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
fredag, juni 12
tirsdag, juni 9
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
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
tirsdag, juni 2
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)
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)
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