Sadly I fall for cool designs - this beer was not yummy at all.
I must grow up, huh.
On the bright side... FINALLY:
Sadly - as everyone once in a while - we got into a fight and Ingo left, but next day made from his Bratwurst an edible ...
... for us. Hadn´t had one since I quit my external job at VW. Well, "quit", got terminated is the better description, sadly.
I enjoyed also this super-mega yummy...
OK, it looks a bit... fun tweet I read was a Mum with her daughter at the bakery and the lille girl exclaimed at full volume she just had "cockporn" - even Germans understand this, LOL - she certainly meant Popcorn.
Will I ever be able to say "popcorn"?
It´s like KFC - I cannot say the real name, but from a comedy show "Kentucky schreit ficken".
Also in a job interview I said "Corinna".
Well, I still have feta, ham, will do as well and is much cheaper (the first one was from our butcher).
Ingo is still on holiday, so I only come up with this - I somehow fail to cook or draw when Ingo is home, don´t ask me why, my brain is blocked!
Monday was like November. Grey and cold, but Tuesday we had ice-cream at our Italian guys, I managed to squeeze in some sport and we had a yummy sandwich in the evening, oh, boy, I still have boiled eggs!
Wednesday Ingo downloaded a very interesting docu on Corinna, the darn Covid. From Austria. We are back at accents!!! The reporter interviewed specialists, doctors, professors in English. Good. Second sentence they ALWAYS set in translating that to Austrian! For crying out loud! I had a hard time.
Then nice phone call with the lady from the work-center - I am to enjoy my holiday. OK, I can live with that.
Thursday the sun came out - reading on the balcony.
Friday... Nothing much.
Saturday we had Toast Hawaii again and Ingo watched Gilmore Girls in the original with me - I wanted to test him if he gets it, as they speak fast - he did well and even liked the series... episode. Not so much as in keeping watching more with me (I have the whole series on DVD so I can watch in the original.)
Sunday it was Die Maus, a fairy tale and Currywurst.
He´s hanging on to me now! 🥰And no. No birthday or anything - just happy times!
Addendum. She flew away. 😥 (see title, how ironic can it get)
Our W just knocked - his wife has passed in the nursing home.
Ingo invited him for Thursday to have a beer in the deep garage (they are open only on Thursdays). Life can be so hard.
But he has some humor left.
A couple of times he saw me, but I was too fast walking again, not a chance to catch me.
He´s a tall, sporty man, but a push-biker.
He said she kinda must´ve known it´s coming to an end.
She agreed to sell the car.
She died peacefully in her sleep.