all right, so today after a long day of not too much-ness, i went to coffee with Tanta marga, she's the same one that we went to her birthday party earlier this month. baha. she's oh so cute. I went up to her and was like HALLO TANTA MARGA! then i find out, that you have to be like told that you're allowed to call her tanta marga, because petra had to call her Frau Regonbon (or whatever it is...) for YEARS AND YEARS...then finally she married peter and she was allowed to call her tanta marga. but tanta marga loved that i called her tanta marga, so POOF-i'm allowed.

So let's play a game called count margaret's relatives in Germany. Psquared (peter and petra), Jsquared (justus and josephine), Oma, Opa, and now...TANTA MARGA! hip hip hoorah

haha so then i started on an art project/ my post cards decorating my room, which was most def fun, because you know when the conversations at a lull after coffee, you can always head upstairs to make a collage.

so then a few minutes later, i find out there's a "culture" fest in the next town over, so petra peter and i go, but it's not really a fest, but i still totally had fun. i took a lot of pictures in the car on the way there, because it was kind of a long drive, so that's that. cooooool...or so i thought. wait not cool-pshycadellic! ok then we ate at firrarris, this old italian friend's restuarant, and i couldn't understand a word of what he was saying, but i definatly just kind of agreed with whatever he said.

ok so get this. not only is my host dad the guy from M.E.N.S famous pants line, but he also freaking has an airplane in a FREAKING MUSEUM in buckeburg. WHAT?!!!! is that not crazy! oh and while we were in the museum, i found a yo yo. i had forgotten about those things. kind of like i'd forgotten about tamagachis. but then emily bought one. ok so i asked, finally, PandP why they had an exchange student...and i must admit, their answer was a wee bit better than phoebe's mom's answer. in fact, i was quite impressed. it's because peter had such an amazing experience in England, he wanted someone else to be able to have a similar experience. CRUNK, man! and they really really like having people over, and they randomly have choir members from out of town stay at their house, and other small exchanges, but here i am, quite honored to be the BIG TEN MONTHS. i also asked them why ten months, because man, that's really long, but petra was like, well actually a year isn't that long at all. you've already been here for what, 6 weeks?! and i was like WOW you're so right. sure, in the grand sceme of things, a year's not that long....but then why does a day seem like a century?