See. freaking. Fest.
So, last year -- we attended Seefest and had a wonderful time, so this year -- naturally, we'd have a wonderful time again, right?
Eh.
haha.
We spend a good 15 minutes loading up the stroller and making sure Kieran was dressed to his full capacity. (that means warmies with a had, gloves, blankey..).
We made the trek through our town, insisting that walking would be easier than driving. Truth is, it was, until we had to walk back up. hahahaha.
When we got there, we found a seating area under umbrellas and that wasn't in the direct sound blaring from the amps. Shortly after arriving, we were able to meet up with some friends. Once meeting up, we ordered this amazing invention called a 'Sangria bucket'. I think you can put two and two together and figure out what that one is. bwahaha. It was great. Probably a gallon and a half of Sangria, topped with fruity oranges and lemons. Delicious if you ask me. Plus, they made it even more crazy by giving you 6-10 long straws.
Chad, him in his full manliness, insisted on going just for the beer -- but, I'm gonna have to say, he missed out. ;-) We ended up not staying too late because, as a parent, there comes a time when you have to draw a line and although Kieran was sleeping peacefully, all bundled up in his stroller, it was getting late-ish (11?) and we figured it would be smart to start heading back up through the town.
We got home, woke Kieran up to feed him one last time before bed, and put him down. WAIT FOR IT, wait for it -- HE SLEPT THROUGH the entire night.
I've gotta let you in on a little secret, ehem -- I have such a good baby.
hahaha.
Chad and I were able to make it up and about the next day, Saturday, when we decided to go pickup our new glasses down town. We went to Kaiserslautern, and as we were leaving decided to stop and get some cocktail shrimp. Those screwy Germans...they left out the cocktail sauce, and gave us sweet and sour anyways. Truth is, it was pretty good, and I'd probably eat it again.
We then made it over to the commissary on Vogelweh (the construction at Ramstein is getting a little TOO crazy for me at this point.) so I could pick up some butter. REAL butter.
There is a whole story behind that -- but lets just say I have 7 dozen cookies sitting upstairs, each batch is different, and all are gross. DONT COOK with margarine. I feel like I should've known that? pshh.. oops?
Anyways, we went to Seefest again tonight, but it started raining, it was a bit louder than it was on Friday -- so we chose to leave with the little nugget. A friend from basic military training met us at our house and we watched 'Thirteen Ghosts' and 'Mean Girls', all while sharing a great bottle of wine. I had a wonderful time - -and it was really great to be in contact with other human beings.
Chad and I are continuously looking for jobs to make it possible for me to get out and us come back home (to the USA at least). It seems so hard, but we are keeping our eyes open, applying for anything and everything.
Oh, and quick mention-- I created my charity, and Chad is doing the paperwork to make it legal with the IRS. Sweet huh? Once it's completely finished, I will have a fully running and operating program that allows ANYONE to donate arts of some sort (crafts, paintings, talents..) or money and that will go towards a selected charity. Pretty wonderful. Right now, its called 'Imagine It.' but, I think I am going to change it to the 'Paint the Sky foundation.'
Whoooo knows.
Anyways, we love you all.
LOVE LOVE LOVE.
Chad,
Ciara,
Kieran,
&
Lucy.
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