One word: Pinterest.
Please, don't even get on this page - once you're in, there is no way out.

Since I had some time on my hands during break last month I decided to actually make some of the things that I had been looking at for a while.

I tried a whole lot of recipes and surprisingly a lot of them turned out eatable! Unfortunately I didn't take pictures of all the things I made, but I will next time. :)
Here is a list of what I tried:

- Pretzel bites - Success! for a day. Then they were just rocks.
- Butter Chicken - Success, after stretching it, because the first time it was burning our taste buds off!
- Naan - Success!
- Baked Donuts - ½ Success - the ones with Chocolate frosting were delicious, the other ones - not as good, but still acceptable.
Knotted Stromboli
- Raspberry Cheesecake Cupcakes - somehow we managed to eat all of them, but it wasn't as easy as you would expect Cheesecake Cupcakes to be finished.
Regular Stromboli
- Stromboli - Success - the first time, 2nd time the dough "broke" and the mozzarella leaked out. Meh.
- Magnetic chalkboard memo board - Good, but the Chalkboard part is not really worth it.. for now.
- String art board - Freakishly hard work and a long process, but it looks fantastic!

The last one is also the one, I want to write about today:
I had been seeing these State string art things all the time on Pinterest, but I liked the ones with words spelled out much better.
Unfortunately I'm still waiting for the one person to redefine the words "love" or "family" for me, so
1.  I decided to go with my baptism verse.
After I had tried out a lot of
2. fonts I found the one that looked just the way I wanted it to be. It's called "Stars from our eyes".
I, then, went on to
3. find a piece of wood and got really lucky. My brother had just brought over an old wooden garden table, so that my dad could use it for our fireplace. This table was actually given to my parents by our neighbors and the lady died shortly after I was born. But she first suggested to name me "Theresia", well they obviously went with Theresa, but I love that I now have a piece of this table that my parents were given by this woman.

4. After sawing and sanding it I spray painted it in this lovely navy blue. At that point I was still hopeful to finish the project the next day - wroooong.
5. I taped the letters (that I had printed out) onto the board and started hammering. Nail by nail. For 3 days. Of course not all day every day, but you can only do this for so long before either your eyes, your back or your arms really need a break.

6. After somehow getting these 441 (+/- a few) into the wood I very carefully (!) pulled off the paper letters and all I had left to do was putting the string around the nails: evenly, tight and carefully.

I was happy that I had chosen a relatively thick thread  because this made it a lot easier keep the thread on/around the nails than with a thinner thread.
Somehow I managed to knot the thread onto the last nail and not loosen it and not loose(n) any nails in the process. I have to say I felt pretty good after that..

Many people have complimented me on this board and I love how it turned out!

That's my latest big Pinterest-success and I felt this was kinda share-worthy, so thanks for reading.



Happy Easter

So. I have been thinking about what to post on this blog, because apparently my life isn't interesting enough to write something every week.
But that's what I'd really like to do.

So I'm going to introduce you guys a little more to Germany, traditions and whatever I can think of.

The summer semester started last week, for about 3 days, and then we already went on Easter break which I went home for. Mostly because on the 19th it was my Grandmas 89th birthday and I hadn't been there to celebrate for the last 2 years, but I'm glad I got to be home for a few more days, because Easter at our house is usually pretty fun, too.

One thing I really really love about Easter in (North) Germany (and it's not too awesome, because the whole place smells terrible afterwards, but for me Easter doesn't really feel complete without it) is the annual "Osterfeuer" (which is easter + fire in German) on Saturday night.
Some towns do it on other days around Easter but that just seems weird to me.
Not to mention that the whole idea is kind of weird:
Each town has a field or something where people can bring the wood, bush cut or similar stuff and it all goes on a big pile and on Saturday night this massive bonfire is being light, people party, drink and pass out in the next field. Smart move: Get rid of garden waste and have a reason to party all in one.

But it's this tradition that I grew up with, so I was really looking forward to going there..once we were there I was ready to leave after a minute, because I had forgotten how incredibly drunk people in Germany get and it's still socially acceptable.

We stayed for a while anyways and ran into some old neighbors, uncles of kindergarten-friends and I saw some people who I graduated High School with. That really shows you that my town is not really big and pretty much everyone knows everyone, but it's fun nevertheless.

On Easter Sunday morning at like 5:45am my parents and I went into the woods behind our house, to sing some worship songs, pray and read devotionals together - I love that time of day, when everyone's still asleep, but the birds are singing as loud as they can, the moon is still there, the sun is rising and it's still cold and a little foggy.

How can someone live in a world like that and think all that wasn't created by a wonderful, loving, perfect God?

Later my brother and his family came over for breakfast and to go on an egg hunt in our backyard - we always have moss nests made from actual moss that I gather from the woods, which was really fun for Kim (my niece) and the rest of us, too. We keep telling us that the Easter bunny came and dropped all these chocolate eggs, that we are just throwing around and dropping and then someone (mostly one of the adults..) runs off and says "Oh look, I found some." - no matter if they just saw the other person throwing them or not. Yup, I don't think thats normal. But it's fun - so who cares? :)

 So, that's Easter at home in Germany for me.

How was your Easter - any special family traditions?