide resources, information, and to serve as an organization to support and encourage self reliance and prepardeness.  I honestly believe that is the point of every service the Army has created, to develop self reliant, self sufficient families so that while Soldiers are training or down range they don't have to worry about their families on the homefront.  The premise is simple, if families are taken care of, service members can focus on the mission at hand.  All of these well intended programs however, have consequently reduced the readiness of some families and instead of creating self-sufficient, capable families they have created needy, helpless families that rely on the Army to take care of their EVERY need!  Seriously, I hear countless stories of families EXPECTING the Army to take care of them and their families every need; from childcare to rides to spouses Doctor's appointments.  What other job in the world would you expect your spouses employer to give you a ride to your Doctor's appointment?  What job in the world would send personnel to somebody's house to watch their kids so they can do laundry?  Some people actually expect that it is the Army's job to give them rides, watch their kids, fill out their paperwork and clean their houses.  This crazy sense of entitlement and the Army's reluctance to say, "no" has created a segment of Army spouses that are no longer the strong empowered, self-reliant Army spouses that I have known to grow and love but rather the needy, helpless, Army spouse that gives reason for the continued usage of the term, "dependent."


I wrote the previous post several days ago and for some reason it didn't publish.  After having an individual suggest that I was not compassionate because of my beliefs on this issue, I feel the need for an addendum to this post.....

On a personal note I have immense compassion for Army families that are going through difficult times or the young Army family that are 18 or 19 years old, just married with kids, who are trying to adjust to being an adult, being married and being a parent and simultaneously are tackling the crazy Army life.  As an individual I LOVE to help out, mentor and engage with Army families that need guidance, love or support.  My point is that, as an individual, a friend, a fellow Army spouse I am willing to do things for people that as an agent of the unit or FRG I feel goes WAY beyond any obligation the unit owes the family members.  The Army and the unit have an obligation to the families to adequately train and prepare their loved ones for combat.  They also have an obligation to provide accurate information to the families regarding training events, time away, days off, etc.  The unit does NOT however, have an obligation to watch your children so you can do laundry, shop for groceries, clean your house or take a nap!  Call me compassionless, I call it the truth!

Aug 15, 2010

It's a GIRL!

I wanted a fun way to tell our families about the sex of the baby and I particularly wanted some cool way to tell my super fun neices and nephew whether they could expect a boy cousin or a little girl cousin. So I decdied to make scratch-off tickets and mail them to our families before our anatomy scan appointment. When we finally found out what we were having, we called our families and told them which circle to scratch to reveal the sex of the baby. I bought scratch off stickers, printed the cards and then placed the stickers over the words, "boy" and "girl" to make a scratch off ticket.

Jul 8, 2010

Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum-FIFA

Soccer!  I don't like it, I don't understand and if I am being perfectly honest (and really why wouldn't I be, it is MY blog after all) I equate it to an elementary game of keep away chartered by all the "cool" kids who used to sit around outside the bandhall passing time by playing hacky-sack.  But that is probably an insult to both the game of keep away and hacky sack, both of which I secretly enjoy (and to continue with the honesty thing, I was in the band too).

For the past month I have been stuck in soccer mania, aka....Europe during the World Cup!  For those of you who haven't been following the World Cup (and really I wouldn't know this stuff if I wasn't stuck LIVING amidst the soccer feens) Germany made it to the final four.  Which really calling it the "final four" would be just too cool of terminology for soccer, I belive they call it the "semi-finals"....LAME!  I never watched a single game of the World Cup, a fact in which I am quite proud, but I ALWAYS knew what was going on based on what flags were being waved around my neighborhood, the amount of horn honking, and the triumphant tune of vuvuzela's.  (Vuvuzelas being the obnoxious horns that the soccer fans blow during the ENTIRE game, because yelling for your team enthusiastically isn't enough for soccer fans apparently) 


I have been in Germany for 5 months now (WOW 5 months!) and had yet to see a single German flag flying outside of houses until the World Cup rolls around and suddenly there are red, black and yellow flags EVERYWHERE....on cars, hanging outside every window, on light poles, on tents, they are seriously everywhere!  The majority of German cars even had little sideview mirror covers that looked like little German flags!  It is crazy!

Sadly, Germany lost in the 'semi-finals' last night and thus ends their World Cup dream dashing the hopes and dreams of millions of optimistic Germans.  Although the mood in Germany is somber today, there is one little girl discreetly celebrating that this World Cup mania is finally drawing to an end and the baritone sound of vuvuzelas along with the cold, uncomfortable stares from strangers as I walk the dog while they watch the game under their giant party tents can finally cease!

Jul 2, 2010

So as it turns out I am a very bad blogger!  This is me trying to jump back on the blogging bandwagon...

Andrew and I visited Scotland for 10 days, where we met Andrew's family and toured the exceptionally beautiful country of Scotland.  That is another post for another day though.


This post is an update about my new found love and slight addiction to grapefruits!  I have always enjoyed a plump, fresh, juicy grapefruit for breakfast every now and again, but recently its all I want every morning!  Aside from grapefruit, I have always liked most all fruit (minus apples and pears, their texture..yuck!) but since being pregnant I have found the new, healthy habit of caring fruit around with me in my purse for whenever I need a snack.  At the top of my favorite snack fruit list are oranges and nectarines...YUM!  I seriously can not believe how much I crave fruit, this has never happened before.  Up until about a week ago the thought of chocolate, ice cream or other sweet things that were not either fruity or gummy (not to be confused with fruit gum as I hate chewing gum) totally repulsed me.  I still prefer a good Starburst, fruit by the foot, or Fruit Gushers over a candy bar, but the slight gagging sensation whenever I see a KitKat or Snickers bar has seemingly diminshed over the past week.  Hopefully I have reached the 'good' part of the 2nd trimester that I hear so much about.

Since finding out I was pregnant, I have lost 17lbs which my Doctor was none too excited about yesterday at my appointment.  When they weighed me yesterday, I could hear the sound of screeching tires and the Doctors and nurses blood pressure rising as they double and triple verified my weight.  I went into the appointment knowing that I was going to get yelled at about my weight, in fact I called my Mom freaking out about it after weighing myself on the Wii 3 days ago.  Of course my Mom tells me to get to eating, this coming from a lady who ended up not gaining ANY weight with her first born.  I think I come from a family who just loses weight while pregnant, my sister Amy lost 20lbs with her first before starting to gain any weight!  I just seem to be following right in their footsteps.

Of course at my appointment yesterday, which pretty much revolved around my weight, minus the brief break in weight discourse to listen to my little ones heartbeat, the Doctor told me since I have finally started feeling better I should expect to gain 25lbs from my start weight.  I do the math in my head and ask, "So you want me to gain 42lbs by December???!!!!"  And my Doctory quite calmly looks at me and says, "No, I want you to gain 42lbs by December 16th!"  How kind of you to give me those extra 2 weeks! 

Can anybody please explain to me why, if normally they want you to gain 25lbs while pregnant, if you lose weight they want you to gain back to your original weight before gaining the 25 pounds?  It just does not make any sense to me.  Either way, I am on an all-you-can-eat diet so I can start chipping away at those 42 lbs!  Now if only meat would start sounding, smelling, and tasting good again!

Jun 5, 2010

The Theory of Relativity

According to weather.com the expected high in Austin, Texas today is 97 degrees, the high in Birkenfeld, Germany is 78 degrees.

I spent 26 consecutive summers residing in the HOT Texas summer heat and never once did I feel that 78 degrees was hot, in fact, to say such a thing would be probably get you exiled from Texas.  So I feel somewhat guilty in confessing that 78 degrees in Germany is wearing me out!  It is flippin' HOT today and no amount of open windows can help!  I know, I know, cry me a river its 78 whole degrees but in Germany that really does feel hot!  I guess heat adaptability really is relative.  If you live a place that cools off significantly in the evenings the temperature differentials really can seem extreme, it's all relative!  And I better brace myself because tomorrow the high is supposed to be....*gulp*.....82!  I am beginning to think that there is just no way we'll make it through summer without buying an A/C unit, the $400 just might be worth it after all!

Now, go forth all you Texans and enjoy your A/C while I sit in front of my fan!

Jun 2, 2010

Monday was a big day for me.  I think I have already mentioned before that I am unusually cheap, I am pretty sure that I actually may very well be allergic to spending money.  So my husband has come to learn that whenever there is a decision that requires spending money, I will generally (ok, always) get cold feet.  Case in point: you may remember from a previous post that the nasty 220 electricity here and a cruddy transformer blew my KitchenAid a few weeks back.  I loved that kitchenaid!  So I instantly knew that I had to have another one, I was so certain that I had to have another one that I called Andrew, who was at training at the time, to proudly announce that I was going to go buy myself a new one!  I made the 25 minute drive to the giant PX/mall at Ramstein with the sole intention of buying a new Kitchen Aid mixer.  I picked up a buggy, briskly walked directly to where the mixers were, fully knowing the EXACT price of the mixer, I was on a mission!  My mission however, got derailed when I reached the row of KitchenAid's, saw the price (which I knew before I made the 25 minute drive) and proceeded to stand in the aisle glaring at the price as though if I stood there long enough the price would magically reduce, or maybe a coupon would drop from the heavens.  So I left that Ramstein mall KitchenAid less, with cold feet and a bottle of Lysol disenfectant. 

This leads me to this past Monday, when my husband bought me this sweet gadget!  We bought it from that same PX that I previously visited and left empty-handed, my husband is prepared for my frugal antics and has generally learned to tune out my, "but it costs......, but there are so many other things we could buy..." and just do it!




We also picked up this sweet ride.


It's definitely the nicest car I have ever had; though I should probably mention that both Claire and Grace were great cars and I loved them!  I am so excited to have a car again, sweet freedom, sweet, sweet freedom!  No more waking up at 0530 to drop Andrew off, work out while he's at PT just to wait around for another 2 hours for anything to open.  I am so excited, I can go anywhere, whenever I want....SAWEET!
But, the car itself is pretty cool to have too.  It has leather automatic seats...a real novelty in my mind, and bluetooth compatability so when I want to use the phone it calls through the car and you hear the phonecall through the speakers.  I don't even ever have to get my key out of my purse to unlock the doors or to start the car, the car recognizes that I have the key in my purse and unlocks/starts upon touch......I mean really, who comes up with this stuff????