tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77384667382558145862011-12-21T22:06:05.132+01:00This is an online summary, sometimes in short, other times in unnecessarily long entries, of the trials and tribulations of the von Siebenthal family - a Swiss man, a Bulgarian-born Canadian woman and their boy trying to make it in the Alps of Snow and Cow Country, Switzerland!Svetlanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04506000331423056909noreply@blogger.comBlogger971100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7738466738255814586.post-67946238077410309802011-12-01T15:32:00.001+01:002011-12-01T15:36:57.953+01:00

Can't write here any more...says my browser is too old, ha! And I'm really having difficulties...so I've switched, yet again. The new one also says my browser's outdated, ha! ha! but at least it lets me work normally...time for a new computer i methinks, not just a new browser... Meanwhile, I'm in the process of printing out all my blog entries from here (making a little, uhm, not so little

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What I cannot see does not exist.Wait, wait now. All of you who know me, stop waving your hands in the air yelling "What happened to the 21st century open-minded lover of and believer in science and technology?!" and let me elaborate a little.I'm not talking here about a distant galaxy billions of light years away from Earth that we cannot see but it's there nonetheless. And I'm not talking about

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Imagine going to your friendly neighbourhood butcher shop to buy your meat for the week. Now imagine your freindly neighbourhood butcher handing you your bag with goodies and saying, with a freindly smile: "That comes to 72.00 swiss franks sir." Ok, now imagine that you reach in your pocket and realize you've forgotten your wallet at home. Keep imagining. Imagine, just for a second, that you

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Pop Quiz: How do you shower while you're being watched by two curious two-year-olds? Answer: Very fast! Yesterday morning I jump in the shower, just like any morning. About two minutes into it, as I'm humming along, the bathroom door swings open and two two-year-olds rush in, splat their faces on the shower door and yell: Whatcha doin'? Whatcha doin'? For the love of God and all that is holy!!!

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Wednesday, March 2, 2011To Dry Or Not to Dry This is the big question in my family at the moment. Drying dishes. Simple enough task but oh the cause of so much discussion in my household as of late. I am of the opinion that drying the dishes is a total waste of perfectly good time and energy that can be spent on something(s) so much more important or fun. The dishes can't wash themselves, so you

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Monday, February 8, 2010Bottles Up, Uhrr, I Mean, Bottoms Up! Yesterday, my baby graduated from the breast to the bottle. Big step. How do I feel? Well, my feelings are mixed. Those of you who know the kind of problems we had with breastfeeding from the start might think, hey, what mixed feelings, rejoyce! Yes, I do rejoyce, but I'm also a bit sad. I rejoyce because I'm free. I can now eat and

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Tuesday, January 26, 2010Old McDonald Had A Farm...And It Ruined His Social Life Howdy! If you have the time to be reading this, that means you're not a true Farmville person, or not one at all.Farmville. The new craze on Facebook. Millions of people are playing and have become addicted to it. I am/was one of them. Am, because I still play. Was, because I don't let it take over my life

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I'm back. A positive change in my life has brought me back here. Here's where I started and here's where I'd like to continue..even if I don't blog as often now that I've got a very active and naughty 2 year-old. But that hasn't stopped me from being opinionated, lol, and it really helps to let some steam off on here. Mom, I know you didn't like the new blog, so here you go, you can do your click

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Wow! It's been a while, eh folks?! Someone had left a comment on an old post of mine and suddenly I have been reminded that this blog existed, lol.So much has happened in my life since my last post. I've had to fight many deamons but I've also been sent an Angel, my son, Carlo. He was born, after a long and painful anticipation, on August 6th, 2009. And since then, my life has been enhanced not a

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Told you I won't stay silent for too long.....Here are a couple of facts I've learned in the past couple of days about which I would like to voice my opinion. Now, keep in mind that this is solely my personal opinion (says in my profile description that I'm opinionated) and does not reflect that of Blogger or anyone else.That said, here we go:1. "Jessica Simpson goes country." Great! About time

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Hi Everyone,As many of you have noticed, I haven't been keeping up with this blog as of late. The reason for this is our recently made purchace. The biggest one in my life so far.We've bought an appartment in a challet which is being built right now. My husband is part of the building project, so he's pretty much MIA for six out of the seven week days. I get to see him for a couple of hours in

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Flies. Who would have thought there are so many different meanings. http://wordnet.princeton.edu/perl/webwn?s=fliesMy definition: gross, winged creatures who terrorise me all day at work!Summer in the Alps of Switzerland is characterised by lush, green pastures covered with colourful wild flowers beneath snow covered peaks stabbing through the blue skies and cute cows grazing peacefully, bells

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So we're back. Have been for a week and a half actually. But life grabbed us by the you know what right from the start and I haven't had the chance to come on here until today. I'm working a lot more now. First, I increased my work load by one day from three to four days a week, and second, I'm working my holidays off since I had used them all up for this year before we even headed on to Canada.

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Hi guys, I know most of you know this already, but I've been on vacation for the past two weeks and therefore away from the blog. I'll be back in a week...God willing :) I'll see you all then.

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A very good friend of mine recently introduced me to an Internet site called "Twitter". As I'm sure all of you are Internet savvy, I won't bore you with explaining what the site is. I was reluctant to join at first, as I am not Internet savvy and wary of signing up for things but since I trust my very good friend, I joined.It didn't take me long to figure the site out and, following my friend's

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Apparently, the big craze right now is to write poems. I'm not very good at it, although my version of "Jolene" by Dolly Parton was not too bad, or at least you people said so, and the "Astronaut" poem is something I am actually proud of. So here is another one. I've been asked by some to add the "Where I've Been" application on Facebook since I've been to so many places around the world. But as

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Do you die from eating dandelion leafs?? I hope not, cuz I ate half a leaf last night. You see, dandelion leafs are NOT Rucola! After spending half an hour last night thoroughly washing them and making a salad, I took a bite out of one leaf and immediately realized there was something wrong with my Rucola, namely, IT WASN'T RUCOLA AT ALL! It tasted nothing like it and was very bitter. I spat it

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It's springtime! And what better to eat than fresh greens. And what better than fresh greens you picked yourself. We had a long weekend this past weekend and beautiful weather. We armed ourselves with gloves and scissors (for the nettle), and plastic bags and off we went. We picked nettle, rucola and bärlauch. Nettle. Yes, the stuff that burns and gives you a rash if you touch it. I

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A couple of days ago, my husband turned 30. I threw him a big surprise party to include all his family and friends. He was surprised. And very happy. We celebrated till 5:30 am! He got lots of great birthday presents which consisted mainly of alcohol and chocolate (nothing wrong with that) but a couple of his nieces and nephews gave him a much more special kind of present. Window art. I don't

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No, it's not chicken. I'd like to write here a little about something which has been bugging me for a long time and I've been wanting to get it off my chest for a while. I never really understood the idea behind the Swiss Chalet restaurant chain. It has absolutely nothing to do with anything Swiss or a chalet, or a Swiss chalet. I took my Swiss husband to one of those restaurants when we were

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Here's an appalling story which rocked Europe for the last couple of days. No, it's not the bank situation, although that's a pretty hot topic right about now too. This story is as unbelievable as it is disgusting and if my meme didn't do it for you, this one WILL turn your stomachs, that's a promise.In 1984 in Austria, a very sick man locked his 18 year-old daughter in a cellar underneath his

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It’s actually a Meme, but I’m supposed to write eight facts about myself here so that’s why I call it Me!Me!I started this blog to keep my parents (who live far away from us) informed about what’s going on in our lives and now, look what it’s come to. I’m doing memes! I’m doing it because I’ve been tagged by a friend and I don’t wish to break the chain and be the dead end. So, here it is and at

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Last weekend, a dear friend of mine came up to visit us on top of our mountain. We didn't force her to eat horse. We didn't have to because she had cooked and brought with her a most yummy spaghetti sauce and Cesar salad. She also brought a little after dinner treat for desert. Absinthe. The stuff is illegal in many countries across the world (and rightfully so) but not in Switzerland. It

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It's 6pm. Do you know who your relatives are?Apparently, I don't. Here's the thing: A patient of mine looks at my name tag today and says: "Oh, you're a ...(last name here). Are you at all related to Reto (last name here)?" And I say: "I'm very related to Reto (last name here). I'm his wife." And then the patient says (jokingly, I think?): "Ah well, his wife, then you're technically not related

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Bloody TV again. Last night, we were watching a show where some guy was trying to compliment his wife by saying something like: "Your hair is so ... beautiful, the colour is like ... well, like the colour of my beer, so ... beautiful." I laughed at that and said to my husband, jokingly: "I'm happy you don't tell me my hair is the colour of your beer." His reply: "Oh, that would be really bad beer

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Thomas Vogel is quick! How quick? Well, can you undo 60 bras in 60 seconds? Didn't think so. Tom can't either, but close. Just to give you some sort of idea what kind of shows they broadcast on German television, last night my husband and I watched a guy by the name of Thomas Vogel try and beat his own record of undoing 60 bras in 60 seconds with only the fingers of one hand. I don't have to tell

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Living in a posh ski resort in Switzerland, I am used to seeing the rich and the famous wonder around the place in their thick, long fur coats or driving around in their Jaguars, Bentleys, Cadillacs and oversized Porsche SUV’s. I pay no mind to them now, dismissing them as a mild annoyance and good revenue for the village during the high season. They are like … migratory birds really. I’ve seen

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My husband has discovered a monster! Last night, while flipping through the channels and playing with the remote control, he accidentally discovered that there were games installed on our TV. I knew that, of course, but I hadn't said anything (not purposefully, believe it or not. It just never came up). He's got Playstation II and the computer, so I figured why would he need to play games on the

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You would notice I've made some "renovations" to the blog. It had been bugging me for a long time and here I fianlly did something about it. Now my long blog entries will only appear longer, lol, but so be it. I like this look much better. It's cleaner and simpler.Now if I can only figure out why I can't import it to the stupid Facebook? It took me this long to get brave enough to do it and it

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We're back.I've been accused before of posting blog entries too long for comfort, and at first, I considered blogging this in two or three parts, but after some thought, it seemed to me that doing it this way would somehow subtract from its effect. It would strip it, if you will, from its beauty and magic which is the true essence of this whole experience, and the true essence of the magnificent

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I sit here in my brother-in-law's appartment in the outskirts of Zurich looking out the window at the low, grey skies and dreading tomorrow. Most people in my situation would be extatic right about now but me, I shiver at the thought of getting on a plane tomorrow afternoon.As you guys already know, we leave for our trip to the Maldives tomorrow, Monday March 3rd, and will be gone for two weeks.

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Gstaad Ski School looks pretty good for being 75 years old! This weekend is their big Anniversary Celebration. Friday night is Snow Night, which is a snow on skis put on by the Ski School. Reto is participating as usual. At least this year he's got a cool role as opposed to last year when he had to be dressed like a witch and ski down holding a burning torch. This year he gets to ski down on a

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My husband had heard about this restaurant where they make the best steak served on hot stone. A "hot stone" is like a hot plate that the steak somes on and keeps sizzling on it the whole time. So we went to check it out. They had a choice of beef or horse meat and then the full portion and a half portion. We decided on the horse, I know some of you may not approve of eating horse but it is

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I was chilling at home yesterday, talking with a friend on the phone when suddenly the sirens started whaling. I could hear them on my side coming from the back of the house and I could hear them on the other side of the phone at my friend's place. She lives down in the valley. Of course I freaked out! What the hell? I'd never, ever heard sirens here in Switzerland before and now it seemed like

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My husband's usually pretty good at running to my rescue every single time I am faced with a life threatening situation such as chipping a nail, or getting a run in my stocking, or running out of mascara, except when he's playing the blasted Ski Challenge game, which is exactly what he was doing the evening an eight-legged monstrosity decided to drop by for dinner.....literally!Now, I'm not sure

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It has been quite a while since I've had to perform the duties of a Dental Assistant. I'd say good ten years. That's enough time to erase any knowledge of Dental Assisting skills left in my brain. But today, it all came back, well, sort of.I got to work this morning at quarter past eight as I always do on the days that I work, and prepared for my eight thirty start. At eight forty five, there was

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One of my favourite nights since Heroes and Lost are on! But last Monday night, I had a bit of trouble staying awake and focused due to my zombie state (see previous entry) so I really had to come up with some way of keeping my mind on what was going on in the shows.The solution came to me as I went to switch to the English version. I then kept switching the channel from Deutch to English every

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Yup, that's me. Since about a week and a day, I've been living in a sort of dazed state of mind. I walk around unaware of my surroundings, I bump into things, I drop things. We're not even going to mention my poor patients. Why am I like that? Because I'm asleep.Well, my brain is asleep while my body desperately tries to go about its daily routine. That doesn't work. We need our brains, believe

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Switzerland's Alps or Australia's Beaches

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Blogging and Facebook....not the same!A friend of mine, whose blog I've been faithfully reading, is changing blog sites. But the way he chose to inform us about that was slightly misleading at first. When you just begin reading the entry where he wishes to say he's moving on, you get the feeling that he's actually quitting the blog. Now, I am not the only one who follows his blog, not by a long

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Someone finally decided to do something about it! Thanks!Who do these people think they are? Barging in here on their private jets oblivious to local people's peace and quiet! Of course flights into Zweisimmen and St. Stephan are declining and ones into Saanen are increasing. Who goes to Zweisimmen or St. Stephan? No, they all come here to the hot spot Gstaad! Why can't they drive up here like

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As most of you already know, back in May 2007, I developed a "problem" with my right wrist. I say "problem" since we don't exactly know what is wrong. When I went to see the doctor about it, my family doctor, who is just the best doctor I've ever had in my life so far, was away on holidays unfortunately, so I had to see his college, a female doctor, who is just the worst possible doctor I've ever

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Well, they've come! Sushi has finally arrived in Gstaad! About time already! We got the above menu in the mail about a couple of weeks ago and you can imagine my excitement! I don't have to take a 2 hour train ride down to the valley to get some of that Japanese goodness any more! Now, it's right under my nose! And since it's in the Grand Hotel, I'm sure it's top quality! I will be checking it

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My baby has been swiftly and unexpectedly taken away from me! I'm talking about my computer: my connection to the world, my portal into my family and friends' lives, my free phone calls, my encyclopedia, my music box and oh so much more! Up until recently, it all belonged to me and only me. My husband had absolutely no interest in it except for maybe once in a month when he'd sign in to check his

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Thanks everyone who visits this site! Thanks for your interest and support through this past year! I hope 2008 is good to all of us and I hope to see you all here again. I hope we can all laugh at, mock, and overcome our new trials and tribulations of 2008! Cheers!

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I rest my case!

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And this is how some crazy man decided to spend his Christmas! I took those from my window on the afternoon of December 26th. Think his ass might have been an icicle by the time he landed. Some people!

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Poor little Gstaad is getting too small for the season crowds! Or are the crowds getting too big for little Gstaad?? In either case, the village is brimming with activity. The tourists and seasonal folk have arrived! The place is a zoo! The streets are jam packed with traffic, the roundabouts congested, the parking lots over filled! I can't say we like it. My husband needs three times as much

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Here is Luther Vandros singing my absolute favourite Christmas song! I hope you all are safe, warm and with the ones you love this season! Love you all!

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I have to blog about this, because i'm absolutely in love with it! It's my new shower gel, "Winterabend" meaning Winter Evening. I found it a couple of weeks ago while shopping in Bern but i only began using it a couple of days ago after my old shower gel was finished. Well actually, my friend saw it and pointed it out to me. I snapped the cap open to sample its scent and it was love at first

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As of yesterday, I've got absolutely no excuse to get my fat ass in shape, not to mention my struggling heart! I've got me a new exercise bike! Well, I shouldn't say new because it is not. I saw it in my landlord's second hand store and asked him about it. He said it was in a relatively good condition, for a piece of used equipment, you see, so it was a done deal. Twenty bucks later and the

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So here I am walking home from the train station last night, body shivering, teeth clattering, thinking of my warm and cozy living room and dreaming of my usual hot shower. During winter, I take my showers in the evening for a couple of reasons. One, I'm usually quite cold when I come home after a long day's work and my muscles are stiff and achy. Thanks to my amazing friend Allie Pallie, we've

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Every year the village of Saanen puts on a Christmas Fair. They close down a portion of the main street to traffic and put up all kinds of stands full of beautiful Christmas 'stuff', most of it hand-made. A live band walks around the fair grounds making stops along the way to play a Christmas tune or two. And since we live in the village of Saanen, and since i love Christmas fairs and just about

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What's wrong with this picture? Look closely. This is our Christmas Advent wreath. Two of the candles have already been lit, of course, since last Sunday was Second Advent. But notice something odd? You may not, because to an unaware set of eyes, it all looks perfectly fine. But i know different!My husband and I were in the store looking at Christmas Advent wreaths. They had a few different kinds

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T'was two weeks before Christmas and all through the forest one creature was stirring looking for the perfect Christmas tree!Last Saturday, my husband equipped himself with a pair of skis and a hand-held saw and headed up the mountain with the gondula. He skied down an off-road wild terrain through untouched serene snowy forest to a place he knew well, a patch of forest owned by his parents with

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Just as i said that our snow had melted all away, here came the new batch! Monday and Tuesday brought the white stuff back to the Alps. Just in time for Santa Clause Day tomorrow, December 6th. Today, however, was quite an unusual day as far as weather is concerned. It started out sunny and clear and suddenly, a strange blanket of fog covered the land but could not exterminate the sunshine

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Even though the initial snow has almost all melted away, we're still in good Christmas cheer! The roundabouts of Saanen and Gstaad have been decked with scenes from the Christmas story, all carved out of wood, of course, and equipped with lights which bring them to life at night! Unfortunately, i didn't get to snap a pic of all of them at night, but it is much better seen live anyway! Santa&His

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Hello, my name is...(insert name here depending on which continent you find yourself on)I was born in Europe and my parents were so nice to give me a typical European name, Russian to be perfectly exact. I love my name and never encountered any problems with it while growing up in Europe. But then, my family moved to North America. And suddenly, my European name seemed to stick out like a sore

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Wow! I found this on YouTube and thought it was kind of interesting! I'm sure that to North Americans, Rammstein lyrics sound much like a nonsense jumble like the one above but for those of us who actually understand the German language, this is what we hear:Ich liebe dichIch liebe dich nichtIch liebe dich nicht mehrIch liebe dich nicht mehrIch liebe dich nicht mehrOder weniger als duAls du mich

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"Sterbender Hof" (Dying House) "Morgenlicht" (Morning Light) "Herbstgartenlandschaft" (Autumn Garden Landscape) "Lauenenhorn" (Mount Lauenen)Unnamed Painting in the Atelier"Verschneite Gleise" (Snowed-in Train Tracks)Unnamed piece in Atelier"Wohin" (Where To)"Kalter Friede" (Cold Freedom)"Chlausenplatz" (Santa's Place)"Samichlausens Tschugge" (Santa's Boots)"Bern am 6. Dezember" (Bern on the 6th

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Peter Bergmann is 70 years old. He is also a renowned Berner Oberland painter from the village of Oberville, which is only a short drive from our village along the Simmental, down towards the town of Thun. Back until a few days ago, i had no idea who Peter Bergmann was, but since he turned 70 recently, the local paper printed an article about him which mentioned that a special exhibition of some

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So here we are in mid November and already we got half a meter of fresh new powdery white stuff covering the ground. It's beautiful and it's early. I guess that is "making up" for last winter when we hardly got any snow and it came very late in the season. The ski slope operators are thrilled. So thrilled, in fact, that they've decided to officially open some of the slopes early this season,

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I have been unaware of this till a few days ago, but apparently, i've been paying "church tax" and i didn't even know it!It came out the other night as my husband and i lay in bed just before falling asleep. That is when our most enlightening conversations happen, by the way. My husband expressed concern that bad weather's coming and snow's coming and he will need to put his bicycle away, inside

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Just when we thought we were safe from ghouls and monsters here in the peaceful country of Switzerland, they decided to invade and did it successfully, lol!Halloween night, October 31st, 2007, 18:56, i'm just about to jump in the shower to wash off the day and the Satan worshiper out of my hair (know what i mean, Allie?!) when the door bell rings. I kick the door of the bathroom closed with one

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It is the end of October and warm, golden days are being replaced with chilly, gray days. This means, of course, that very soon the winter season will be upon us. And that means the end of me being able to walk home from work. So, as this realization came into my head as i was working on my last patient yesterday afternoon, and as i looked out the windows of my room to see that the sun was still

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the source of our pumpkin Jamie Oliver's Pumpkin and Rice Soup With Coconut Milk Lana's Version'Tis the season for pumpkins and since we had gotten one from a pumpkin stand a while ago, we decided to....no, not to carve it into a Jack-O-Lantern, which would have been cool, since "Halloween" does not exist in Switzerland....but to make pumpkin soup out of it.I had never made soup of any kind in

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this is our Nissan in the garageand here it is in front of our house later the same daySo we have ourselves a new car, which is by no means "new", but it sure is new to us. It's a 1996 Nissan Primera, an 11 year-old grandma in the body of a 2 year-old girl, lol. It's true. The car is old in years but it has been very well taken care of and is in great shape both on the outside and inside (engine)

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Superheroes. I've been fascinated by them since i was a child and my fascination only grew stronger as i grew older. Could be because in my not too long but full of interesting experiences life, i have come to realise that they do really exist. You can call me naive or crazy, you can laugh at me if you like, but i stand by my belief. And they come in various shapes and sizes, all possessing

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This here is the epiphany of cool! No, it really doesn't get any cooler than that!! I mean, it's "Come Together" by the Beatles, which in itself is an extremely cool song, but here it's being covered by a JAPANESE band, which is just....the epiphany of cool! Why wasn't i at that concert drinking my high tea and singing along with those guys??? This is fucking sick!!!These guys cover other Beatles

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I was waiting for the train on Friday morning last week to go down to Bern city for lunch and shopping with friends. I felt a little thirsty so i walked over to the vending machine to see what it has to offer. I don't drink carbonated drinks, so I was looking for some juice, or ice tea, since it was early in the morning and i wanted a little pick-me-upper, and coke was out of the question. As i

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To all who complain about F1 safety regulations, speed limitation, engine manipulation, etc. The blackest day of F1 racing, loss of a legend. Aerton, we miss you dearly and will forever!After i saw this crash live, i swore i would never watch F1 again, and i did not for over 5 years, but now, i have once again given in to what's dear to my heart, automobile racing, speed, great men displaying

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A while back in the beginning of summer, on our one year wedding anniversary, my husband and i planted some mini/dwarf sunflowers in a pot. They took. We had about five little ones that grew and needed more space. So i re-planted four of them in the backyard and left one in the pot. Sadly, the four sunflowers in the backyard did not make it. A couple of days after i re-planted them there,

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by Lana von Siebenthal and insipired by the best astronaut ever, you know who you are!! thanks!!It's getting kind of cold up hereMore time goes by, another yearI seem to have misplaced my crewAnd this is not my dream come trueI dreamed of this as a little boyI went to bed with my rocket toyMy wife cried when i got the callBut i stood there, proud and tallThey said i'd make it if i'm strongBut how

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here's something to ponder...

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Why, it's Jackie Chan, of course!We were flipping through the TV channels last night, seeing what's on, and happened upon a movie called "The Medallion". Now, i had never seen the movie but, of course, i'd heard of it and i knew it was with......yeah, that funny, little, Chinese guy who knows karate and does his own stunts. Yeah, i knew who he was except, for the life of me, i could not remember

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This past weekend, September 21st till the 23rd, saw yet another annual Country Night in Gstaad. The 19th one to be exact. It's actually wrong to call it Country Night since it lasts more than one night but hey, who am i to start changing things around here when they've been a certain way for such a long time??!Country music stars such as Randy Travis, Rhonda Vincent, Julie Roberts and Riders in

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As most of you already know, we were happy to play hosts to one of our good friends who moved back to Canada just over a year ago and who was here, in Switzerland, visiting for a couple of weeks. She was 'round and about during her stay here visiting old places, and discovering new ones. One of the old places she wanted to visit was the Cailler Chocolate Factory in Broc, a village not too far

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Autumn. Believe it or not, it's my most favourite season of the year. Yes, I love summer, of course. It's hot, full of energy, lush and green. I love spring too because it signifies the end of winter and the coming of summer. It's warm, colourful and fresh. I have to say, i'm not a big fan of winter, but the season does have its beauty especially when it's a real snowy one. It's white, clean and

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I've really had it now with this WindowsLive Spaces website! A while ago i discontinued writing my blogs on that site because it was giving me numerous problems with freezing and booting me out, etc, but i was still uploading my photos there for convenience to you, my faithful friends and family. However, today as i was trying to upload my photos from BG (and thanks Mom, you were very prompt), i

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Like i mentioned in my last post, we had three weather-perfect weeks of summer in BG and i was a little afraid that coming back to CH would mean cold, wet, and nasty weather. But i was wrong, and my worries were totally unfounded for we came back to a gorgeous autumn in the Alps. It's been sunny and warm and very pleasant since we've been back. Cool in the early mornings and late evenings, cold

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Hi Everyone!I'm happy to say we've come back home safely and soundly(lol) from our trip to East Europa. We had a wonderful time despite my initial concerns, and i'm happy to say the whole experience went better than i expected, pfew! But it's oh so good to be back home again. It was tough saying goodbye to the people we left behind and the ones who proceeded on their own way back to their own

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As most of you already know, we're leaving for three weeks on a trip to my home country of Bulgaria, so i will not be writing for a while. I am hoping that our trip goes smoothly and safely and I am looking forward to resuming my post as a blogger soon!Ciao for now everyone. Those of you who are going on your own vacations, have a wonderful time and enjoy yourselves! The rest of you, enjoy

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Summer 2007 has not been a good one in Switzerland. And this month, August, the entire country has been flooded yet again. This is the second time this summer and the worst one in two years. We are lucky to live on high ground where flooding is very rare if not non-existent but the poor people in the vallies are having a hard time right now! The army has been called in in the worst affected areas

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Aug1st Fireworks Lake Lauenen Lake Hongrin Thursday, July 26th, was a huge shopping day for me and Allie. Our shopping spree spanned two cities and dozens of stores. We met at 11am in Bern and left at 6:45pm from Thun to drive back up to Saanen. It was loads of fun. We even had a health carrot/mango juice (which tasted like crap) spilling incident. Thank

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TedNedThe heat wave is over for now, and we woke up to an overcast, cool day today. Normally, i don't like that, but when i'm working, I prefer it. I have grown unaccustomed to the evil they call "air conditioning" (yeah, that's another one to add to the microwave and Sunday shopping) so while at work, i prefer to have the french doors open rather than turn on the air (one girl at work is sick

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Backtracking slightly to the day before our climb to see the sunrise....The day before was a complete contrast in terms of strenuous activities, scary night cow encounters and sore legs. The day before was a relaxing, sun soaking, peaceful day at Lac Retaud (pronounced "Reto" for those of you who didn't get an A in high school french, lol). Of course my husband took the opportunity to joke about

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Me: "I can't see anything. I can't see where i'm stepping. Shit!"Him: "Don't worry, just hold on to my hand."About 15 min later....Me: "Holy shit! What the hell is that???"Him (very calmly): "It's just a cow. Don't be scared, it won't hurt you."I didn't think cows were up at 4am, but i guess they are. And when they are black and white, and don't carry a bell around their neck, they are not easily

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Ok everyone, sorry for the mix-up with the new site. I am fairly new at this blogging thing, so i'm still learning, bear with me here. This is now the official Reto&Lana von Siebenthal site where friends and family can go to check out what's going on with us and get updated on how we're doing.I think you'll like this one a lot better than the last one. I know, I do. It's much more user-friendly

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