Der Dativ ist dem Genitiv sein Tod...
In English it's Dativ kills Genitiv, which happens quite often in German. Darn People tend to confuse those cases, even though it's very easy, or have you ever heard of the word wemwegen? That will help you get the right case. I am even correcting my progeny when they post on Whatsapp, because I hate them maiming our native language, even though I think they do it on purpose, because they think my way of correcting them is funny. Well, one has to have principles...
I did another moth raid- found some when vacuuming number four´s room. Those beast have to be very clever- there are two moth traps in the room, with not a single moth caught inside. The carpet is now out, airing in the carport. I am so mad at those darn beasts!
I prepared lunch for hubby. His plane was to arrive a quarter to two in the afternoon. Had a bit of delay and landed at two thirty. Hubby was glad about being back home (weather in Amsterdam had been quite cold). Yet there was a problem he was not able to solve, because the bank had closed already. So tomorrow´s first way will be going there and ask who had withdrawn money from his account. When waiting for the plane in Amsterdam someone had taken 1000 euro from his account. Not a transfer but a cash withdrawal at the bank counter. Absolutely not funny!
Today was the third day with foehn, and it was worse than ever. Only one window per storey could be opened, or doors would bang when not properly closed, and loose things inside got sent flying. My consumption of headache pills has skyrocketed, I am glad that daughter mine left me some of hers- at least I won´t get a stomachache when taking them. In the evening foehn should get superseded by a short cold spell- from 26 (today) to twelve tomorrow, before early summer will be back.
Do you want to know what husband´s first action was after having lunch? Yes, he wrote a shopping list for tomorrow. I have to say that I have not missed this. But hubby loves it, needs it. When the list got longer and longer I left for the studio. Another thing I loved during those short grass widow days- I did never feel remorse when going upstairs to read, to turn my PC on, to do whatever I wanted- without annoying husband mine. Now we are back to usual...
I did another moth raid- found some when vacuuming number four´s room. Those beast have to be very clever- there are two moth traps in the room, with not a single moth caught inside. The carpet is now out, airing in the carport. I am so mad at those darn beasts!
I prepared lunch for hubby. His plane was to arrive a quarter to two in the afternoon. Had a bit of delay and landed at two thirty. Hubby was glad about being back home (weather in Amsterdam had been quite cold). Yet there was a problem he was not able to solve, because the bank had closed already. So tomorrow´s first way will be going there and ask who had withdrawn money from his account. When waiting for the plane in Amsterdam someone had taken 1000 euro from his account. Not a transfer but a cash withdrawal at the bank counter. Absolutely not funny!
Today was the third day with foehn, and it was worse than ever. Only one window per storey could be opened, or doors would bang when not properly closed, and loose things inside got sent flying. My consumption of headache pills has skyrocketed, I am glad that daughter mine left me some of hers- at least I won´t get a stomachache when taking them. In the evening foehn should get superseded by a short cold spell- from 26 (today) to twelve tomorrow, before early summer will be back.
Do you want to know what husband´s first action was after having lunch? Yes, he wrote a shopping list for tomorrow. I have to say that I have not missed this. But hubby loves it, needs it. When the list got longer and longer I left for the studio. Another thing I loved during those short grass widow days- I did never feel remorse when going upstairs to read, to turn my PC on, to do whatever I wanted- without annoying husband mine. Now we are back to usual...