Throwback Thursday: Bug Blame

I blame my travel bug on them. I also thank them for it. It's one of those itches that's so good to scratch!

Throwback Thursday: Frau took Friends to Frankfurt.

This throwback isn't even one of my own. But one of the people is sitting on the couch next to me, and another is someone I saw over Christmas that I hadn't seen since probably 2000. But that's neither here nor there. And neither is this picture really. It was taken Tim's senior year of high school when he took a school summer trip to Germany. In fact, that summer was the same summer that the Nordyke clan also ventured to Germany. Our trips overlapped by about a day. I'm pretty sure that trip began his travel bug. The stories that came out of that trip are quite entertaining. Just not one for the interwebs! So sorry kids. Boring picture for you, yet again!

Holiday Festivities: Food and Friends in Boston!

Here's our December trip to Boston in pictures. It pretty much sums it up. Drama in airplanes and airports, shopping, lots of tasty food, amazing friends, and then even more food and shopping!

The Blackberry.

I adore British humor. I also adore old British men trying to keep a straight face.

Sayonara 2010!

New Year's Eve this year was quite the event. Or at least that's what my head told me the next morning, and in looking through the pictures, my head wasn't lying. It seems to have been controlled insanity, just the way a New Year's Eve should be! Tim was unable to celebrate with us though, as he was stuck working at the restaurant. So off I went to dinner with Julie, Ryan, Nate, Caleb, and Nick. Brown Bottle in Waterloo. Classier than pretty much all of us combined, but saved by the fact that any restaurant in Waterloo is instantly accepting of anyone, or they go bankrupt. As its Julie's utmost fave holiday, it's demanded that we dress up. Which I so totally don't mind, its a reason to be extra pretty! After dinner, we were to make a quick stop at Screaming Eagle, a wannabe/halfsie biker bar where women aren't afraid to show their rack assets, and men have mullets and are missing teeth. It was packed, but we ended up staying the whole night. Here is proof that we know how to start a new year right!Caleb totally knows how to rock the pocket square.
I feel like this picture rather describes the evening....


The whole shebang.
The cute quaint kiss.
The disturbing and totally scary one!

Good bye 2010!

Winter should end on New Years.

I figured I would throw a few December randoms up for your pleasure. Starting with what should be next year's Christmas card. The actual photos evolved from just Tim trying to bite the back of my head, into this piece of cute anger.

And then the few obligatory winter photos that make you ooh and aah with its peaceful white, until you realize you have to go outside and your skin shrinks a few sizes just thinking about the windchill......

My heart is my tummy.

Last Thursday was our four year anniversary of not totally hating eachother. I ended up having to work a game at UNI until 9ish, but Tim didn't work at all (kind of odd really), so he decided he was going to make dinner himself and have it ready the moment I got home. Sounds cute and sweet, right? 

And it totally was, until by 10oclock, I was waddling around like an obese cow/penguin hybrid. 

Appetizer, cause we all need apps at 930 at night: Mozzarella/sweet tomato chunks on a bed of spinach.
Main meal: Rouladen (super thin beef rolled around a dill baby pickle and then simmered in crazy juices for a few hours), corn/green bean bread pudding stuff, and crescent rolls.
And then dessert that I had made earlier that day, not knowing the insanity that he was going to make all that for dinner, was Pavlova. Its an Australian thing, basically like merengue? I think thats the closest comparison. Fluffy, white, light, and delicious with fruit.
We ended up skipping the wine. Im pretty sure that would have ended with having to roll me around the house.

So fat. So good. More please!

Dear Lord Baby Jesus!: Part 6, People, its been awhile!

By the time Christmas night rolls around, people are desperate to get away from their families. Not me of course, I adore mine, but others that I actually want to see. People come home for Christmas, Thanksgiving too, and those are the times that I avoid the local bars like the plague because really, let's face it, you don't need to see a GINORMO chunk of the people you went to high school with. But last year, an old friend invited pretty much all of his friends, (facebook is glorious) out one of the nights before Christmas. It was a killer time, so many old faces and crazy stories. Well, it was recreated this year. It was slightly smaller, but to me, a million times more insane. I walked in the door, and within two seconds saw two faces that I seriously have probably not seen since i was 17. I won't bore with anymore details, but it was quite an amazing evening. Catching up with people that I never thought I would have conversations with again. Christmas ended well. :-)