Sorry for the long hiatus, my six dear readers! I'm back from Germany, where my Beloved and I went to celebrate his grandmother's 92nd birthday. We grilled out, we went to Holland for lunch, we packed up the family and some beers and took kiddo (niece, not daughter) to the playground. No, really, we were boozing in the sandbox.
Grandma had a ball, and I even got to see more of Germany this time around. In Berlin, we went to the Old National Gallery, a dignified repository of hundreds of years of German paintings and sculptures. Notably, I saw dozens of naked German men's butts, more German butts than I'd ever seen, like this "Waterboy" sculpture by Adolf Von Hildebrand:
I don't know why I was so surprised, though, because I had to walk through this courtyard to get to all the museums:
For all our cultural differences, I found that our two families actually have a lot in common (beer, BBQ, babies, zB). And I'll stand by that, until he meets mine in July. Stay tuned!