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Tee hee. I got hit by the Special Stick Fairy. Tee hee.

I'm always so excited to hear from people reading my blog. I was really surprised when I found out that I was discovered (kind of like when the National Geographic does an issue on a new animal) by a future au pair and then passed on to a current au pair. Thusly, I'm special. :)

Things are pretty quiet here. Okay, I lied. They are quiet most of the time, but not in the morning when I'm trying to sleep. There's one thing about being an au pair which is rather icky. Which is that you are never truly "off". No. At 4:19am when you discover that the kids are up, playing in their rooms on a school day (no wait, that doesn't make it worse. It's bad any day of the week). You still get up, because it's that or no sleep anymore. You just don't find that in normal jobs. It's almost as if when you become an au pair you are married to your job. You may not remember reciting vows, but they were there. "For better or for worse. In sickness and in health. As long as I don't strangle you." Yeah, that's about right.

The girls and I are at it again. We are working on making another movie. Wait you might be saying. "Another movie?" you might be asking yourself. Well, yes. The girls and I made a movie which is actually quite cute, though it has never found it's way to youtube. Mostly because it was written by Carola, and involves me as the "prince" with a mustasche and sideburns. umm... yeah. But this new one is looking like it will be cute, so I may post it when I'm done...maybe. I have to tweek the script a bit more before we actually start taping. Then I edit and add music and such. Oh what fun.

People back in Kansas have beent telling me that they are going through a warm spell. Near 70s. To this I say *raspberry*. Yeah. It's been snowing for the last couple of days straight. It's pretty and right now the sun is shining even though it is snowing, but I still wouldn't mind having some of the nice spring/summer weather. So if you could kindly box up some sunshine and send it my way, I would be ever so grateful.

Oh, and I'm ignoring V-Day. No man, no plan, no... ugh. well, just no.

My America

I've been having interesting experiences here. Ranging from talks with several people including a bitchy ex-canadian to Europeans who think that since I'm here I obviously don't like America anymore. After thinking about it for awhile this morning I came to the conclusion that America is like an older sibling to me.

I don't always agree with it, or with the things that it does. I may even think it's dull at times and stupid beyond belief. But as the sibling- I'm the only one allowed to pick on it. If you mess with my big brother I will mess with you. Sure I may agree with you, but it's not your place. You don't see me picking on your older sibling- talking about how when it was a kid it spent much of it's time bullying others, picking on the weaker or using a magnifying glass to scorch the feelers off of a particular type of insect. No. I don't. Because I didn't grow up with your sibling. I don't know everything about it, and what it was like to grow up in that enviroment. I'm not qualified to judge.

I've spent my life growing up with my sibling. I know him. I've spent years talking with him, laughing with him, and getting into trouble with him. I know his faults, his failures, his successes, and his strengths. I know he's not perfect, but he's the only one I have- will ever have.


It doesn't matter that I haven't seen him in five months, it doesn't matter that I'm thinking about not seeing him for a few years. He's still my sibling- America is still my home. If you don't like that- kiss my ass.

I also want to add that while you may have been to NYC or LA or Las Vegas and so you think you know America. You don't. That's like going to London, Paris or Munich and deciding that all of England, France or Germany is the exact same way. How wrong would I would been to have come to Germany believing that all Germans eat bratwurst and sourkraut, drink warm beer, wear lederhosen and have no sense of humor. Generalizing a country by a quick trip to one city not only makes you ill informed, it also makes you stupid. When you have visited: Stilwell, Kansas- Spearfish, South Dakota- Nevada, Missouri- or yes, even Toadsuck, Arkansas. Then we can talk.

(This post is prompted by several people, not one. It's become a source of irritation and frustration for me, so you guys get to suffer the consequences.)

Rant Complete

THE NEWS

Good News, Better news, Best News!

La la lala la la!

Good News: I found a group of German/English speaking knitters. Although I don't knit as of yet, they said I could join their group with my crocheting. I'm going to meet them tomorrow (found the group online) and I'm really excited about meeting new people. Woo Hoo!

Better News: Meet a woman at the gym last Friday, she's an American Army wife and she was super nice! She has two kids, and knows of more who could use a babysitter. I'm going to meet up with her again next Friday and we are going to go on the Army base and she's going to show me around. This is cool because they have reallllly cheap movies at the movie theater on base, and they have a commissionary which carries American stuff but cheap! Cheerios here I come! Plus, the Schmidts (Name has been changed to protect the innocent), have already started requesting that I pick stuff up for them too. :) I can't hardly wait! SQUEAL!

Best News: Yesterday I booked and paid for the flight which will bring me home for Christmas!!! Holly here I come! I'm really excited. I will get in on Dec. 23, at 6:23pm. YIPPEEE!!! Finally I will have some time where I get to the youngest in the household and be the one who gets to run amuck, amuck amuck amuck!<- if you noticed that last part is from Hocus Pocus, then you can get yourself a cookie. Then again, I suppose that I already do, occasionally... but this time I don't have to worry about setting a good example while doing it.

In other news- last Thursday I went and saw the first movie that I watched in a theater in some time. Okay, since I came here. I saw "Dark Knight", not too shabby. Over all I like it.

Oh, and something funny. So you know how the dad flies planes as a hobby. Well he was going Saturday for a lesson or something and as he is leaving Carola, 6, tells him: "Do everything you are supposed to and don't die." I thought that was a pretty good one.