Baby's named a bad, bad thing. This site had me laughing out loud. How is it possible that there are so many little boys named d'Artagnan?

We had a super weekend in the Eifel, a region of Germany up around the Rhine and Mosel rivers. Lots of excellent German food (Krautwickel) and Bitburger beer. Yum! I took some pictures, but the weather was not that great. I'm sure we'll have another chance, though. And next time we will do a river cruise, too!

Today is Marty and my eleventh wedding anniversary. It was on a Tuesday in 1993, too, an unseasonably hot day in Central Pennsylvania for early May. We went to the justice of the peace and then had dinner at the Victorian Manor in Lemont. Tonight I cooked dinner, and Friday we're going to see West Side Story here in Munich to celebrate.

"We'll all drink to that!"