I hereby resolve to blog more often. I'm afraid the fall/start of winter was rather busy with work (and play) so I have many, many stories to share that I'll hopefully get around to shortly.
But, the most exciting of all, WE ARE BACK in the US for the holidays!!! We got to Germany in August of 2012, so it had been about a year and 4 months since we had been on US soil, and I wondered if in some way it would seem strange or foreign (the "reverse culture shock" that people warn about) but I am happy to report that didn't happen for us. We've had a few moments of "oh right, the US" when, for instance, dealing with the airline representative to follow up on our delayed ski bag and the airline employee spoke fluent, accent-less English (oh right, we're in the US) and cars are much, much bigger here (pickups and SUVs all over!!) but by and large, we slipped right back into feeling at home.
Although for me, I guess that still means doing new things. A high school friend needed a sub for a broomball game in their broomball league (I played broomball for a few weeks in gym class in middle school, but haven't played since then) and I told him I was in, if he could find me the equipment. For those of you not from Minnesota, broomball is played on ice like hockey, but instead of a puck, you have a relatively soft ball, instead of hockey sticks, you have small plastic/rubber wedges on sticks (they look like brooms if you use your imagination) and, the largest difference, you don't use skates, but run around on the ice with shoes (although they have these nifty shoes with soles that are sort of a cross between a sponge and a mop that slide around a lot less than normal shoes and feel more comfortable than many slippers). Luckily, there was a spare pair of shoes and a spare helmet and a spare "broom" for me to borrow, so I jumped right in the game.
|I'm wearing number 7|
After that, we got to finally meet my sister's boyfriend over brunch (although I didn't get a satisfactory opportunity to impart vague threats about how he better be good to my sister or else... another time, I guess, although perhaps it would be unwise given that they are both lawyers), and we drove back and forth between Minnesota and Wisconsin celebrating with our families, with occasional cross country skiing outings in the mix for good measure. I'll spare you the details on the food and cookies and presents and general family time and good cheer. Oh, except I finished an afghan for my mother in law, and since I think it turned out quite nicely, I'll subject you to the picture.
|Look at all the color changing...I usually try to avoid that, but the pattern was so pretty I tried it anyway|
|have a happy new...mouse, where's the mouse? (only in the freezer, Spot)|