Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Happy birthday

...to one of my favorite monkeys!

amiya

You are such a special girl and I'm so proud to be your aunt. I'm always impressed with your intelligence and sense of humor and wish that we could spend more time together. You are such a big help to your mom and dad and are so loving towards your sister and we are all so very proud of you.

Happy Birthday!

Cafe Central

Sunday, May 10, 2009

For Mother's Day

I don't usually get too sentimental on here, but since it's Mother's Day and all, I wanted to write a little about the three women who have influenced the person I've become -- my mother and my grandmothers.

Last month when my family visited we happened to run into someone I know on the bus. I introduced her to my family and when I got around to my mother she said, "And of course I can see this is your mother."

mom+me

Good looks are not the only thing I've gotten from my mother. She taught me to be generous with my time and always hospitable. Many of my interests -- sewing, baking, crafting -- are things that I saw my mother doing when I was young.

bunny cake
Me with a birthday cake my mom baked and decorated. I had several bunny themed parties because Easter sometimes falls near my birthday.


wedding cake
My wedding cake. Mom was almost late to the wedding because of the cake. But she made it just in time and the cake looked (and tasted) fantastic. :)

My grandmothers have also been a great encouragement and influence in my life. It wasn't until rather recently that it occurred to me that not everyone's grandmothers look like they could be sisters.

grandmothers
Me and my grandmothers at my high school graduation in 1998.

My mom's mom is such a strong woman who, like my own mom, is generous with everything she has. My sisters and I loved spending time at her home when we were young -- sometimes bringing friends along. When we were teenagers, she let us bring our church youth group -- probably about 20 teenagers -- to her home in the country for the weekend. She's also sensible. When I was diagnosed with diabetes she bought me a Medic-Alert necklace. She also brought me flowers because my cousin told her that her gift was a bit too practical. :) One of the best parts about visiting her home was the food. There are certain foods that I will always associate with Nanny -- purple hull peas, squash casserole, and chocolate pie. And she had such a distinctive way of making scrambled eggs that they became known as Nanny-eggs. (I'm pretty sure the secret was using lots and lots of sausage grease.) Not only was she a great cook, but she always had Oatmeal Creme Pies, Fudge Rounds, and Star Crunch cookies. Oatmeal Creme Pies will forever be linked to Nanny in my mind.

nanny + me
Nanny and me in 2007.

My dad's mom lived much further away and we didn't get to visit her often. But we loved to visit her. My sisters and I would join her for her morning walks and sometimes I would catch small frogs near the pond behind her house. Once I accidentally let about 20 tiny frogs loose in her basement and my dad and I had to find every one of them. (I don't think I was supposed to have them in the house, but fortunately I knew how many we had to find since I had just finished counting them.)

nana + me
I have no idea when this photo was taken. My guess is around 1988.

One of my favorite things about Nana is her free spirit. Once when I was a teenager I was complaining to my dad because he didn't want me to wear shorts to church on Wednesday night, but I couldn't stop laughing because Nana was standing behind him dancing around in her shorts (well, koolats) that she was planning on wearing to church. And several years ago when I showed her the photos of the scooter I had just bought she said that she could imagine herself driving one.

I've really enjoyed thinking about over the years and reflecting on how these three women have shaped my life. I will be eternally grateful for everything they have done for me.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Doh!

Today I was watching a Flickr slide show and was quite tickled by the options.


When I saw it, I didn't realize the word "embiggen" comes from an episode of The Simpsons. What an embarrassment! Apparently this word has been in popular use for more than a decade and I'm just now learning it. Perhaps I need to embiggen my vocabulary. And watch more Simpsons.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

A trip to the doctor's office

About a month ago I made a visit to the specialist that handles my diabetes care (endocrinologist). I was struck by several difference between my U.S. doctor and Austrian doctor that I thought others mind find interesting as well. I really wanted to take some photos, but I didn't have the nerve to pull out my camera (although I had it with me). So the photos here are only an example -- all creative commons licensed photos from Flickr. Click on the photos to see the Flickr page.

So, this is how it works. When I get to the doctor's office, I'm greeted by something like this:


That's a buzzer. Outside of the doctor's office. Or, more accurately, outside the apartment building in which the doctor's office happens to be located. The very same apartment building in which the doctor lives! Of the four different doctor's offices I've visited in Vienna, all of them have been located in an apartment building. But I think this may be the only doctor I've visited that lives and works in the same apartment building.

Once inside the building, I'm greeted by this:


Stairs! Yes, the building has an elevator, but you have to walk up about a dozen stairs to get to the elevator. These old buildings are not very handicap-accessible. The building where my endocrinologist is located is much nicer than the one in the photo. However, I did visit another doctor that is near my home whose office was in a building that was about this dilapidated. I didn't even make it to the doctor's office. I decided I would just find another doctor.

So now I've been buzzed into the building, made my way up the stairs to the elevator and arrived on the floor where my doctor's office is located. It's also the same floor where my doctor's home is located. I guess he doesn't care for a long commute. The office still looks pretty much like an apartment. When I walk in, the nurse greets me and leads me to the waiting room -- which looks suspiciously like a living room. The other rooms have been turned into a patient's room, the doctor's office and an evaluation room. The nurse then takes me to the evaluation room where she checks my blood sugar, blood pressure and weight, then sends me back to the waiting room.

When it's time for the doctor to see me, he calls me into his office -- not into the patient's room. He sits at his desk, I sit in a chair and he asks me a few questions, writes a few prescriptions and sends me on my way. I don't have to pay anything at the visit, but within a few days I get a big fat bill in the mail.

That is my typical visit. But the last time I had to use the bathroom and since the only two people in the office are the doctor and the nurse and both were occupied at the moment, I decided I would have to find the bathroom on my own. I had noticed two doors in the hallway that looked like they could be bathrooms, so I checked them out. I opened the first door to find a sink and washing machine. It's not so unusual to have two rooms -- one with the sink and shower or tub and one with the toilet. So I tried the next door, thinking I would find the toilet. But instead, I found something like this:


A sauna. In my doctor's office. But no toilet. After wandering around a bit more (I felt like I was snooping through someone's home), I finally found the bathroom near the front door -- slightly hidden by the coat rack.

So now if you're ever in Vienna and find yourself needing to visit the doctor, you'll have some idea of the oddities you might encounter.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Not my words

I've been thinking about my grandparents a lot lately and how their health has declined quite a bit in the almost two years since I moved to Vienna. I don't have much to say about it, but I wanted to share a link to a post my sister wrote about our grandmother.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Family visit recap

I'm sure you've just been dying to know what marvelous things I did with my family when they visited last week. Come on, you can't fool me.

Some of my family (Mom, Dad, Christy and Bryan -- yes, my BIL's name is the same as my husband's, only with a "y") arrived two weeks ago for a whirlwind tour of Vienna. This was Bryan's first trip to Europe and Christy's first trip to Vienna, so I knew I had to impress. And I think I was pretty successful. Just look at their expressions of shock and awe at they exited the subway station and caught their first glimpse of Stephansdom.

Christy + Bryan

Full disclosure: Yes, I asked them to act shocked and awed for the photo op. I'm sure you could tell that from the photo. But the truth is I stole the idea from the Hunters because I thought it was so cute when I saw it on their blog. But I'm not sure if you get the same cuteness from two grownups. Sorry Christy and Bryan.

When I asked my sister what she wanted to do in Vienna, she said she wanted to go to that place my family went last year with the big sword of food. Who cares that the city is full of art and architecture and history and whatnot -- bring on the food.

Centimeter

We also hit a couple of ice cream places, our favorite local cafe, and a few other traditional Austrian food restaurants. And when we had time, we saw a few sights in and around the city. The day before they left we took a short day trip to see some of the small towns near Vienna. We trained for about an hour to Melk, then cruised down the Danube to Krems to catch a train back to Vienna. I'll be posting some of the photos from our sightseeing around Vienna and our day trip on the Almost Daily Vienna blog over the next week or two.

And I'll leave you with this clip of my favorite street performers.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Quick getaway

The day after my family left, Brian and I took a short trip with our teammates for our annual retreat. Last year the retreat was a lot of work because we had to take and prepare all of our food, clean everything before we left and we were miles from civilization. Our cell phones didn't even work! (I know, the horror!) But this year we decided to take it easy and we stayed a few days at a hotel in the countryside.

This place was a Kinder hotel, which means they have a lot of cool stuff for kids. And even though Brian and I don't have any kids, we can totally appreciate the kid-friendliness of the hotel. For example, there was a playroom connected to the dining room, so the kids could play until their food was served, join us at the table to eat their meal, then go back to play while we took our time enjoying the food and company. I think these were the most relaxing meals we've had as a team in the past five years.

And even though he's not really a kid , Brian seemed to enjoy several of the attractions. Here he is dominating the bounce castle,...

Bounce castle at Ballon Hotel

philosophizing with the pony,...

Brian + pony

beating up the goat,...

Brian + goats

and then making friends with the goats.

Brian + goats

If it weren't for that one altercation with the goat, it would have been a perfect trip.