Daisy and Fritz at our local hang out, Esszimmer.

It is definitely a love (ok, we are the same size, and there is no way you’ll win in a fight) /hate (come any closer though and I’ll scratch your eyes out) relationship. They are quite cute together, and friendly, at a distance.

Daisy of course, is very curious around cats. She has the instinct to do “something” when a cat comes around, yet once the cat is there, in her face, she hasn’t got the slightest idea what she should do next…and the cat always wins. Poor D.

This week started out with a hangover. Pretty typical considering that beer is .50 here and water is 2,50. We actually had a nice weekend. Friday we went and saw a play that a friend helped put on. It was fun, except for that it was in a tiny theater, so there was no intermission, and we had to hold it for nearly 1.5 hours. Saturday we watched Germany knit new buttholes for Argentina. That was one amazing game. As before, we got there 2-3 hours early to get a seat, which meant 2-3 hours of additional beer. So after the match we headed back home for a 2-3 hour nap. Sunday was sort of blah. We had plans to go to a BBQ but we had that “not so fresh feeling” so we hung out at home, had a few recovery beers in the English Garden, and then ended the night at our favorite Indian restaurant.

Sunday Morning’s Bloody Mary did not feel good on Monday. But it was 4th of July, after all… oh say can you see (straight).

Yesterday I began applying to jobs. Like seriously applying, cover letter and all. Yep, it’s that time ladies. My German is still not great, but if I am working behind a computer it wont be necessary to be fluent. A paycheck would be sweet!

Anyway, the count down is on until the couches arrive, our car is still in the shop, and my corns are killin’ me. Gotta go and perhaps I’ll see ya later

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