So. Well. I guess this is how it feels to be glancing at my first post on this old geezer website. carolineandmathew.com was originally the wedding website from my wife and I. Five months later, we are assuming that nobody wants to hear or see pictures from “our special day” anymore. It was more for ourselves than for anyone else. Therefore it was makeover time. (newlyweds: this is an important step in getting over your own wedding by the way!) Our American in Germany blog
Exposing our german-american ways
After convincing my wife that we should share some of our sad, exciting, troubling, exaggerating, lonesome, happy stories from our multi-cultural and multi-lingual togetherness, it feels awkward to expose ourselves. By awkward meaning, we are making ourselves verletzlich (vulnerable). I am a person who thinks that bragging is a mask for insecurity. Therefore this American in Germany blog has no intention to do so, if you think we are bragging: please look up into your right hand corner of your screen and kindly press “X” and this website will magically disappear. Oh you tricky magician, you!
You are eingeladen (invited)
If you are interested in the German language, german-american relations, the ups and downs of being bilingual, making german friends, about how to file an I-485, about exchange programs, how to speak with a consul, how to wait in embassy lines, how to get cheap flights, neat German wedding invitation ideas, how to start up your own small business, designing your own website or how to make your own cards: then you may not want to ignore me. Don’t even pretend to visit me… we have the analytics and we know where you are! Your comments, likes and sharing are appreciated.
I am doing this for my wife, the german
After being together with my wife for over 10 years, I have painfully learned that being German is a bit more complicated than just running around with some neat clothes “Made in Germany”. It takes time to learn to be facial expressionless a.k.a. German nonverbal communication, serious 24/7, to walk fast-paced like no tomorrow, to cook meals every darn day and appreciate “Schlager” music – which is worse than… well I don’t know. This is for you, my wife – the german.