Wednesday, January 14, 2004

I took the kids to the movies last night to see Findet Nemo. It was fun seeing a movie that we were already acquainted with (unlike Pippi in Taka Tuka Land, which I forced them to sit through in the fall).

The movie theater up at the mall is very nice and new. When you buy your tickets, the cashier shows you a theater plan and you get to approve your seats. Your tickets are for those particular seats, and the cashier in our case seemed to favor assigning seats in the nosebleed section. Everybody in our movie was tucked into the last 4 rows!

I was concerned that I might not enjoy the movie with different people doing the voices, but I needn't have worried. They really do an excellent job with dubbing here (with the exception of Marge in die Simpsons, who sounds too much like her sisters in the American version, and Ross in Friends, who just sounds like a doof). In Nemo, it sounded like they had the original cast go through the script one more time, this time in German.

Don't believe me? Check out the trailer. Be patient though--it takes a while to load!

In other news from over here, Mike is busy getting ready for the Klondike Derby with the Boy Scouts this weekend in Kandersteg, Switzerland. He leaves on Friday and comes home on Monday. Here are some photos that we found on the web from another troop that went to Klondike last year.

My friend Amy and I had signed up to go on a pottery-buying trip to Poland for Friday and Saturday, but unfortunately the tour got cancelled. We had already gotten our husbands and girls psyched for daddy-daughter time this weekend though, so we have decided to make ourselves scarce by going to Paris instead.

In still other news from Mannheim, Fred now has a tentative date for the beginning of his vacation in the sandbox: May 21. We've known it would be May or June for the past few weeks, but something about there being an actual date (even if, like everything else in the army, it is firmly carved in Jello) really hit me hard. Not that the 21st is somehow better or worse than the 20th or the 22d or any other day, but it just makes it feel so real this way.

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