Happily ever after!

So guess who got married last Friday? Me me me!

Words cannot describe what a happiness overdose the whole experience... Imagine having a room full of chocolate and not having to worry about gaining weight or rotting teeth, and you might come close.

Everything was absolutely fabulous, and the world was a pink and fluffy place full of cartoon hearts and champagne bubbles.
Frikkin' everything was perfect! The weather was the best it could be, the flower arrangements I had no idea how would look were stunning and not to mention my bouquet was the most original, beautiful piece of art I've ever seen.
The food was orgasmicly yummy, the guest were happy and I've never felt so much like a beautiful princess any time before.

And the best part... Getting hitched with the man I am madly in love with!
It was quite overwhelming, to be honest. I tried so hard not to cry all day long, and ended up crying for an hour when we finally were alone the day afterwards. Not because I was sad, but because it was so... emotional, the whole ordeal.

And I would have done it any time again. All the stress and bickering and worried in front, all gone...
I'm sad it's over, but it was the best day I've ever had. I'll tell more at a later time, right now my hubby wants me to build his Lego Star Wars thingy with him.

Turn on the waterworks

Today we met with the priest.
And Kjersti, who's been a total cucumber all the while planning this, was hit by nerves like a brick.

Or, not instantly. First we had a (long) nice chat about Love and I, and what to expect from marriage... but then, the rehearsal in church? Sheesh... I have no idea how I'll get through that. I do hope someone videotapes the whole thing, 'cause I suspect I won't remember a thing afterwards.
But I'll cry. That's a given... I couldn't even hear the priest say the vow thingy today without tearing up completely. On with the waterworks already...
And I don't think nodding counts by the way, so I'll have to croak out something. And without looking at Love, 'cause he'll be just as bad as I am, and what good will it do if we both bawl our eyes out?

But it's a wedding... I suppose people are expecting it.

GAAAH! Help!

Self pity

Today is constitution day.

That means you go outside, watch kids parade with flags and eat ice cream. Afterwards, you gather with your family and have a BBQ and eat cake and have a great time.

I, too, was supposed to do that. Except guess who got sick? Me me...
So this year I've been sleeping, eating soup and feeling sorry for myself, and guilty because Love didn't get to see his family (he didn't want to leave me alone today) and I missed out on our nephews and niece in their parades.

But then again, it would be very unwise to share my germs with half of our wedding party ;)
And to be honest, it was a relief to know that I could spend the entire day in my bed, sleeping, if I wanted to. I think I'm a lot better already, because I was only able to nap for like 20 minutes just now, and when I'm sick I usually manage to sleep the entire day.
But then again, I slept 12 hours last night...

So... I'll probably spend the day writing my speech and doing layouts for our church programme and menues.

And we'll have steak for dinner. It's very expensive to get a proper steak here in Norway, so it's something we usually only do once a month, or when we have something to celebrate.

On a completely different note... This time next week, I'll be a Mrs. Yikes!

A big huge hug to...

Miss M!!

First off, Happy happy birthday tomorrow!
But secondly, thank you so much for helping us with the favors and wedding stuff.

The shop we wanted to order from, didn't ship internationally, and even if they had done so, it would have cost us a fortune getting it through customs (Norway is weird about stuff you order online. They haven't raised the allowed value limit, as in what you can order before having to pay extra, since the 70s... arses!).
So M helped us and because of her we'll have a completely original, untraditional decor.

She also designed gorgeous necklaces for my bridesmaids and they'll look absolutely stunning wearing it.
Yes, I am all about the details. I think it might be the details that keep me from worrying about the big stuff. Because if I start worrying about the bigger issues, my brain will implode or something... I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to handle it.
For instance, just being introduced at a meeting at work today, and having everyone's eyes on me... very very uncomfortable.
Just imagine how it'll be next week.. Meeep!

But this post isn't about me. It's about the wonderful M who's helped us so much. And it's her birthday tomorrow, so head over and wish her a good one!

M, you're getting something from us. I just have to wait till this blows over and we return to normal land again, not happy, fluffy pink land.

Feeling a bit wordy today

Well, as forementioned, I had an appointment with my hairdresser today.
I needed to dye my hair (and no way I'm doing that myself, with the wedding just days away!), get it cut and then try out some up-dos for the wedding.

Just to be sure, I brought the veil, the tiara AND the pretty table placement card holders and cinderella carriage candles with me, so that she could get the general idea of our theme.
Well... that was apparently kind of an unusual thing to do.

Bridezilla much? No, to be honest, not really. I am very detail-focused, and want things to be exactly the way I pictured it, but I won't throw a fit because I have to spend an hour plucking out hair pins after the wedding.
Or maybe I will, if I get frustrated? I'm known to stomp around occasionally.
But I am amazingly calm at the moment. Maybe because almost everything is in place, and the things that need fixing are minor details (like the menues and the church programme and the photographer and the meeting with the priest and oh fuck, that's a lot of things! EEEP!).
But mostly it's because the new job is distracting me. I have new, shiny toys and a bunch of new colleagues who entertain me and keep me sane at the moment.

OW!

I'm a wuzz. Especially when it comes to painful things. That's why I haven't really bothered plucking my eyebrows. They don't really need a lot of plucking to begin with, and I have no unibrow tendencies either. So yes, in the prospect of pain, I shrink away.

Well... today my hairdresser let her tweezer loose on my brows. (How come that sounded dirty?) She said she didn't have to pluck much, but still wanted to get some of the strays out... But seeeriouuusly! OW!

I once got a tip from a make-up woman to buy lube with painkiller-stuff in it, that it would numb the area down so that it wouldn't be as painful. Needless to say, I have never tried that, 'cause you'll see piggies flying before I go and buy something like that. I'm pretty sure the "common" use for that kind of lube isn't brow plucking.

Hen night

Getting married means also having a hen night. Pretty sweet deal! I've always wanted to walk around in public, wearing a veil with penises in it...
Actually, the veil was sort of cute, and I had a big, flashy banner that said "bride to be" on also. I looked the part, allright.

They kidnapped me and took me by bus to an amusement park. It was an express bus specificly for that park, and they blindfolded me so that I wouldn't see anything. They also talked the bus driver into not saying anything about our destination. It was very sweet! Unfortunately for my friends, they sat me in front of two kids who were yapping about the amusement park constantly.

I didn't mind, though. That park is always fun, even for little, fraidycat me. I even got my act together and tried a few of the rides! But half of us girls were really, really scared of the rides, so they didn't force me to do the ones I was terrified of. Very thankful for that.
I had lots of slush (yum!), lollipop and generally felt like I was five again, because I could have anything I wanted and didn't have to pay for anything.
It was a bit odd though, walking around there with the pecker veil and just so obviously up to no good.

We took an old fashioned western photo also. There's this place in the park where you can dress up and have your photo taken, and all six of us girls dressed up like tarts and had a blast. Giggle frenzy much? Not at all...
But it turned out to be a very nice keepsake, and I'll make sure everyone gets a copy.

We spent the rest of the day at one of my friends' house where we had a lovely lasanga dinner and too much chocolate and cake.
They blindfolded me again, and made me open presents which I had to guess what it was and then guess who gave it. I ruled! Even the naughty gift I got right, though I needed some explaining on the use... No, it didn't vibrate, if that's what you're thinking ;)
Afterwards we did facials and foot massages and just general pampering. And everyone (well, minus one) spent the night, so it was a proper sleep over. I ended up on the couch, because the camping stuff I had brought with me was completely useless. Well, it's been a while since I slept on a couch, I don't think I've done that since my "russ" days, but it was fun too.

Very tired today though. I'm going to bed very shortly, because I have to get up early tomorrow to commute to work. Right now I'm sort of thinking "whyyyyy?", but I'm pretty sure once I get the hang of things at work, I'll love it so much I won't mind.
My colleagues seem to be a nice bunch of people, and just having new toys to play with is pretty fun.

I'll tell you more about it later, but right now I'm too tired.
I'm one very happy Kjersti, but alas a very sleepy one too.
Hope you all had a nice weekend :)