Remind me to never be an 81 year old German woman

I have come to a conclusion. I never want to be an 81 year old German woman. Hear me out.
I spent my last week with an 81 year old German woman. She is sweet and wonderful, so much so that you can't say "no". It isn't a word that can really come out of your mouth. "No, I am full thank-you" really gets you nowhere. This wonderful lady fed us and fed us until we could be fed no more. In fact, she bought 2-4 litre containers of icecream for Jen and I to eat this week. (8 litres of ice cream may sound really awesome to some people... but let's think about this... THAT IS A LOT OF ICE CREAM!!) Ok, so here are the happenings of one of the days this week. (maybe not a total accurate depiction of the average day, but it hurt none the less).
7:22-Jen wakes Patti up. 7:45- Martha announces breakfast. 7:47- Patti and Jen sit to be filled to capacity with ham and egg, a bun, a cinnamon bun, tea, fruit, and offered to eat more because I am not eating enough. 8:02-We finish getting ready to go to VBS. 8:23- Jen tells Patti it is time to go. 8:29-11:46 VBS (mind you that doesn't mean high activity content. I was, for all intents and purposes, the "grace sayer" for snacktime this week.) 11:54- Home for lunch (buns or bread, meat, tomato, cucmber, butter (which can't be spread too thin now, we must be able to see it), home made grape juice (very good by the way) and again the "you're not eating enough talk". 12:26-1:04 read a book. 1:04-2:27 nap time. 2:27 Martha signaling"snack time" Ice cream like you wouldn't believe, like 2 and a half bowls before we are allowed to get up form the table, along with dough chips, and cookies. (remember I have still not done anything yet today). 2:43- sit down to watch Anne of Green Gables, the sequel, part 1. 5:54- Supper time. potato dumplings, moose roast, pork roast, green beans, tomato salad, cucumber salad and grape juice. (there might have been desert, I can't remember). 6:42- Watch Anne of Green Gables the sequel Part 2. 8:22- Martha brings out the icecream part 2. (2 and a half bowls later the serving dish is empty and we are allowed to stop eating). That is the end of the food for the day, although Martha did offer us some cherries, but we kindly refused... somehow.
All in all this week was good though. I may go for a week long fast due to the fact that I do not have a super speed matabolism, nor do I have an extra "ice cream stomach" like my dear friend Erika. I look back on this week as a discovery of how cute old women usually look innocent and harmless, but really are cruel and unusual in their feeding practices. Martha is a blessing from God, don't get me wrong, but her lovely caring ways, and that face that you just can't say "no" to, ultimately makes her mighty and powerful. Here ends my rant of not wanting to become a cute, wonderful, 81 year old German woman.

Oh yeah, the VBS was good too. Cute kids, lots of singing and laughing and fun-ness. Oh, and I got to bake feet cookies one afternoon with Reide's host lady, and went on a trip to Vancouver for an afternoon/evening with her, her daughter and Reide. That was fun.