Writer's Workshop - Where are my shoes?

I'm joining in Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop again this week. Check out the prompts and join in yourself!


This week I chose prompt No. 2: Where were your shoes? Write about an interesting time when you happened to be barefoot. Begin and end your writing with a description of your feet.



I don't like my feet at all. They are big and slender and if this doesn't it make hard enough to find some nice shoes I also got a hammer toe - horrible feet though.
So some years ago I tried to find some nice shoes for the office, not high-heels but black, simple and comfortable pumps. Easy, you might think. Not at all. Not with my feet. I removed my old sneakers and the sales woman brought me pair of pair but 95% don't fit at all. Somewhen, after what felt like hours, I found a nice pair of black pumps I liked and which did fit very well. I decided to buy them. And as I wanted to put on my sneakers I noticed that they were gone. Yes, gone. Just like that. I was intent upon finding some new shoes that I didn't take care of my sneakers.
I asked the sales woman if she had seen my sneakers but she didn't. I couldn't find them. So some other sales women joined in the search for my sneakers. Somewhen they did find one under a kid's shoe shelf but the second one was gone. I didn't believe that someone hid them. And it was absolutetly impossible that someone stole them coz they were worn out and really old and nothing special.
So as we couldn't find my second sneakers I needed to wear my new pumps to get home. They told me to call me when they found my sneakers.
Some days later I got a call from the sales woman at the shoe shop. They found my second shoe. It was hidden in the second row of a men's shoe shelf. I was soooo glad to have it back coz even if they are worn out you cannot put your favorite shoes away...
We never found out who hid them or why but we thought it was a kid who was bored.
So always take care of your shoes so you'll never stand in a shoe shop with your hammer toe...




Enjoy your day! :-)

Writer's Workshop - Letter To A New Mom

It's time for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop again. This week's prompt No. 1 suits me quite perfect as I planned a kind of that topic to post.
The prompt is: Open letter to new moms...

Let's go!

>> Dear new mom or mommy-to-be,

there are sooooo many things we don't think about or expect to happen when we are planning to get pregnant. Pregnancy itself is a cake walk compared to birth and having a fresh baby at home. Believe me - it hit me quite hard coz this is something moms NEVER tell you about.

They tell you that giving birth is the most emotional and wonderful thing on earth. It is not! Really not! Giving birth is emotional but not in a good way. And it will be the most horrible and painful experience you can imagine. But you can never imagine the labor pain nor the pain after giving birth (e.g. episiotomy).
But yes, you feel like in heaven when you're holding your little tiny baby in your arms, searching for your breast and nearly unable to open the eyes. That's the most wonderful moment when giving birth...

They never tell you about the first few weeks after birth. You won't get no sleep, no recreation. You are the most stressed, starving and anguished, overstrained person in the world. The baby wants to eat every 2-4 hours, even at night. You are not able to walk much and need to stay at home when having a c-section or a episiotomy, for about 4 weeks. Every situation is new with a new-born, even having a shower or cooking.
But yes, when you are feeding (doesn't matter if you do breastfeeding or bottle-feeding) at 3 o'clock in the morning, in the middle of the night, freezing and then he/she smiles at you and is thankful that you are there - you know it's all worth it...

They never tell you that it will change your complete life. And if they do tell you, you'd never believe. Because you'll get one of those other moms that won't change their life because of that little person. You are sure you get it managed and that you are always being showered and put your face on when leaving the house. You think that you'll get back your old body right away and be cool in every situation. Believe me, you won't. Never. Your life will change and you cannot do anything for stopping that.
But yes, sometimes you get everything in order and even washed your hair when you leave the house (maybe you'll notice that you forget the make-up) but no one every notices coz it doesn't matter as long as your baby is satisfied.

I really don't want to scare you. But this is how I experienced it. And other moms I know felt exactly the same.
Be sure to say NO if you don't want to have any visitors. Say NO if you don't want the other to touch your baby.
And after 8 weeks time, you got used to your baby and everything runs in order again. This is true!

Wishing you all the best!<<

ThursdayFive in combination with WW

So today I am able to combine Keely's Thursday Five with Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.
Keely wants to your five things that made you happy that week and so I chose Mama Kat's prompt No. 3: What's the joy in your present moment?

So here we go:

1) Right now, I enjoy my little spare time for blogging and facebook-ing while D is taking his nap and hubby's still at work.

2) Tuesday was Gran's Day (D is with my parents for the afternoon) and so hubby and I could relax.

3) "The sun is shining, the weather is sweet..." Yes, summer's coming!

4) I enjoyed the silence during the European flight interdiction (maybe you heard about the ash cloud as consequence of Iceland's vulcanic eruption) and there are still just a few planes passing by...

5) Soccer (do you say soccer or football?) time tomorrow and I'm looking forward to it - always with the hope that they'll win :-)

Join in yourself though.

Writer's Workshop - Relive A Day

Today, it's time again for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. I didn't attent the last times coz the prompts were too hard for me...

This time, I need to decide between No. 1 and 5. My underdog story would have been about the VfB Stuttgart but just if they had won the match against FC Barcelona yesterday. Unfotunately, Stuttgart lost (but that was what I expected).

So I'll write about a day I'd like to relive:
There are soooo many days I'd like to relive but there's one day I really enjoyed. Not the proposal or wedding day. It was a day for just the two of us. A Saturday in February 2008.
After hubby did the proposal on Valentine's Day 2008, we had booked a weekend in the black forest to celebrate it. We had a nice appartment and on Saturday night, there was a candle light dinner. So we went for a walk that day. The air was so clean, a blue sky, not really cold and we went for a long walk. There was a deer park with roe deer, harts and sqirrels. It was really romantic. Near the park was a castle ruin and we walked back through the forrest. Then we enjoyed the rest of the day at the pool and got ready for the dinner. It was a 4-course-dinner and very delicious!

It was such a perfect day and having this day back again would be wonderful! *sigh*

Writer's Workshop - Brea's problem

OK it's late now and uhm I really want to play SIMS now but I'm going to join in the Writer's Workshop first. It's hosted by Mama Kat and you'll find this week's prompts here.
Join in :-)

This week, it's a very tough decision. I suspended last week coz I got no inspiration :-(
But I think No.2 is the right thing for today...

Brea has a problem with an anonymous something telling her that she shouldn't post about her kid and show picture and so on. Well, isn't that what blogging is about?
But back to the problem: I experienced those blog stalker (I don't know what to call them...) with some wedding blogs. And with my wedding blog. I put up a wedding blog to keep our friends and relatives up-to-date with the planning. Blogging about wedding stuff was great and I read sooo many other wedding blogs and this was awesome. I even did a diary blog about D. Until I received an anonymous comment on my wedding blog. And I found out who it was and why.
It was someone my hubby knew many years before we met. I don't know how she found our blog but well, she did. And she was jealous. She wanted to pair her best friend off with hubby - and he put her down. She wanted to crash our wedding and put some bad stuff on us.
This was the moment that I closed the blogs down, privatized the wedding and D.'s blog. And this was the best decision I could've made.
But I wanted to talk about my motherhood and D. and my life. So I put up this incognito profile, no pics, no full names, no cities. Just to protect my privacy!

Some of those other brides-to-be told the world everything, all details. Date and Time of the wedding, which church and which pastor they chose, where the reception will take place. And to be honest: I was surprised that they hadn't any wedding crashers...

So think about what you reveal and what you want the world to know. If you're too open you shouldn't be surprised if you'll get a blog stalker at all...

Brea, I hope I could help you... Hope your stalker will give up soon!

Enjoy your night! :-)

Writer's Workshop - Poem Of Love

Yes, Thursday, and it's time for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. Check out the prompts and join in!



Today, I chose No. 5 - Write a poem to your love for Valentine's Day!
I wrote it in German, hope that counts as well...

>>Es war, als ich Dich zum ersten Mal sah
Als es um mich geschah
Du hast mein Herz genommen
Da hat mein Leben einen Sinn bekommen
Du stärkst meinen Rücken, hältst meine Hand
Schaust auch über den Tellerrand
Dass Du mir jeden Tag soviel gibst
Zeigt mir, wie sehr Du mich liebst
Du bist mein geliebter Ehemann
Den Besten, den ich mir wünschen kann
Ich liebe Dich von ganzem Herzen
Da neige ich nicht zu Scherzen
Danke, dass es Dich für mich gibt
Es ist schön zu wissen, dass man liebt<< © by

Writer's Workshop - 02/04/10

Yay, Thursday, time again for Mama Kat's Workshop. Hop over to get the prompts and join in this fun :-)

This week it was a hard decision again. But well, I decided to choose No.5:
List 10 things you never knew until you were mom

1. Diaper changing stinks. And the content of the diaper really stinks! Awful…
2. Either you're ill you have to "work"
3. You get reduced to diaper changing, feeding and cleaning
4. People (without kids) think you lost your brain when giving birth and treat you like you're dumb
5. Raising kids is a competition (oh my little one says this word and is already walking etc.)
6. Getting a drool-y kiss is so much appreciated
7. You can get worried to death for another person
8. Kids really kill cosy togetherness
9. The simplest thing (e.g. clothes-pins) is the best toy
10. Your heart could burst from love when you're toddler's snuggling and smiles at you

How about you?

Writer's Workshop - Muffin Tin

It's time again for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. Jump over and choose one of the prompts.

This week was a tough decision to make for me. I really had no idea so I chose the easiest thing: the muffin tin menu.

So, here it is:

(beginning from top left, clockwise)

2 waffle hearts - cereals - Ernie and Bert cookies - Scheiblettenkäse/cheese slice - tomato - zucchini risotto

Writer's Workshop - My Jouney To My 'Homes'

Time again for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. Check out this week's prompts and join in!

Once again I chose prompt no. 4 - How many homes have you had? Write a journal entry about ALL the places you’ve called ‘home’ in your life

You can title my "home"-journey with this: EMELE. Not much so far…
I started, of course, at my parent's home in a suburb of E. It was a nice home and it was quiet and everything was great. I had my own room and it was very harmonic.
Until I got 17 and met M. He asked me to move to M., the city where he was living. At first, we saw each other just at the weekends where I was the idiot and drove to M. every Friday afternoon by train and back home on Sunday evening. After finishing my school and got 18, I found a job there and decided to move to M. forever. It's about 250 km away from my parent's home.
After some months, when visiting my parents because it was my brother's birthday, my friends and family asked and begged me to come back. My friends were honest and were afraid that I will lose myself completely when I'd stay in M. much longer. So I split up with M and moved back to my parents. I started a social year as I was too late for a new apprenticeship. I didn't need to pay rent or for my food or something. I got a car and got back to normal life.
Some years later, I dated a nice man who's marriage broke up shortly before we met each other. He immediately fell in love with me although he was quite older than me. After dating for about a year, I fell truly in love with him, too. So he rented a great apartment and after some months I moved in with him. This was in L. I still did my apprenticeship so he paid all the rent. But I needed to drive to work for about 30 km every day and 30 km back after work.
After a year and a half, we split up because I experienced that the age difference was too much for me. I was young and wanted to party and do some experiences. Everything he already had. So I needed to get back to my parent's home again. This time it was quite hard and I couldn't wait until my apprenticeship was done. Then I rented my own appartment, in E. I stayed in this very same city where I grew up because I felt comfortable there and it was nice.
I still live here. I like it. My hubby likes it. My parents are near for babysitting and stuff so this is really great :-)
This was my jouney through EMELE…. Hope you enjoyed it.

Writer's Workshop VIII

Time again for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop! Check out this week's prompts here.

This week it's a really hard choice. First I didn't want to do no.4 coz I thought this would be a very short letter and too personally. But as I got no idea for the other prompts (maybe no.2 would've possible) I do it either.
So, here we go:

>>Dear M.
I wanted to thank you. I wanted to thank you for ruining my young life. I wanted to thank you for being so mean to me. I wanted to thank you for the shitty sexual life. I wanted to thank you for treating me like a piece of shit.
Because all this made me stronger and made me the way I am now. I cannot believe that I ever would thank you some day. But that's the way it is.
I was shy. I was young. I was horrible in dealing with boys. I was good in school. I had a perfect apprenticeship. And I lost all of it just because you came into my life.
I left my home. I left my family. I left my friends. I left everything. I quit my job. I moved to a city I didn't know. All alone. Just because of you.
I needed to get grown up very very fast. Too fast. With 19 I had more life experience than everyone being older. And I had the most deepest wound in my soul than anyone I've ever met. Just because of you.
But it changed my life. Completely. I knew I am strong and a fighter. I experienced that I can challenge everything and win. Who I am now, a grown-up girl with much self-confidence, successful in her job after finishing a new apprenticeship and a wonderful mother (but a not so good wife - because of you!), is the conclusion of the horrible time I needed to spend with you.
So thank you making me such a great person!
But there's one more thing I wanna tell you: M., I fu**ing hate you and I wish you all the worst a person could get!
With all the hate, deep from the bottom of my lost soul, your Ex<<

*taking a very deep breath*
This is a time of my life I never ever wanted to remember again. It's OK. It's a loooooong time ago and I did quite well to forget it. But it was the worst thing I've ever experienced so I just let it be…
Have a wonderful day!

Writer's Workshop VII

It's time for another Writer's Workshop from Mama Kat.
Get here to read her prompt and to see the other prompts.
Once again, I chose No. 4: Write a letter to someone you received poor customer service from

(Well, it's not customer service figuratively but customer service in the broader sense...)

>>Dear Ballet Classique de Paris,
Mesdames, Messieurs de Ballet Classique de Paris,
yesterday, we visited your representation of Tschaikowsky's "Swan Lake". It was our first time watching a ballet performance like this. And our expectations were high.
I'm sorry to tell you that you didn't meet my exprectations. And I'm going to tell you why not:
First, your "Prince" was the very opposite of what you call a handsome, talented and well prepared ballet dancer. As this is the male leading role in this play I would have chosen the "Harlekin" for this role. He was handsome and well, he did the better job! Oh and he really looked like he haven't seen a shower for years (don't tell me it was hair gel, it wasn't!) and was drunk.
Second, your Primaballerina playing the wonderful swan was wonderful. She really was. But her mimic showed her arrogance and that she needed to concentrate very much.
Third, I have never seen such an non-synchronal performance. This is what dispointed me very bad. It always seemed like they haven't danced this play together before. The girls corps was nice and they did a very good job most of the time. But all together was horrible. And this, Ladies and Gentlemen shouldn't happen! I've seen many performances yet but this was nearly the worst I've ever seen.
Maybe my expectations were too high for this representation but I really regret that I bought those tickets.
Wanna know what rescued my night? A wonderful Strawberry Colada at the piano bar and some good music!
I really hope that you will improve this play coz this isn't what I call professional.

Kind regards,
Kyrsten<<

So Ladies and Gents out there - have a nice night and have fun! Wishing you a wonderful, healthy and succesful 2010!

Writer's Workshop VI

It's time again for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop! You can find this week's prompts here.




This time I chose No.2: one of my life mottos:

>> If you cannot change somewhat, change your attitude towards it! <<

I hope my translation makes sense... This is the original quote in German:
>> Wenn Du etwas nicht ändern kannst, ändere Deine Einstellung dazu! <<

I love this sentence. It's so true and there's so much in it even if it's hard to put it into action.
This will probably be a short post but I think this motto speaks for itself...
I cannot remember where I read this quote and who said it but well I keep it alive. And it helped me in many situations since I discovered it.
At work, with men and friendships - everywhere!

So I hope you like it, too :o)

Have a nice day!

Writer's Workshop V

It's time again for Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. This week is a benefit week so it's all about Anissa and Liz's Foundation. You can read their stories here. And this week's prompts can be found here.

I chose the letter to Anissa, prompt No. 5

Dear Anissa,
I will be honest: I do not know how you feel or what your family and friends feel like. I do not know how you or your husband felt when it happened. And well, honestly, I do not want to know. I do not mean it bad but I think nobody wants to make this experience…
Sure, there happened some bad stuff to a friend's husband and my cousin.
My cousin had a special paralysis and as he is very sporty he knows his body quite well. He did react very very fast and so they gave him some medicine and after some weeks he could walk around again. After some months he was totally healthy. Of course, it was a shock but his fast regeneration was great. When I really realized what happened they told us that he is going to get back to his old form again.
My friend's husband had a bad accident. He was a good and very careful paraglider but caused by some air turbulences he fell about 20 metres down on a hill. In hospital, he was comatose for some days. After waking him up they told him that he is paraplegic. After some weeks in hospital and a month in rehab he was allowed to get home. They moved in a small flat which is made for wheelchairs and stuff. Now, they're building a house and planning to get pregnant again.
Both had so much luck and the hope and caring love of their families and friends make them to get healthy and that they do not lose their lust for life. With these true stories I want to give you hope and that it is soooo worth to fight.
I am sure that you are able to enjoy life at its fullest again someday. Take the time you need and do not lose hope. Life and the love of your family is worth everything!
Wishing you all the best!

Writer's Workshop IV

It's time for Kat's Writer's Workshop again. Check out her blog for this week's prompts.

I chose No. 4 - once more. I don't know why but No. 4 is always on my side ;-)
Celebrating Christmas without money issues - well, there are two options:

1) An island in the sun: Maledives or the Arabian Emirates like Dubai.
Having a luxury hotel where's a huuuge Christmas tree in the lobby. I would like to have a nice suite, we'd have a 5-course-dinner at the beach with Christmas decoration and candle-light. Don't forget the champagne and a nice dress. It would be so different and a special experience celebrating Christmas in the sun at the beach.
The other days we'll be on the beach or in the spa, enjoying all the luxury...

2) A winter dream: the Alpes (Suisse) or Norway.
We'd have a nice little lodge made of wood and a big window where you can see all aver a wonderful snowy landscape. Of course, there's a huge and all made up Christmas tree. We'd sit by the big window and watch the sun go down behind the snowy horizon and we have a simple dinner, champagne. We'd snuggle in warm blankets, in front of the fireplace.
The other days we'll go snowboarding and skiing, building snow men and having a funny snowball fight…

Yes, this would be a perfect Christmas Eve and holidays *dreaming*

Have a nice day Ladies - and Gens!

Writer's Workshop III

Today is Wednesday and Mama Kat just put up the prompts for this week's workshop.
Stop by her blog and join in!

So I decided to have No.4 - not because of the gift card which I will never win but this was the prompt I had an idea for. But well, 101 words are not much so it's a veeeeeery short story.
And here it is:

>>There was a boy called Arthur which was home alone. His father was abroad for business relations and his mom did go to the grocer to get some food for the Christmas dinner.

Arthur was sitting in his room and is getting bored. He decided to walk down to the kitchen when he saw the box of chocolates on the kitchen table. So he opens it to try one chocolate candy.

And out of nowhere there was a sound: "hhhuuuuuuhhhuuuu". Arthur jumped back in fear. He opened the box again – and saw his dad standing in the kitchen to welcome him!<<

Nothing special but well a story in 101 words... ;-)
Have a nice day!

STM

Well, I know I'm quite a bad blogger :-(
The last weeks when I wasn't able to blog I had so many things to talk/write about - and they are all gone now... I wanted to use Windows Note to write down the issues but then I had a "writer's block".
I really wanted to join the "Writer's Workshop" on Wednesday but there wasn't even the littlest idea...
So I hope I'll be back with the 5QF of Mama M then and hope to find new inspiration during the weekend.

Writer's Workshop II

Today, Wednesday, it's time for Kat's Workshop again.
As all topics are about "Halloween" I won't participate this week. We do not have this tradition in Germany so I will leave this one out...

Writer's Workshop I

Well, it is my first post for this topic, that's why I call it "I"... ;-)

Kat does this Workshop every week and I think this is a very great idea. So I decided to join, just for fun...
You will find this week's topics here.

I choose No.4: Describe how motherhood changed you?! (I was hesitating if choosing No.3 would be a great alternative but rhyming in a foreign language wouldn't be quite well...)

Well, my son is nearly 1 year old. Before I got pregnant, I was THE party girl.
I was around nearly every party I could find on weekends. I partied the whole night through. And I really enjoyed being out and sometimes drunken. It was great coming home when the sun already rose. And I did go out on working days, too. It was no problem just to sleep about 4 or 5 hours a night. Well, I was young and enjoyed my life.
When I went shopping I always tried to find some hot clothes for the next party or something.
And I was not thinking about the future. I was just living from day to day, enjoying my life, having fun - no matter what will come.

Well, nowadays it completely changed! I haven't joined a bis party since I was pregnant and after the birth I didn't go out quite much. And if, we go out for dinner and maybe the movies. That's all. No more parties, no coming home in the morning. As we were invited to my best friend's wedding we needed to leave it at 2am because we were tired... This is soooo sad :-(
If I do not sleep min. 8 hours a night I'm feeling like not being myself.
When we go shopping, we now buy some kiddy stuff and games for doing a game night with some friends at home - instead of going out to a party.

It's weird. I never thought I would enjoy being so "square" ;-)
I thought I would miss "the live before", well I do somehow, but not really. I enjoy to stay at home with my husband and having just a great film on TV, knowing I do not miss anything because I already hat that kind of life.
So motherhood changed my life and myself - and it's great!


I decided to give the poem a try:
>>I'm a mother but not a perfect one
I'm a wife but not desperite
I'm a woman but not a model
I'm a housewife but not a cleaner
I am what I am<<