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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?


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
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

Friday, June 5, 2015

June Secret Subject Swap - The Big Escape

Welcome to June's Secret Subject Swap. Again 16 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  
Sit back, grab a glass and check them all out:

Baking In A Tornado

My subject is 

You've just embezzled $10,000 from your employer and need to go on the run. 
Where do you hide, and what do you do with your new found fortune?

It was submitted by Searching for Sanity - thanks, Erin!

Oh my goodness, I'll take that champagne bath now!

I stare at the screen in disbelief. It's Wednesday morning, and as usual I'm downloading incoming payments from the bank. 

It was a reasonably OK night. Woke up at 2am, but managed to fall back asleep. 

I had coffee, I had breakfast, I had a shower. I feel pretty alert today.

However, there is this amount. Something can't be right. I've got to call my coworker. Maybe it's a computer virus. 

I blink. It's still there:


Because frankly, for 10,000 it wouldn't be worth doing it! That being said, I'm not even sure if I'd do it at all. I work for my husband. I can't steal from him! 

My heart is racing. Which client wired ten million? And why? 

Save accounts receivable, choose path, are you sure you want to import this payment? 

Uuuuhh, no, as a matter of fact, I'm not. 

But you know what? WTH!!! 


Now what? 

If I was a smoker, I'd go outside for a cigarette now. 

I need to think. I've got a choice here. 

I could investigate and reveal the obvious mistake. 

Or I could take this as a twist of fate. A once in a lifetime opportunity. Transfer the money to my personal account with just a couple of clicks. 

I'm on autopilot now. 

Enter security code, enter recipient, that's me, enter amount:


Geez, can I even deposit an amount like that on my crappy bank account without triggering some kind of fraud alarm? What part-time working Mom has transactions like this one? 

Too late. It's done.

I guess I have to go underground, and soon.

I'm sweating. 

An hour ago I had a shower and used products called "secret escape". Haha.

I go to the office bathroom and wash my face with cold water.

Calm down. Just go about your day, act as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened. Do your work, and at noon get the h*** out of here. 

I need to make a phone call, and I can't do it from my desk, because coworkers, and not from my cell phone either, because as soon as they find out what I did, they'll probably go through my history. It's too early in NYC anyway, I'll have to wait. 

I'm gonna have to get my passport at home. Pack a few things. 

Do I leave a note? "Sorry, I couldn't help myself, have a nice life." Maybe not. 

I'm feeling sick. I'm not cut out for this. 

Let's make a to do list:
  • Open off-shore account
  • Acquire burner phone
  • Book flight
  • Apply for new identity. Martin can help. His father knows people in D.C. 

5:45pm, I pick up Colin from daycare. I tell him we're not going home today, we're doing something fun instead. Remember how you always tell me you want to go to Australia? That's what we're going to do. 

Yes, tonight. 

No, Daddy's not coming. He's busy at work. No, you don't have to go to school tomorrow. 

Oh, and in oder to make it extra fun, we are going to assume new names. You may choose one for yourself and one for me. Tim? That's nice. And I'm Fiona. Allright, let's go to the airport. 

About 24 hours later we land in Melbourne, Victoria. On our layover in London, Great Britain, we met with Martin's contact person who handed us new U.S. passports. Tim and Fiona Johnson, originally from Sydney, Down Under. We are supposed to spend a couple of months in Australia to work on our accent. G'day, mate! 

We also called my husband from a pay phone before we boarded the Qantas aircraft.

He hadn't noticed about the money yet. I just said I needed a time out from it all, and I'd be in touch. I felt super guilty when I hung up. I am not used to betray people I love.

And who is going to help us? The one who brought it all up, remember my blogging friend Erin? Yes, she who has an angry kangaroo as a pet (it's the one on the left, he's drunk):

Thank you, Brent @ Viralhog for letting me us this video!

Erin who also keeps trolls in her yard, that's who. 

Her daughter, Miss K, likes Poo Juice, but she'll have to explain this to you in person.

Erin doesn't know it yet, but she'll let us stay with her for some time until we find a house. 

As I am typing this, C asks what I'm writing about. I tell him. He is surprised and a bit shocked. 

"Are you really going to do this, Mommy?" 

Nope, purely fictional. You can help making stuff up. After we'll get the green light to pass as Australians we are free to immigrate to the USA. As I'm gonna have tons of Money, we could consider getting you a personal hockey coach. Who would you choose?

"Roman Josi!" Now he's getting the hang of it. My young guy crush ❤

Maybe not. I guess in Minnesota they've got snow from September till April. I'd rather live in Nashville! 

"True. They have a Rainforest CafĂ©. Plus I don't want to celebrate my birthday in snow. Where would I celebrate my birthday? Would we have a house?"

I don't know, sweetheart, maybe I could take you to Disneyland? 

"Yay!! Are there any smurfs? I'd like to visit a smurf theme park!" 

I'm not sure if there currently are any. Spain and Bahrain are working on it. But we'll figure it out. Heck, we might build our own!

"Good idea!"

Colin left, so let me carry on. 

Those of you who know me, have a pretty good idea where I want to ultimately end up: 

I just found out that I only scored 5/30 of the things to do in SD before you die. I need to fix that!

Not just yet, though! Those who might be looking for me, will do so in San Diego as their first priority, so I am in no hurry to get there. 

Instead I want to organize a blogger friend reunion. Well, it's not technically a re-union, more a "let's finally meet in person get together"! 

And I try. Hard. But people are busy and have small time windows.

That's why I decide to visit each and every online friend individually. Hey, after all, for the first time in my life I have both, time and money, to do exactly this! 

Not only can I spend money on accomodation, food and gas, but on gifts as well! 

You know, a washing machine and dryer for a certain blogger friend on the West coast, a six pack of garage door openers for a family of four people and three cars (one of which has recently been towed), an in-ground pool for a swim lover, a vacation for those who haven't been able to go away in forever, a couple of months' worth of mortgage payments to take the pressure off, craft supplies, college fund contributions, remodeling costs for one room - OK, two, trucks full of groceries, these kinds of things.

What a road trip Colin and I are gonna have!

If your city is not on my itinerary it's because I don't know and / or haven't found out where you live. Let me know, and I'll visit you!

Even though I can't pursue my part-time working Mom blog anymore, I am going to start a new one, under a fictional name, telling you about our adventures - always in delayed mode so I can't be tracked.

After a while the posts add up to a novel. Well, techincally it's my authentic journal, but that's between you and me.

Anyway - I am going to be published! My book is going to sell super well, in fact so well that I'm going to be able to pay back the money I took and return to Switzerland if I wish to do so without being prosecuted.