action//reaction

lots going on.
skipping over ninetyeight percent of it to say that i had a cozy thursday with johnny in the city.

made an event of going to the udlændingeservice to hand in my ægtefællesamføring papers so i can get that most prized of visas in my (new) passport ... permanent residency, laaa..::glory::.. we took a number and spent the hour of waiting to be called sitting at the lakes, then handed in all the stuff and headed over to have a burger. all thats left is to wait...three months?...until i am approved. and then i can get a job.

in the meantime, i am heading back to danish class. starting tomorrow...really looking forward. i have plenty of time now so...way to fill it with something productive. called the school today to set up an appointment and spoke about five minutes in danish with someone on the other end who turned out to be an american...at which point in the conversation we switched to english, because it feels weird. realized after i hung up that i didnt quite know that was an american accent because none of my american friends ever speak danish, and i had never heard it before. bizarre.

these days have been mostly filled with good intentions, instant coffee, lots of jane austen (for whom i give daily thanks), contentment in marriage and baking. my latest triumph has been sunflower seed bread, which is as easy to make as it is delicious. enjoy the tune below as you are out on your bikes, milking the last truly sunny summer days in copenhagen.

watching // both bridget jones'
listening // "action/reaction" - choir of young believers
reading // emma - jane austen
awaiting // Lost season 5 on dvd (hello, december 8th...)

est. 20.06.09

hej...

finally got around to uploading the wedding pictures to facebook.
here are two little links to the albums:

album // one

album // two

it was seriously one of the most beautiful days in the history of earth.
can hardly believe how we got so lucky when i look at those pictures - both with the weather, and with each other.
john is such a babe.

we went to a movie in the park last night - "zulu sommerbio" - where everyone brings a blanket, grills out on those mini webers, and watches a movie at 9.30. it is Super cozy - like the ultimate summer night. yesterday they showed this swedish movie called "mænd, der hader kvinder" - men that hate women. its based on the first book in a series of three that john has been devouring for the last two months, so we thought we would check it out. yea, apparently there were like 15,000 danes with the same idea. place was packed, and the movie - though Really good - has some super violent and disturbing scenes/themes (but that is a swedish movie for you - they are worse than the danes when it comes to this stuff...and thats not coming from me. i heard three different danes say it last night, no joke) ... so even while youre having it cozy in the open air with the stars and a few thousand of your closest friends, it is still Super Weird when there are like -- totally uncensored booty on the screen!! and there you are, in the middle of the mob, knowing that in every direction around you are tons of people watching that same booty on the gigantic screen. a bit bizarre.

finally started a blog for our business, which we are going to try and get in order so we can hopefully start by the end of spring next year. been reading a lot about marketing, very interesting stuff. we bought the domain name and ive drawn out the page designs and our business model is pretty close to water-tight...so the ball is rolling. and hopefully that ball will continue to roll until we can afford a nice big apartment in the middle of the city by the canals (which is really only 8 minutes away on the bike...we dont have it so bad right now at all), maybe a boat or at least his&hers jetskis, whatever we will need for little ones in the future, and enough left over for lots of family vacations. because i will be wanting to return to key west within the next few years.

speaking of. here are honeymoon pictures:

album // one

album // two

now you are informed.
tonight we are going on a boat ride around the canals, then out for tapas in østerbro. will be super cozy. it is like high summer weather around here right now (even went to the beach two days ago) - so we are milking it for all we can get.

off to continue my reading, and to enjoy my day.

watching // lost in translations
listening // "goodbye" - emmylou harris
reading // "emma" - jane austen ... "the new rules of marketing and pr" - david meerman scott

better than a haiku

womens faults are many.
men have only two.
everything they say -
and everything they do.

//

too funny...

i check the ice and i brush off my shoulder

wild week.
about eighty projects in the air right now, or five, but it is busy.

redoing the bathroom, because i couldnt stand to look at it anymore...
...started that last monday and "gave it gas" (as the danes say) for three solid days, then both money and energy sputtered out and died.
...and now i cant stand looking at the three-quarters done thing with nothing on the walls and nowhere to hang a towel. but the road to such a bathroom was paved with such intentions.

writing out and preparing to send like, ninety thank-you cards after the chicago party. that has been an undertaking.
its hard to sit down in front of a blank card (though it is fabulous and gorgeously typeset with the color, font and theme that has carried through our entire wedding -- and isnt that just the beauty -- looking at the whole production from invite to "thank you" and appreciating all the details that were planned in advance and tied the thing together...and quietly congratulating yourself for it)...and not spend sixty minutes telling each recipient exactly why you are so grateful that they came to your party and gave you something nice. it took me about six hours just to get through the first twenty. because everybody was so sweet to us. the heart is so thankful but the hand is weak and needs to be iced.

my mother wants me to send the cards from here, instead of boxing them up, shipping them to palatine and sending them there for fortytwo cents instead of about two dollars. and since she is still the boss of me (??!) i didnt feel like contesting. no problem, except that it costs like five times as much, and means that i will be adhering all manner of danish stamps to these cards for many, many hours in the days to come. its like nine kroner to send a letter to the states, so instead of just buying tons of 9kr stamps, i got like - .25s, .50s, 1krs, 2,50krs, 6krs, 8krs - so that every card will had a few different ones on there. it will take forever, but i hope it turns out cool. plenty of good music to tide me over as i work. see below for inspiration.

also been baking lots. friends coming over tomorrow for lunch will be greeted with cockatoo cupcakes (same recipe as the wedding cake, just with more mango these days because...i wish it was summer and this helps) and my new signature cookie: chocolate chip walnut with brown-sugar. i swear, even the most severe dieter would crumble against this cookie´s tasty charm. and yes, clearly, the pun was intentional.

speaking of hilarious and brilliant. wow - heavy sarcasm tonight...
i was signed in to an old gmail account before hopping over here to blogger and so it took me to a "dashboard" from many, many years ago...and brought up a list of a ton of old blogs that i havent used for such a long time and totally forgot about. spent some hours reading about the summer before my second year of masters, actually - gripping, crucial life drama, of course. just very interesting. i guess it was all a really long time ago even though i still feel like i am nineteen and kind of an idiot. being married doesnt change that. getting super old probably wont either. that is both comforting and bizarre.

anyway. baked cookies, baked cupcakes, made some kick-ay pizza dough with basil and enjoyed that tasty pizza with john, who is as handsome as he is patient and loving. a pretty good day, i will admit.

ps. spent an awesome afternoon on sunday in the middle of copenhagen with about 10,000 danes at a fest called stella polaris where they just set up a few tents in a huge garden by the state art museum and pump some really beautiful electronic music for hours and hours. it was totally surreal. there were beautiful danes all over the place, so chill, laying on the grass with a beer in one hand and the other in the air. that rolling stones remix down there was quite the hit. just saying - we have been out and about these days. gotta love this city.

watching // "scrubs" - season four
listening // "you cant always get what you want (remix)" - rolling stones / soulwax
reading // "a little princess" - frances hodgson burnett & "homicidal psycho jungle cat" - calvin & hobbes

frue

its been a loaded few weeks.
in a mostly good way.

good stuff:
- got married
- fifteen days in key west
- saw the fam in chicago
- saw the friends, including danielle
- new last name

eh stuff:
- a pre-wedding few stress cries
- one pre-wedding meltdown (minor, considering...)
- lots of jetlag
- still suffering
- some family crises, both mild and epic
- a little too much booze for one in-law

...who shall remain nameless. which is sort of pointless, since everyone pretty much heard the story already.

anyway. some big changes.
got my new cpr card today. got our vielsesattest (marriage certificate) the other day. stuff is official. kind of fun.
next stop: filling out about 40 pages of formage for the foreign ministry so that i can get my permanent residency.
have waited a long time to be able to do that.

gonna go make some cookies and get to it.

reb g.

du og jeg skal samme vej

big week.

john and i had four and a half years on wednesday, which we celebrated by meeting greg and jimmy at the airport, then letting them crash on our floor. the air was heavy with romance.
still, wonderful to see the two. they walked into my apartment full of nasty one-liners, old stories and gifts from the homeland. dvs - my wedding dress, finally.
and my little chanels, which are too perfect for words. "divine" doesnt even fully do it.
they are full angelic. it is like heaven for feet.

felt amazing to hang my dress up in my bedroom and see it again. i tried it on last night after putting the boys on their plane to france and was happily surprised to see how much better it looks on me now that ive lost a few kilos. i am down about four since january when i had the dress altered, and my arms were in sad shape. or "none" shape. they were hardly arms. they were just existing. ugh, i hate to even remember them.

the nice thing about an empire waist is that you can lose weight and not worry about the dress hanging off you later. the back is a bit looser than it was in january, and i can zip and button everything without any help, but it looks so much better around the chest and shoulders. i am convinced again that it was the perfect choice for me.

having said that. i am high-fiving of myself for "giving it gas" with all this gyming for the last few months. i have really come a long way. i would have lost more kilos if i hadnt put on so much muscle. i am going to feel really confident in a bikini in key west, and i know john is proud of me. i looked at my arms yesterday and for the first time in...perhaps my whole life...i was pretty satisfied with them. i have lost serious inches around those pups.

this means a lot to me. being able to show up in frederiksberg have and walk towards john knowing i look the best i possibly can. not that its all about the outside on that day but i feel like the energy and sweat and time i have put into all this is a real statement of my love for him and my desire to be a nicely-wrapped gift myself. i have been to the gym every day for the last few weeks and as we were in bed last night he asked me whether i was sore at all...and i said of course, what, are you nuts? but i am also motivated. motivated beats sore. why do you think women wear outrageous heels.

greg brought some sweet stuff from gnc for me. a barrel of this protein shake mix i really like and some pills that help you lose like, seven pounds in water weight. sure, im all about the organic stuff and healthy whatever, but sometimes a little science can be incredible. those pills are going to help me look extra mini on the big day. if ever there was a time to do whatever possible for the tinyness - we have found it, and it is eight days away. my commitment holds fast!

final plans are coming together. the food is going to be incredible. the tables are already exquisite, even still in the planning. the programs are finished, the menus are being drawn up, john got a haircut, the weather reports are forecasting sun and my waist is little. how happy i am, and how excited!

in other news. got a mail from my mom detailing some renegade activity last week - definitely black ops, unsanctioned and unrequested. guh. dont know what to do about that one. john and i have talked a lot about it and i think we will take a lesson from childhood - waiting to speak until spoken to. but oh donna, your heart is so big.

off to prepare dinner for sonja & georg, who are stopping by the house of glitfeldt tonight.
i made little cupcakes with the wedding cake batter this morning when i was making one of the 10" round layers. they are super cute, and very mango-y. yummay.

fred og kærlighed fra reb

watching // weeds - season one
listening // "concrete walls" - fever ray

endelig endelig tilbage igen

oh Bb. you are stink for posting.
whipping out the tuesday haiku faster than you can say "dont you have better things to do"...

for costing so much
personalized m&ms
taste like normal ones

i think i can be proud of that one.
in related news, my personalized m&ms arrived yesterday. and wouldnt you know, they are just m&ms with our names on them. i dont know what i expected. maybe glory. kind of like in nacho libre at 0:48 into this clip. we are all wanting what we cant have, i guess.

john and i were on samsø this last weekend. the ultimate in hygge, where we spent the days just cozying ourselves and taking it slow. the plan was simply to relax, and we achieved our goals with ample success. we arrived late on friday night, spent saturday on the beach and biking around the island, and got a coffee and saw the sights on sunday. an early-morning return to copenhagen on monday, and now i am writing to you from my apartment on tuesday which smells like cockatoo cake, because i am making a few layers for the wedding.

anyway. check the pictures here if you havent already beheld the majesty.

for adventurers at home, here is my wedding cake recipe:

Cockatoo Cake a lá Reb
based on hummingbird cake, but with mango instead of banana,
which makes it lighter and more exotic...

3 cups / 7.1 dl flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
2 cups / 4.7 dl sugar
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
3 large eggs, beaten
1 cup / 2.3 dl vegetable oil
1.5 teaspoons vanilla extract
1 8-oz can / 2.3 dl of crushed pineapple, undrained
1 large mango, finely diced (appx. 1 cup / 2.3 dl)

- mix the dry ingrediants in a large bowl
- beat the eggs in a separate bowl; add oil
- stir the wet ingredients into the dry ones until the dry are moistened; dont beat them
- add the vanilla, the pineapple and the mango

- pour the batter into your pans. there is enough for either:
3x9-inch rounds (to make a thin three-layer)
1x6-inch round and 1x9-inch hexagonal (to make a small, chubby double-decker)
2x8-inch rounds (to make a tall two-or-three layer)

- bake at 350F / 177C for 30-45 minutes, depending on pan size

Cream Cheese frosting
to put between the layers and over the final cake

1 8-oz / 225g cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup / 1.2 dl butter or margarine, softened
16-oz / 4.7 dl powdered sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract

- beat the creamcheese and butter at medium speed with an electric mixer until smooth
- add powdered sugar in small amounts, beating at low speed until light and fluffy
- stir in vanilla

...and this is what is going on in my house. yay hooray.

off to clean. my little bro greg and his best friend jimmy are flying in to cph tomorrow, spending the night, then jetting off to france to watch the lé mans...and then turning around again to come to my wedding. still have lots to do in the way of planning and organizing...and weight-losing and tanning and whitening and whatever, it never stops...but i am having a lot of fun.

watching // jurassic park, an old fave
listening // "keep the streets empty for me" - fever ray

tirsdags haiku // polterabend

eight minutes by my clock before tuesday expires so i will wing it with the haiku...

a pole dancing class
is not for wussies or shrimps
bruises for miles

i feel like a chorus of "amen"s should follow the concluding line. because my legs, my arms, my right wrist and a few of my left ribs could tell that story in black, blue and yellow. awesome my wedding is in seventeen days and not three, because i am in sorry shape.

saturday was my bachelorette party. i was "bridenapped" at magasin downtown where john and i were, ironically, buying a magazine. mirjam, annemarie, camilla, kristine, rebecca hoffmann and maria lundgren ran up and made me put on an enormous haz-mat-type jumpsuit with hearts and "john" and "jeg skal giftes" all over...also had to put on little mermaid floaties and carry around a big pink "sword" filled with bubble soap, which became really fun later, since we spent most of the day outside.

we walked over to kongens have and played a few games, including a "run on your tiptoes to the bottle, drink a cup, spin ten times and run back to tag your partner" game that affected me a little bit because, bride-to-be that i am, i hadnt quite bothered to eat yet at that point. then came the "three blindfolded girls listening for different animals chase after three unblindfolded girls making those animal noises" game, which climaxed with me being told to find the cow and then realizing everyone was standing around me moo-ing. typisk.

then we walked down on strøget where there was a huge carnival parade...saw a few drag queens actually. one was dressed as little bo peep, hah. sure. we came to a little door you could almost miss if you werent looking carefully and up on the fifth floor (read: hundreds and hundreds of stairs later!) we found...pole fitness. there was a room with about 10 poles and big windows so you could look over the top of the city - kind of a special place, actually. and then we began an hour of what turned out to be incredibly painful fun.

i think we were all honestly a little surprised by the torment wrought on our bodies by the pole. the whole thing is a little ridiculous when you really think about it. we just smashed into the thing a million different ways with our full body weight and ended up getting bumbles all over our legs and ribs the size of golf balls. the instructor taught us a cool routine and we had a lot of fun spinning around, but afterwards when we went home to rebecca hoffmann for a little break, i think everyone wanted to take a hot bath and go to sleep. it was a lot of work. but super, Super fun.

the next part of the day involved me raiding rebeccas closet for dresses i liked, putting them on and walking into the very crowded, very beautiful garden again to have my picture taken by a girl named pernille. it was a bit insane - being all fancy and cute in some of rebeccas very divine outfits, and having hundreds of people watching me get my picture taken. i do think its a job easier completed when a bit sauced, but whatever. ill just remember that for next time - dvs my wedding, hmm. sans sauce, i was a bit nervous and had a hard time getting into the rhythm. still, it was encouragement enough to know that i could fit into rebeccas clothes, because that woman is tiny.

then we went back to her apartment and linn, maritta and maria laugesen showed up - we had a lovely dinner, looked through the pictures (laughing at the dumb ones), drank lots of wine and asti and danced to the whole "dirty dancing" soundtrack. i was home super late (jumpsuit, floaties and bubble sword in tow) and completely crashed half-clothed. as in, unable to get out of the other half before falling asleep.
therefore, a big success. i was feeling the love. cant wait to see the pictures. and the video from pole dancing, hah.
frækt frækt frækt.

yesterday we went grillin´with johns parents, sonja and georg. just the ultimate cozy day with tons of sun, lots of green and john with no shirt. we took a drive up the coast to a beach a few km north of rungsted and waded in the water while a few hundred blondies bathed and played around. it was too pretty for words. some days i just love denmark. because its totally ok to take off your clothes and go swimming in your unds if the mood strikes. which it did yesterday, since it was like 29 degrees and i was roastin. so God bless denmark, and lucky me that i wore a set that was both appropriate and matching.

today sonja and i knocked a few big things off the list - the florist, the table cloths, and lots of the candy purchasing. it was like 4 hours of wedding work and we are not even halfway there. but thats what i get for getting married, i suppose. i do love shopping for candy, so i really shouldnt complain.

i bought like 3 drums of gummies. it was a pretty good day.

john is sleeping. i ate some banana bread before laying down so i couldnt quite doze and now i am up writing this, and will later switch on my dvd player to try and zone out enough to go back to bed. long post, but the livin is good on bogtrykkervej.

have it cozy.
reb

ps - going to samsø this weekend to celebrate our four and a half year day, which is on the 10th. jubii :)

watching // home alone - flight of the conchords
listening // "blinded" - hercules & love affair
reading // selfservice (spring/summer09)

how could anybody deny you

yesterday was a pre-wedding trifecta: gym, tanning and teeth whitening. i kind of felt like a lab rat going through all these wacky tests and experiments. eliptical machine! rowing machine! not super unlike running on a big wheel...? the teeth whitening is a bit goofy because you need to keep the trays in your mouth for fortyfive minutes. so, with all the madness of the last few days and the next three weeks...you tell me when i have a solid three-quarters of an hour to walk around with a chimp-face, not talking to anyone because my mouth is full of plastic and gel. look how smart i am.

the tanning part might be the worst though.
i love the results but actually going tanning - laying down in the bed and everything - is so creepy, i almost dont know where to begin. even with your eyes closed, you are so aware that youre in a seriously confined space...and fans are blowing everywhere, there is tons of noise...you wouldnt even hear if someone came in and stole all your stuff. the scariest part might be all the groaning and creaking the machine makes, though. i always feel like the lights are going to explode and ill be trapped in there, roasting like a leg of lamb. really gives me the heebie-jeebies. oh, how we suffer for our happiness.

anyway. trying to stay positive.

off to the gym. down to 60kg, so that is progress. progress that looks sassy in my new swimsuit, so - respect.

watching // x-men origins: wolverine - movie kicks BUTT!
listening // "green eyes" - coldplay ... johannes is singing it on our day
reading // "emma" - jane austen ... "martha stewarts wedding cakes"

all i can do // is just pour some tea for two

tirsdags haiku.

from miss to mrs
means a white dress and new name
and changing cities

but the tricky part
is having to change your man
which takes like five years

ha! no kidding. double trouble on todays haiku. i crack myself up.

am im full wedding effect. yesterday i gymed, bought some supplies, made some lists and called some people. today will be more of the same and it rules. im making a cakeboard, very similar to the one shown at the top right in that picture. adds some height, makes things a bit more fancy. and it also helps with carrying the thing around. always a new project.

stopping by today to commit some pre-wedding promises to paper so that theres no slackassing on them:

- gyming every day until the wedding
- if i cant make it for some reason, i need to spent 40 solid minutes doing stuff at home
- lifting weights when i am watching tv (the arms are crucial!)
- only eating off small plates and out of little bowls (read thats a proven trick to eat less without even realizing it)
- nothing after 8pm
- lots of water
- cut down the sugar! and like no salt! (...which can hold about 8lbs of water in you, yick!)
- tanning/laying out at least 3 times a week so i am brown on the day
- think healthy thoughts!

alright. we will see how this goes.
pretty encouraged by the progress so far. poor john, though. have gotten into the habit of listing off what ive eaten throughout the day as we lay in bed at night (which helps deter snacking throughout the day, since i dread having to disclose). he is so sick of this crap. but whatever. we both want a hot momma walking down that aisle so why is he going to whine about it.

off to work on that board. have it good.

reb g, and the g is indeed for glitfeldt. "almost official" is still pretty official.

watching // arrested development
listening // emmylou harris - "in my dreams"

we can remember / love in the summer

a day where much was accomplished.
a cozy wakeup, a little tv and some breakfast, then headed downtown with john. some ass had stolen one of his bikes which sort of funked up the morning, but we pushed on. we went to the bridal shop where john has purchased his suit for our day. i wasnt wild about it until he tried it in a different color - this dark grey - and suddenly looking at him was like getting slapped with hotness. it is a tour de force of sexy. incredible. got him a shirt, vest and a tie to match. he will be so fancy in twentynine.

then we bought a gift for anne-marie and samuels wedding tomorrow. their apartment is going to be all designer. ralph lauren and royal copenhagen over det hele. i think i would be afraid to use my stuff if everything i owned was crazy expensive. maybe its just because im sure we will have three or four monkey babies climbing everywhere, hiding in cabinets and drooling on our stuff. i want nice things, but i want our place to feel lived in and cozy. i didnt register for any china or super fine stuff because...we have nowhere to put it...and i just dont see myself needing that stuff for a while. i dunno. fun to be on the walking street again, though. shops open, people everywhere, loads of little blonde babies in sun hats. this city is so special.

stopped in at a jeweler and found what might end up being johns wedding ring. ashamed that it has been delayed to this point but whatever. my guy is not one to push on the subject of male bling. its something he actively forgets to bring up. so now the wedding is a few weeks away. how embarrassing. but being in that store surrounded by all the different styles i had to appreciate my rings and silently congratulate myself on having the most beautiful set i have ever seen. not to offend the friends who have rings themselves. especially since i know none of them read this page. just saying.

on the way home, we saw johns bike - lock severed and all - leaning against a building one block from our place. wondering if thats where the jerk who took it lives? thought about doing some jennifer garner-inspired staking out to see if we could spot the culprit, but who has the time. all i will say is that karma is a beetch and bike theft will come around to bite you in the tush.

gotta run. mom-in-law sonja is on her way over and the place is trashed. wanted to stop by and drop off this song before cleaning and setting out some tea, though. thank me later.

reb g.

watching // alias
listening // empire of the sun - "we are the people"

tirsdags haiku // alias

watching lots of alias these days. heres a little link to one of my favorite alias jokes of all time, about 30 seconds in, back from when scrubs was good. anyway. in honor of those hours spent enjoying the glory days of sd-6 and alliance take-down, here is my tuesday haiku.

why is vaughn the one
whos always getting rescued
he is such a girl

it frustrates me endlessly. not as much as the danish tax system, but we are getting there. i get that its an action show but what is less sexy than a man who is always getting shot or kidnapped or infected, laying around and waiting for his woman to save him. i got season five as a gift for my birthday last year, but bought myself the first three seasons about a month ago because they are the only awesome ones. didnt even bother for season four. thats when ben affleck started dating jennifer garner and ruined everything by trying to keep his actor girlfriend away from her fictional fiance. so they seriously wrote him out of the show. what a time waster.

anyway. first two seasons are brilliant. minus vaughn being a baby.

in other news. wedding is super close. making some lists and spreadsheets. waiting to get paid. trying to stay motivated to go to the gym. regretting buying cookies yesterday. pretty much a normal week so far.

reb.

leave the gun / take the cannoli

forlovelsesfest tonight.
i started to clean. i got bored. i watched some season finales. i cleaned a little more. i read for a bit outside. i showered. i put my hair in rollers. i baked brownies. i procrastinated. i am procrastinating now. after this ill get back to that cleaning. unless i find something better to do.

its been kind of a rough couple of days for me. john is working a lot and hes out of the house so im alone most of the day and honestly, i am not so disciplined when there is no one to supervise me. gymming slips. snacking increases. general sloth and gluttony take over and after a few days my butt looks way too similar to last years tragedy than this summers glowing wedding centerpiece. nast.

anyway. i will dance tonight and burn off those carbs from the sour cream chips i ate a few hours ago. ick.

heres a haiku for the weekend, in honor of the lost season finale. we wont get another piece of sawyer until january. eight dry months!

bye josh holloway.
sawyer is a total babe.
con me whenever.

that might be my best one yet.

tirsdags haiku // failed attempt

sugar before bed
means im up at eleven
writing this haiku

// sorry. best i can do right now.

watching // godfather
listening // the choir of young believers

selvtillykke

whoops, also forgot to mention that it's four years five months today for me and john.
and yesterday made ten months of being engaged. bam!

meet me in the plaza near your casa

i am a stinky updater.
what to say about the last few weeks.

have been enjoying the warmer weather - getting some sun in the garden, listening to my Lost podcasts and reading my cookbooks, just enjoying 'having it good' in cph. there's never been a cozier time for me, truly.

the wedding is fortyone days away, if that can be believed. lots has been settled but there's still much more to do - food planning, some rental stuff, flowers. i feel like a silly girl these days because i really only think about the wedding, cakes and the gym. i've lost a few kilos and toned up a lot, but it's been serious work. at least an hour a day, six days a week. i am busting my firm and newly-contoured ash. worried that i won't be able to make my goal of looking...as close to bridal couture as possible (as in, a clothes hanger with boobs). we'll see. it's all about the arms. the arms are the key to the whole game. kind of like australia in 'risk'.

sidenote: i actually almost got that dress that i linked above. tried it on at niemans and everything. it was beautiful but enormous and super heavy. that is taffeta for you. the dress i got is by the same designer and has a similar (smaller) silhouette but a lace overlay on the top and the rest is organza and silk instead - here's a taste / and the back with the bustle. note the sorry state of the arms in those pictures. woof!
we're working on that.

looking forward to the honeymoon Bigtime, though. fifteen days in sunny key west, fl. so the wedding is saturday, june 20 - we'll fly to chicago the next morning at 10am, and arrive at 5pm (time zones, man), drop our stuff and spend the night in chicago, then fly to miami early on monday the 22nd, pick up our convertible and drive 5 luxurious hours down US Route 1 in the open sun with islands and oceans on either side. then it's just about hanging out, relaxing, snorkeling, kayaking, swimming, sunning and being together. it will be rad. we'll head back up to miami on wednesday, july 7th and stay in chicago with the fam until the 13th, when we're flying back to cph. really looking forward to the big party on the 11th, though - cannot wait to see everyone again!

i really just can't remember or imagine a happier time. everything is coziness personified. will there ever be a smilier, skinnier year in my life. who knows. anyway. these next few months are going to be incredible. not to face rub.
just saying :)

to conclude, things are running smoothly. hunting for jobs, trying to eat healthy, counting down to the big day, but for the most part just blissfully cohabitating on bogtrykkervej. can't complain.

reb.

watching // the curious case of benjamin button - tropic thunder - planet earth
listening // slaar skaar "inden du falder i søvn"

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ps // whoops, i owe two haikus. i will do one in danish and that counts for both.

mave balle lår
gør ondt i hele kroppen
men tænk på badtøj!

means: "mave balle lår" is the name of the stomach/butt/thighs class every monday at the gym..."hurts all over the body"..."but think about your swimsuit". true words, my friends.

tirsdags haiku // nature, you douche

allergy season:
red eyes, puffy face and a
mountain of kleenex

amore e cucina is fanno con passione

"approach love and cooking with reckless abandon"

if there was ever to be a theme to my life.
that would probably be it.

the weekend went quickly. linn and kyle's wedding - helping them set it up on saturday morning, helping them celebrate on saturday night, letting john help me home on sunday morning - i am still recovering.

allergy season has stuck its foot in the door and is rudely making its way in. i am puffy chic today, with no make-up and a doofy-looking ponytail. that is as good as it is going to get today, i fear. good thing john appreciates physical comedy.

tomorrow is my last day of working at the scleroseforeningen (danish ms society) making calls for them about putting their collection cans up in different shops - essentially calling strangers for six hours a day and repeating the same three questions over and over into eternity. it's actually more boring than it sounds. and talking about it now has made this paragraph so boring i'll just have to end it. there you go.

look forward to tuesday's haiku. it's going to be a doozy.

rebecca g, getting married in 61.

watching // bbc's "pride & prejudice" - "parks and recreation"
listening // lost podcasts - "a little respect" by erasure

tirsdags haiku // v 2.0

boring office day
yields little inspiration
for writing haikus

påske

it's around this time every year that i remember fondly my father's violent hatred for easter grass - the crinkly green plastic strips that line easter baskets, and those big novelty eggs filled with bunny-shaped chocolates. the holidays just seem to totally disagree with someone so organized. confetti, tinsel, and easter grass. vacuum all day and you still won't get every piece. in palatine, the final stubborn decorations are usually uncovered when my dog snowball is found eating them.

have been enjoying the world of baking and caking lately. the interest grew from an insecurity about trusting my wedding cake to a danish bakery who would either make something super healthy and therefore not celebratory enough, something traditional and therefore not pretty enough, or something perfect and therefore not inexpensive enough. because who can honestly afford living here. i do all my shopping on ebay because this place is bananas.

anyway. i have been honing my skills, both on the baking and decorating side, and the goal is to champion my wedding cake. my allies are martha stewart and wilton.com, and i am just trucking along. here's a picture of my easter cake, which i finished last night. the top has an orange filling and the bottom has strawberry-rhubarb: little easter fatty.
lots of fun.

does feel a bit pointless to spend so much time beautifying something that is just going to be cut into pieces, chewed and digested after. but c'est la vie.

happy easter.

life on stue

having trouble with the html on this page.
blogger has become so prissy.

gone are the simpler days of diary-x, apparently.
no such thing as viewing a source and copy/pasting anymore.
who has some cheese to go with my whine!

thought about spending some time on a page for those interested in the life of me and my mr.
there are lots of changes coming up - wedding, travel, name, etc. so this could be a fun spot to visit.

i've had some funny dreams lately.
recommitting myself to no sugar after seven.

your friend rebecca