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Sunday, July 5, 2015

Youth Festival 2015

Last year I told you about youth festival in Lenzburg. The town I live in has one, too. It takes place every other year and is less traditional. 

And still - not much has changed since my elementary school years. There's church in the morning, a parade through the village, food, games, rides, shows, dancing and fireworks.

This was me when I was about C's age:


My cute little brother and his date were allowed to ride on a horse carriage:


2013 Colin attended the parade with his Daycare group.




This year he's a first grader



What a difference two years make! 

I love that he doesn't think he's too cool too wave for his Mommy yet!



This time two of his three cousins from Israel are visiting, which makes it extra fun!


It also brought on a scare. This is what happened: 

During the parade Colin saw my brother and his kids watching, and he got all excited. "They're here, I'm gonna look for them as soon as the parade is over!" he said to himself.

Now us parents were supposed to pick him up with his teacher somewhere. I wish I had known this piece of information. I re-checked. We only got one piece of paper that said at what time they were going to meet before church.

So we - along with an estimated 250 other sets of parents plus roughly the same amount of siblings, grand-parents, empty nesters, single and other people, just hung out in the school yard looking around, waiting for Colin. 

We didn't find each other, even when we went looking for him in his classroom, in the bathrooms, the fairground, the beverage stands, you name it. His friends hadn't seen him recently. 

So Colin, still excited about the fact that his cousins came to the parade, thought he'd track them down at my parent's house. He knows how to walk there, it is what he does every Tuesday. 

Of course nobody was there. He went to ring the neighbor's bell. They weren't home either. He went to ring the other neighbor's bell. They were home. The lady put him and her youngest teenage daughter in the car and brought him back to the festival.

My husband was riding him pretty hard "what the h*** were you thinking, why didn't you come looking for us" while I was just happy to see him. His cousin who didn't understand a word of our Swiss German handed Colin a water bottle and patted him on the back. 

It almost made me cry. No words needed. Just one young boy totally getting the other young boy.


With temps of almost 100°F every fountain is appreciated.



After lunch we went home for a shower, a change of clothes and a break to cool down. 

Well, our opinions differed on that one. The youngster was like "a shower? WHY? I've had one this morning! I want to get back and redeem my free tickets!" 

Students - after all it's called YOUTH festival - receive coupons for rides, games and food.

Hubby had gone back to the office, so I kind of took a lonely decision. This is what I did:
  • Apply sunblock, remind to stay in the shadow
  • Pack coupons, tissues, money and emergency card in pouch
  • Put on watch - after checking it was on GMT + 1 observing daylight-saving time
  • Negotiate curfew
  • Feed granola bar and iced tea, remind to refill with water and drink lots of it
  • Kiss
  • Let 6 years and 10 months old run free


The one thing that hasn't changed much is boys having fun riding the bumper scooters!

(upper picture: 2013, lower picture: 2015, different hat, same drivers)


Epilogue

Later in the afternoon hubby texted to ask where we were. I answered truthfully "C is at the festival, I am at home." He must have been between shocked and impressed - and went to the festival more or less immediately. 

They rode more bumper cars, spent money at the shooting gallery and arrived home with 15 minutes to spare.

This is where the best laid plans failed:
  • The battery of Colin's watch died soon after he had left!!! What were the odds?
  • He lost his emergency card. A shooting gallery employee texted me to let me know. How thoughtful! 



Monday, June 29, 2015

3 years blogversary

Write anything and everything they said...


Let's see. 

I went through my photo stream of the last couple of days. This is what it produced:

C and I made our summer bucket list. He still has 8 days to go till summer break, and I will have to work my usual days, so it's going to be tight if not impossible to even do half of the activities.


On the other hand, just creating it was half the fun!


Then we played Scrabble. German and English words allowed.


Can you believe my first grader kicked my butt?


Last Monday was Global Smurf's Day. I remember having put that date in my calendar some time ago. Why didn't I set a reminder a couple of days prior to Monday? The only thing I could come up with were some gummy candy.


He must have appreciated it. 

Techincally I got this another day:


I got more mystery test drive assignments. One was for an electromobile. It was quite impressing. A full battery can take you over 70 miles.


The very next day my regular car had a flat tire due to a nail that somehow got pinned into my wheel?!


Colin's teacher was sick, and the kids were sent home. Usually the school has to find a replacement teacher. Not this day. At the same time hubby was out of town on business. 

So I decided to and surprise my lovely son with Sushi dinner at the mall. 

Before we made it to the Sushi place there was a (temporary) champagne bar!! (I wonder how long they're gonna be there? All summer long..?)


I felt like I was on vacation!


He was patient and had a blast, too! He almost convinced the sales girl to develop a kid's champagne.



Now his time had come! He ordered sushi, maki, rainbow rolls, you name it! 
And he did so like a boss. Tap, swipe, click,...


How yummy is THIS?


Saturday he asked his friends to come over.

The treasure hunt I quickly threw together kept them busy for an estimated 2.5 minutes.



Then they decided it was fun to make styrofoam confetti.

It was all over the place.


Before I lost my sh** I just told them to clean up their own mess.

And they did!!


Meanwhile I retreated to the kitchen and found a reason to open that wine bottle early.



Today I painted a wooden crate. I actually finished and varnished it. 


Here's the  "after" picture. It serves as a hockey stick holder for the time being:



Before my 3-year-blogiversary was over I wanted to make some cheesecake. Even though I didn't  bake it the full hour that was indicated, it still got, ahem, tanned. 

I tried to make a raspberry sauce to drizzle over the cake. The d***** sauce would not thicken!! I totally followed the instructions about adding the gelatin. Still. 

Well, isn't that the story of my life? 

I don't always have BakeFails, but when I do, it's on my blog's birthday. Seriously! 


You know what else? I've gotten pretty resourceful in salvaging my baked goods!

There you go! It's yummy, too!


Thank you for sticking around, it's been fun!

Friday, June 26, 2015

Funny Friday - Over the Moon

Today’s post is June’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.


Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by The Momisodes




  1. We got bored of BBQs in the back yard - we're celebrating July 4th on the Moon this year! 
  2. It was only a three days' trip. No rocket science. Oh, wait, it was!
  3. Minus 243°F? Forget it! Short sleeves it is!
  4. Up here we've got ourselves a Full Moon every day. Watch out, Mom! By the way, do you mind if we stay up here till Sept 28? 
  5. Nope, it's not blue. Not in the slightest!



Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile: 



Sunday, June 14, 2015

A Jeep doesn't come cheap

Ever since I disdained the Skoda I couldn't stop thinking about the Mustang. Not the old one of which the driver's seat was gridlocked. 

The 2015 one! 

The first one that is going to be officially imported to European countries. Every other Mustang that drives around in Switzerland made its way into the country by import companies that adjusted headlights, engine and whatnot so the car would be approved by the Swiss DMV.



It's also the one I can't afford. Unfortunately, the only money I have come into recently, was fictional.

However I could do what every business person does in order to optimize liquidity: save costs, sell assets, increase revenue.

So with a bit of sadness, but lots of determination I sold my limited edition LVs.



Also I signed up for mystery shopping assignments, because I figured why not make money with what I do best? 

Ironically I got two car dealership missions.

But already with my second one, I run into a bit of trouble.

You see, i had an appointment to test drive a Jeep. Only I couldn't exactly finish. 




Usually when you want to leave your current car as a down payment for the new one, the sales person walks around that car, looks for obvious damages and then enters the relevant data into his computer, deducts his margin and names a number which is always too low in your opinion.

Not this time!

They sent my current car to the car wash and the tech lab for thorough inspection and evaluation. 

It took much longer than they said it would, and I had to go because C's school was out. 

The sales guy was pretty resourceful and offered me the Jeep to go get Colin. So we took the car seat out of my dripping wet car - which was being slathered with foam in the car wash - and installed it in the Jeep. 

I raced home. Well, not home, I found C between home and school. He was playing soccer with a friend. They tried to kick the ball into the fountain and were in no hurry to get home. 

Of course not. The only time he arrived at home relatively early was the one time I wasn't there.



I grabbed him and went wanted to go home, but you know what? My keys? In my car. In the car wash. In the other town. 20 minutes away. 

Damn, and I needed to pee, too. 

So we went to BK for a donut and a bathroom trip. 

 

He did his homework in the car on our way back to the car dealership.

 

By the time we made it there, I didn't feel like finishing a sales conversation. The guy said he'd email me the quote, and he did, so I could hand in my questionnaire to the consumer survey company and hopefully collect my fee! 

All in all I spent over three hours of my precious time plus gas for two of the four rides, 12 miles each. 

We all agree that I need a better way to make money, right? 

Ideas are welcome, and I won't do Tupperware, candles, magic cleaning rags or "it works wraps" parties! Because I tried, and it didn't work for me. But this is for another post.

Friday, June 12, 2015

Use Your words - Music Jeopardy

Today’s post is another writing challenge as well. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once, and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.


My words are: 

Vacation ~ Rain ~ Sister ~ Dog ~ Evil

They were submitted by 
Southern Belle Charm - thank you, Minette!

As I told you last week, I am on a prolonged vacation on the run with my 10 million - or what's left of it - and we are still on our way down Highway no. 1 to eventually settle down in America's finest city.



One morning Colin and I are having breakfast at Howard Hughes Entertainment Center when a nervous young guy approaches us. 




"I noticed you like music" he says. "Would you happen to be some kind of a music buff?"

Hahaha, he saw us playing Song Pop which plays a couple of seconds of a song, and you try to recognize it quicker than your opponent.

"The reason I'm asking is, I am in a bit of a plight. You see, I work for Sony Pictures Studios, over in Culver City, and one of our candidates for tonight's show can't make it. You could really help me out if you could take his place. We're recording a special Jeopardy on  music from the 50s - 90s. What do you say?"

Oh, wow! Apart from the fact that it is probably not wise to show my face on TV, I would really love to do this. 



Half an hour later he sneaks me into their corporate makeup artist's salon. Of course, right? She did such a fabulous job, I can hardly recognize myself in the mirror.

Then it's time to start. 


 


80s for 100: 

In this song and movie, a short, blue blooded guy found himself in some pretty colorful precipitation.

Ha, I can't believe how easy they start, I hit the buzzer!

What is Purple Rain?

Correct.

Let's go back in time.

50s for 100:

Health trouble in this song: My temperature's rising, I got the rockin' pneumonia

What's Roll over Beethoven?

You got it.

80s for 200:  

These siblings want to make it happen tonight, but they may lose control

Who are the Pointer Sisters?

That's right.

Hey, I can do this, let's choose something harder!

60s for 500: 

You ain't never caught a rabbit, and you ain't no friend of mine.

Ouch. It sounds familiar, but it's hard when there is absolutely no melody. I don't even know if it's a guy or a girl singing.

What's Hound Dog?

My neighbor got it this time. 

70's for 400: 

Go-cart - Mozart, Anticyclone - Rolling Stone, this band would have loved to have some sunglasses.

Geez, I have no clue.

What is Blinded by the Light?

Oooohhh, I love this song! My neighbor scored again.

70s for 500: 

After finding a fool lyin' in a daze, better get yourself on board of the very next train - too bad, though, that you ain't got no place left to go.

Hold on, I know this one… I can practically hear it...

What's Evil Woman?

Nice job!

On and on it goes. 



  • This Irish Band went to Sarajevo and Harlem, but they still haven't found what they were looking for
  • Those guys ended up someplace where the streets have no name, but they didn't know what they have done to deserve this.
  • Monday may be black or blue, but on this day of the week I'm in love!
I did really well and won enough money to take a vacation from my vacation. How lucky am I? See how you would do:

Play the whole game here!




Now go find out what my friends' words were, and what they did with them:


                                     


Baking In A Tornado 
Spatulas on Parade 
The Bergham Chronicles
The Momisodes
Stacy Sews and Schools
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
Eileen’s Perpetually Busy  
Battered Hope
Southern Belle Charm
Someone Else's Genius
Confessions of a part time working mom 
Searching for Sanity
Climaxed
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy