One has to love when your relatives call you in the morning, and then state that they'll be at your home sometime that evening to talk to you... I'm beginning to realize people on my Mutti's side of the family enjoy doing this. They're usually on there way somewhere, though then they realize, "Doesn't Isolde live in KY with her daughter, Stefanie? Who probably doesn't even remember us because we last saw her in Germany?"
"Ja!"
"Oh, let's visit."
... The Only Relatives from my Mutti's side that have not done that, were my Aunt Doris, Uncle Bernt, and Oma.
.. The last person to do this was my Aunt Hilda, her daughter, and her husband. (Her daughter, whose name I forget but is absolutely amazing, Just got married. My Mutti and I wanted to go to the wedding, though if I can't even remember her name, I suppose it's alright that we couldn't make it. )
So now it's Aunt Jutta. (Pronounced U-da. ) She and her husband are stopping in for three hours and then leaving.
Funnnnnn.
