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I really should be going to bed, seeing as how I usually get up at 7:30 to get dressed and eat breakfast, but for once I'm not tired and, frankly, there's this really big mosquito-looking bug (like freaking five times the size of a regular mosquito) in my bedroom that probably got in through the open window, and I really don't want to go to sleep unless I can get it out of the room or kill it. And right now it's next to the ceiling, probably waiting until it thinks I've forgotten about it so it can go back to zipping around the room. Oh god, it's creepy.
I went to a baptism today. I didn't understand anything the pastor said, the songs they were singing, or the psalm we recited (though I did go along with it, since we got a handy little program), but about halfway through I realized they were reciting the Nicene Creed, tried to remember it in my head in English, and got as far as "We believe in the Father, the Lord, the giver of life, of all that is seen and unseen," before I couldn't remember what came next. They baptized three kids, and after the ceremony we went to the house of the nephew that was getting baptized and they had a lunch party. To be honest, I was pretty bored most of the time, but I got good food and I held the baby for a little while and got hit in the face with a beach ball, and it's not like I would have spent the time in a more productive way, so I think it was a fairly decent way to spend the day.
Speaking of food, I swear the Germans schedule the day around when the next time to eat is. Half the time the mom is in the kitchen, getting ready for lunch or tea-time or dinner. I though I would most likely lose weight, since the food's not so loaded with preservatives and sugar (and I thought I'd be put to work at something other than the vacuum and setting the table, but that's beside the point), but they eat so often and I feel rude if I say "No thanks, I'm not hungry".
OH HOLY SHIT IT MOVED CLOSER. AND NOW THERE'S TWO OF THEM. AUGH. NOW I WILL NEVER EVER EVER GET TO SLEEEEEEEEEEEP.
I went to a baptism today. I didn't understand anything the pastor said, the songs they were singing, or the psalm we recited (though I did go along with it, since we got a handy little program), but about halfway through I realized they were reciting the Nicene Creed, tried to remember it in my head in English, and got as far as "We believe in the Father, the Lord, the giver of life, of all that is seen and unseen," before I couldn't remember what came next. They baptized three kids, and after the ceremony we went to the house of the nephew that was getting baptized and they had a lunch party. To be honest, I was pretty bored most of the time, but I got good food and I held the baby for a little while and got hit in the face with a beach ball, and it's not like I would have spent the time in a more productive way, so I think it was a fairly decent way to spend the day.
Speaking of food, I swear the Germans schedule the day around when the next time to eat is. Half the time the mom is in the kitchen, getting ready for lunch or tea-time or dinner. I though I would most likely lose weight, since the food's not so loaded with preservatives and sugar (and I thought I'd be put to work at something other than the vacuum and setting the table, but that's beside the point), but they eat so often and I feel rude if I say "No thanks, I'm not hungry".
OH HOLY SHIT IT MOVED CLOSER. AND NOW THERE'S TWO OF THEM. AUGH. NOW I WILL NEVER EVER EVER GET TO SLEEEEEEEEEEEP.
