Yesterday and Saturday's Ball

Men holding babies could possibly be the sexiest thing ever!!!! (Ok, besides The Thinker) Don't get me wrong the only reason I say this is because yesterday we had the closing brunch to the fraternity's anniversary celebrations and there were older frat members with their wives and their young children. I think most of them were around their late 20s early 30s. They all looked adorable holding in their huge manly arms little pieces from heaven. Renke stood up and started holding a carriage, looked at me, raised one eyebrow, and said, "Hmmm?" Let's just say that my eyes just widened as a tried to swallow my piece of steak I was eating at the time. However, the funny thing after that was that all the couples there started talking about marriage and children without any angst or tries into changing the subject matter. It is so ironic that a topic that is mostly seen as a taboo amongst American couples is so welcomed here in Germany even by the young men population. Try to talk about marriage with a guy in the States and they will start running away from you before you even end the sentence. Renke and I proceeded to tell the rest of the group that we wanted four children; the first would be named "Brrrr," and the others after our favorite cartoon show, Transformers.
"Optimus Prime be quiet Daddy is talking to Brrrr."
"No cookies for you, Brrrr!!!"
However, I am thinking it will be quite some time before I have a little Optimus Prime of myself.... hehehehehe

Saturday's Ball was sooo much fun. I like always felt completely uncomfortable wearing a dress, but everyone else said that I looked cute. So, I guess that part wasn't bad. The ball started out with a classic waltz. This type of dancing was possible for me to do because the past two weeks the frat guys, their dates, and myself have been taking ballroom dance lessons. It was great!!! However, I believe Renke didn't have to take nay extra ones because he has had ballroom dance lessons before. (Hahaha, Number 128 of the List: Must be able to dance! I think Ballroom Dancing TOTALLY counts) We were dancing for quite some time and then I told Renke to dip me. He looked at me with confussion and said, "What is to 'dip'?" No, it's not a new word the kids on the street are using instead of sex. I thought that was totally adorable. We were called the King and Queen of the Ball....hehehe. For a while he went to go talk to the boys and I was with the girls, who did not waste any time in saying, "You two belong together and look so cute. Are you engaged?" Ummm, excuse me?!?!?! This completely threw me off again, especially because the night before, in the Festkommers, Renke and I were walking down the stairs, I was wearing a white dress, he was in a suit, and we heard someone in the background sing, "dum dum di rum, dum dum di rum..." (a.k.a. the classic wedding song).
I couldn't stop staring at him the whole night. He looked so handsome and I was telling myself every 10 seconds, "I can't believe that I am here....... with him."
Everyone looked swell, but I have a personal bias and I thought (and still think) we were the cutest, best-dancing, fun, fully-loving couple there. =)


I hope that I can come to next year's Ball.