Family Affairs | It's sanni-licious - Part 2
 
 
 
 
Sep 14







Yes, darling bloggie people, you were right. The good old German potatoe heads will be transformed into limeys for at least one and a half year. Our next huge adventure will take us to

London

The reason for this more or less big move is an outstanding job offer for Frank. Yes, we´re bribable *LOL*.

Of course we´re all excited… but the excitement is escorted by a bittersweet feeling, too. First and foremeost because Frank will move over alone for the first couple of weeks. We won´t see each other as often as usual (which means: daily). This will be very hard for us, but Luis and I will fly to London each weekend to snuggle against Frank and to find the perfect (and affordable) new home aaaaaaaand to go shopping *g*. We´ll pack some stuff and join Frank as soon as we found a home that´s big enough for all of us, including the furry diva.

Packing some stuff? Yes. We´ll keep our German home. We love this place and there´s way too much stuff in here to pack and unpack within these one and a half years. =) The really big move away from Germany will be after us being “wannabe Brits”.

The (grand-) parents are fine with our move. My parents are infected with the travel bug already. It´s a less than 2 hours flight for them (or for us) from Dortmund to London. It´s a one-hour-ride to visit us now, so it won´t be a dramatic change. My PILs are living in Spain anyway. So it doesn´t matter where they´ll visit us.

Our German friends told us they´ll miss us, but they´ll come to visit us as well. Might be the shopping prospective. *LOL* The Brit-friends are looking forward to see us (unbelievable, but true. =] )

Of course you all are invited to visit us as well. Some of you said you´re green with envy. There´s definitely no need to. Just book a ticket and hop over. We´re pleased to be the perfect excuse for visiting your company´s foreign offices, your London guides or just your ordinary coffee auntie.

Thanks for playing the “Secret New Home”-Quiz last Monday and for your kind comments.
Here´s your lousy winning-badge *tee-hee*:

huge ((((HUGS)))) and little ***kisses***,

Sanni

And now…
… our moment of Homer J.:

Marge: Homer! There’s someone here who can help you…
Homer: Is it Batman?
Marge: No, he’s a scientist.
Homer: Batman’s a scientist?!
Marge: It’s not Batman!


May 4



Welcome to SPSH 56 - Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt #16 for me, Ladies and Gentlemen!
This week´s theme is “CHILDHOOD“.

Yes! I´ve installed all pictures on my new hard-disk - I´m happy to be participating in SPSH on a regular basis again. I missed you all a lot =D

I considered the theme a tough one on first sight, but digging deep in my archives I found surprisingly many CHILDHOOD photos of mini-me. I ended up deciding which CHILDHOOD picture to post by drawing lots.

The winner is a picture taken on my Daddy´s birthday - Sept. 17th, 1974. I was a busy baby - a wild one, like our son Luis. So it was very hard for me to hold out patiently until my auntie Christel had taken the picture. Just for the record: That´s what my parents told me when we were having a look at our family photo album some time ago. I was way too young to remember this myself…

I adore my Mommy´s dress… and Daddy´s totally seventies hair-cut. Amazing to see my Daddy´s had HAIR in the past. I guess he lost it during my CHILDHOOD. Don´t worry, nowadays I´m not known for making people bald*LOL*

I hope you liked my CHILDHOOD picture. Did you participate in the Interview thingy making the rounds through the Blogosphere yet? No? If you are interested in a 5-question-interview or if you like to be interviewed again, please leave a comment at my latest interview - I promise I won´t bite =D

Thanks for stopping by - happy weekend ya all!

And now…
… our moment of Homer J.:

Homer: The problem in the world today is communication. Too much communication.


Feb 21









Happy WW,

And now…
… our moment of Homer J.:

Homer: Look everyone! Now that I’m a teacher I’ve sewn patches on my elbows.
Marge: Homer that’s supposed to be leather patches on a tweed jacket, not the other way around. You’ve ruined a perfectly good jacket.
Homer: Incorrect, Marge. Two perfectly good jackets!




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