Back in March of 2012, my wife and I were in the kitchen cooking chili. (And not just any chili, but ultra spicy, bowel shivering, anus puckering death chili.)
During the course of the food preparation, we struck up a conversation about German vocabulary. Specifically, she taught me how to say the word “television,” which is “der Fernseher.” Literally, “Fernseher” translates into English as “far seer.” I nodded and stroked my chin, and we both took a moment to enjoy the blatantly obvious logic behind this discovery. Then my wife smiled and gestured with a large wooden spoon in her hand, swirling it in the air like a magic wand of knowledge, declaring:
“I like when we speak German together so that we are both learning. Like Tarzan and Jane.”*
*Guess which one of us is the cultured debutante, and which one is the talking monkeyboy in a loincloth…
If you would like to read another post about my German wife’s wonderful talent for unique articulation, check out this other gem: Coastal Breezes at the Oregon Coast Affect Exactly ONE Part of My German Wife’s Body
Oh God, My Wife Is German. 
Have you “jammed your hand hand into a jar of crushed red peppers” and then went to use the bathroom, #1…. Yeeeeeowwwwwwwww….
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Haw haw! No, but I have a friend who did exactly that. Just one little touch to the side of his nutsack and he said he was done for an hour.
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You stroked your chin whilst making chili? Lol it could have easily ended with you hopping like Tarzan in pain!
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:) True. Of course, it’s not like I jammed my fist into a jar of crushed red peppers first. (Although that’s something I would totally do.)
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