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20 July, 2009

Officially a farm...

So I was writting an email at the table in our cottage and looked up to see two large horses in the yard no more than 15 feet from where I was sitting. The funny thing was that I went back to writting and thought, "oh, ok, two horses." Then I realized, "hey! You dork, you just saw two horses! That's not just another something!" Also, the kids just got two large, very large, floppy-ear bunnies. We are now, three kids, four adults, two cats, three chickens, 2 geese, two bunnies and two horses. Isnt that officially a farm? :)




Holland vs USA

Difference:
Ok today I am changing the rules. Instead of just Germany vs USA, I might blog about (anywhere in) Europe vs USA. I wanted to share with you the difference between birth practices and expectations of the dutch vs Americans according my Holland tourguide book. I feel like if all of this is very plainly stated in a travel guide, you can pretty much count on the fact that its even more wonderful to have the experience and there are probably many more incredible options/practices for women that we arent told about.
It makes so much sense that in Europe you only see the OB when you have a complication. I guess if we practiced like this in the US they would find an excuse to say that almost every pregnancy has a complication and therefore requires an OB. They pretty much do that already. Freak you out that you would die if you didnt have a DR. Midwives are still often considered hippieish (or as one Dr. put to me, "they practice hocus pocus!") and not quite as educated, which is a far cry from the truth of what this profession has to offer.

Check out how one of the first recommendations for pregnant women is an exercise class! How wonderful that they encourage the mothers to keep strong and active. AND, check out the other info they regularly provide - breastfeeding, CPR, and infant massage! Amazingly ahead of our culture. I think its wonderful that birth at home is normal and most often done naturally. I think more women should be supported in experiencing a loving, nurturing, non-fearful, pregnancy and childbirth. How come the US has all the crazy doctors pushing for inductions/augmentations, scheduled c-sections, heavy pain meds, tests for everything, and every other little invasive intervention thats not generally necessary? Not to mention the fear they instill in women regarding the whole process. I wish that in our culture when you said childbirth people didnt immediately think, "painful", but rather, "women are strong." This seems to me the feeling in Holland.

17 July, 2009

Germany Vs USA - Postal Service


Difference:
In Germany you have to drop your mail off at the post office because the delivery service will not pick up your outgoing mail.


16 July, 2009

"I like to move it move it! I like to move it move it!"

"[We] like to, move it!" Remember the dancing lemur song from the film Madagascar? :)
So, Daniel and I joined two different gyms the other day and it turned out to be a very differnent expereince than one we would have had in the states. Since I think it might be interesting for you all to hear some of the differences between the two cultures we are going to make a few posts about Germany vs. USA.
Basically, the gym story starts with a cute little picture of Daniel at a local festival with one of those enormous hammers swinging away at a large lever to see how many times he could ring the bell at the top in 1 minute. The point was that for every time you rang the bell you recieved a free days memebership to one of the local "fitness studios" (as they are referred to here). Well, Daniel swung so hard that the weight flew up to ring the bell and blew the whole darn thing to pieces! The owners stood stunned and the crowd started shouting, "free three months! free one year!" etc, etc.
Eventually they fixed it and he was able to ding the bell 33 times to recieve 33 free days to "move it, move it!"

In the meantime I discovered how much it regularly costs to attend a FS here, which happens to be about three times as much as I paid at Fitness 19 back home. Luckily, Bea found me a local cupon for another Fs and I decided to try 4 weeks for this better rate.
First off, Daniels gym is a dude's gym. It seems smaller than the one I am attending (PF), the front desk is a huge display of gargantuain muscle building protein powders, and the owners freak me out a little because they are huge weight lifting guys and one of them looks like a creepy italian guy - the kind that stares. Dont get me wrong though, PF is not anything like our MEGA gyms back home like Bali's or Lifetime. It is actually quite modest, but inclusive of what people want. When I walked in I felt it was a little lighter, airy, cleaner, and what I call fluffier - actually I mean accomodating. They have two extra workout rooms for classes of all kinds (pilates! yoga! spinning!), a beautiful locker room, sauna, tanning booth, cardio machines, areas for stretching, a heavy weights area, and what i call "chick weights". I mean the weight MACHINES. :) Daniel's gym has only the scary dude weights. And scary dudes.

Difference #1:

Ok, so one of the things I noticed was that when I tried to sign up, the guy barely took any information from me. Ok, really he took my name, address and phone number but it seemed like he had such a casual attitude that it wouldnt matter if I didnt give him anything. What followed was even stranger to me. I opened my wallet to pay the membership fee and he looked confused! I thought, hmmm, why do you look like Im being strange? He said, "um, do you want to pay now (?)....or pay later? " As if later (WHEN IS THAT!!!??) was the norm! I am so accustomed to paying on the spot, ha, actually, in the US dont we all have "pay later" payment plans? Ok, so I think I just told you I dont usually do that. Anyway, I paid him up front. I thought, hmmm? So I am allowed to come for four weeks and pay at the end? (Only my assumption of what "later" meant).

Difference #2:

I have noticed that the gym I go to is so quiet, regardless of how many people are there. In the US people seem to associate a good work out crashing weights, huffing and puffing, and high energy spastic bouncing/racing around the gym from event to event. In Germany, if you crash a weight machine, it vibrates the whole place. Sound stiff? No, its actually quite peaceful. I have crashed plents of weights (only the chicky kind) but I am learning.

Difference #3:

I usually go to the gym and do 25-30 minutes cardio, broken up on three different machines, and then 30 minutes of weights. This is when I dont take a fitness class. At home I often feel like the modest cardiopath when I see many people go and do 30 min-1 hour cardio marathons. (I, too, was once an extreme cardiopath. IT. IS. EXHAUSTING. I could not do that long term. Not enough days with enough energy or time.) However, in Germany I have noticed that people dont do anything of the sort. I am, actually, the cardiopath! I am the one who seems to be doing the marathon workout. Instead, I have observed that they will do a mild-moderate intensity cardio workout for 10-15 minutes and then do a few sets of weights and an ab workout for another 10-20 minutes. I wonder if this is because they are out biking during the day, or walking or doing a little more phsyical activity than we regularly do at home? Perhaps, as I feel I've also observed, it actually has more to do with their practice of balance than extremism? Would it more maintainable and therefore more productive with a gentler lifestyle such as this? I think it would be for many people. I dont find anything here is really as extreme as it can get in the US. We do everything super big...which isnt always appreciable. (Also guilty of this.)

Difference #4:

Everyone here finishes their time exercising by showering, and quite often, using the sauna. The feeling I get is that they expect their studio to provide a very clean, well equipped place to clean up afterwards. No exceptions. The whole "work out" experience is a more gentle one and a regular, enjoyable event for them. It doesnt have that feeling of, "oh, I will squeeze in a marathon workout for 30 min in between X & Y events, change my clothes and go on my day." (Again, guilty.) I think people go a little slower, and they realize that things take time. So, they take their time. There are no buzzing people here racing in and out of the gym like busy bees who barely have time for their life, their health, or themselves. (oops.) It's actually quite nice to see that the expectation here is that life takes time, and its worth it. Hmmmm. Interesting.

P.S. I hope not to offend anyone back home with my views of American lifestyle. My statements are based less on anyone elses habits than they are upon my reflections of my own experiences and behaviors I've learned growing up in our big, wide, "can-do all" America.

15 July, 2009

A Very Blueberry Day

Today the weather has been gorgeous. It was super bright out, no clouds since sunrise, and very, very warm. This morning Bea & I decided it would be fun to go to one of the local plantations and pick blueberries. These are just like the ones we have at home but here they refer to them as "Heidelbeern" which differentiates them from the very tiny wild blueberries (the ones we picked a few weeks ago) which they call "Blaubeern".

Simi insisted I make more muffins with our fresh picked Heidelbeern but I chose a new recipe from http://www.closetcooking.blogspot/. It was one with half whole wheat, oats, and yogurt. I modified it to be all whole wheat, oats and soy yogurt. They turned out delicious!

We had to compromise today because Noah really didn't want muffins. He wanted Kuchen. I told Bea I didnt mind making both muffins and kuchen because I really wanted to try out this berry tart. We didnt have the right kind of fluted pan but I made it in the springform and it turned out beautifully!
BTW, I almost forgot to mention...check for the two missing Heidelbeern. I left the room for 2 minutes and while I was gone I could here the children whispering from the kitchen that, "the kuchen is finished!" I suspected I would return and find I had to replace a few berries because of wandering fingers. Sure enough!
Don't I look so funny wearing Noah's miniature smock to keep the blueberries off my white tank-top?! They all laughed at me when I was in the kitchen. :)

11 July, 2009

Our Random Weekend.

So Daniel and I were feeling a little "couped up" after the rainy days we've had since being back from Holland. We were going to try to go into downtown Hannover to look for the large fleamarket and vintage shops but Bea & Cord had to go to wedding today and we had no car to use. We were really bummed. This was last minute news to us. This is why we have been thinking very seriously about buying our own car. First choice: An Old Mini-Cooper :) So, since we don't actually have a MINI yet, our alternative was to take the bus/train system into town. However, one of the bikes we were going to use to get to the bus stop (a mile+ away) suddenly has a flat tire. So, I was very frustrated but my engineer husband engineered another option for us. I was very reluctant but it was quite a laugh once I gave in and we started on our trip. Check it out. I know, it was rediculous. My knees were in my face and every person we passed and said, "hallo" to only looked at us with wide eyes like we were clowns. Well, we kind of were!
We made it to the bus stop and waited an hour but the bus never came. Apparently we misunderstood something! Surprise! Oh well, we rode to our friends house just down the street and they took us into town with their car to go shopping. On the way I caught a glimpse of a wedding at a local church. The same church where our friends daughter was baptized.
The newlywed mobile. Pretty nice, huh?I took a picture of this drink because it's actually quite popular here in Germany. It's all organic and naturally fermented juice from different things like lychee, ginger, elderberry, etc. No added sugar. It's fabulous if you ask me. You find this as often as you would coke back home. I wish we had an alternative this common back home!
My new sandals from Holland. My much needed new ballet flats, also from Holland. These are super dooper soft like butter. I was so happy because I have a really hard time finding shoes that fit and allow my feet their quirks. I usually have to take a very long time to break them in...which really translates to my own feet being broken for a while. Not this time! I absolutely heart these pens in Europe. I think you can find them in the US but they are rarely used. The first time I learned about them was from Frederike a few years back. The best part is that the ink cartriges are really easily replacable, so you can keep it forever!
One of my piddly little projects. I need something to go inside the glass jar because the candle is just a little small. Dried flowers? Rocks? Something. I haven't decided.
I was so happy when Bea told me I could take some new bed sheets for our Bettdecken (comforters) because our other ones were orange and red. Those are nice colors, but they evoke a firey side in me so I prefer lighter, gentler colors. I also recovered our couch cushions in some too-big pillow cases and it made me feel happier and more relaxed. How cute is my sleeping Ollie? :)
Daniel said they were a little bit girly but I have no idea what he was talking about. heheh. jk. I'm a girl, duh!
Yesterday it was rainy and we spent part of the day with Bea's sister Miriam at the hospital to see her and the new baby Levy. Afterwards I made Daniel the "Erdnussbutter-Fingers" aka "Peanut Butter Fingers" he's been dying to have. We had to wait until we went to Holland to buy peanut butter because it was 1/3 the price it is in Deutschland. Here were the results! I say "were" because in the first 20 minutes nearly 1/3 of the dish was gone! Daniel ate the whole thing in one day.


10 July, 2009

Nothing Better Than....

A good belly laugh. Actually, there is nothing better than the raw laughter of a baby.

I fell In Love With The Idea of...

Red Roses. Daniel Fell In Love With Them Too.
Having An Old Bistro Table.


Driving A Classy White Mini.




A Beautiful And Ornate Front Door.


French Doors, My Own Balcony, and Lamps Like These.

Riding A Bike With An Excessively Large Basket to Bio Markets.

Buying Fresh Cut Flowers For A Turquois Vase With Intricate Floral Details.

Of Skipping Around Tiny Cobblestone Streets To Find Small Shops & A Flirty Satin Dress in Dusky Lavendar.


Wearing A Glamourous Watch.

Diamonds.

Dining With Birchbark & Tulips.

An Old Bike Fished From The Canal & Covered In Mussels. What Is It's Story I Wonder?


Waking Up To Sunshine Pouring Through Sexy, Sheer Curtains Drapping My Bed.


Owning My Own Red Satin Shoes. How Intriguing.

Cloudy days on a beautiful beach...

This is Zandvoort, the beachside city on the North Sea in Holland.


These are tiny little popup beach houses that line the edge of the beach. They were actually quite nice and, I can imagine, quite cheap.
Elia is very very fond of his "laufrrad" (baby bike) and at this moment he didnt have it. He could literally survive on his own if he had just himself and his laufrrad. I saw this discussion with this little girl and had to take a picture because of the looks she was giving him. Apparently, she really loves her own kiddy bike. :) Hands off Elia!

Daniel & Elia digging for tiny crabs!


Check out this super creative and funky way of making a fence! How fun to grab some cheap old, fun colored records, tapes, cds, whatever, and to make a gate/fence! Not my style but these people get an A+ for being so original and bold!