Der Bericht an Deutsch

That means - I think - The report on German. And if it doesn't, that's what it's supposed to mean, and you should cut me a break b/c today was only my first day (!). 

Now onto der Bericht (note: in German, you capitalize all nouns, so that's not just me being fancy-shmancy with my non-existent new language skills. Except you see that I obviously learned something . . . ): 

I loved it. 

The teacher's hilarious, wonderfully random, and really really good at conveying the material. Plus he moves at a reasonable pace - which is super impt. for someone who hasn't formally studied a language in, gulp, over a decade. 

This morning, as we walked from Starbucks to class, I said to Butcher, "This is my life," with a sigh. Getting up at 6:20 a.m., driving an hour + in rush hour traffic, starting class at 9 a.m., sitting there for three hours . . . I was not looking forward to this ordeal. 

But I enjoyed myself. A lot. I learned things. I felt smart. And it was like a throw-back to my beloved days of Latin where I thrilled at both my increasing knowledge of another language and my growing facility with English. This is all incredibly starry-eyed, I realize, but hey - I'm going with it if it's here to go with. 

Don't get me wrong - I'd rather not have 5 hours a day consumed by driving and class time when I could be whiling the day away at mi casa. (Throwing some Spanish in there - how do you like that one?) BUT since that's not an option, the current situation seems to be just about the best one a girl could find herself in. 

Some rockin' German castle 

Correction: it could be better - I could be learning German in that awesome castle above, although I guaran-darn-tee you I wouldn't eat their food.