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This photo is taken 9 am. In case you wondered :)

As im browsing through an estonian ebook-shop in the section of foreign classics, i see a lot of Cartland next and between some Dostojevski, Gogol, Rilke and Fizgerald, Bacon. When did that happen? And it makes me wonder if i should buy one of Cartlands ebooks? But the pink exterior with the flowers and old pin-up-like photographs kind of make it look like a toothache.

It's 3am in my hometown and here i am wide awake. For some days (weeks) i have developed this medieval habit of waking up in the middle of the night. I have my continuing zombie-moments. 

Recently i sent out our weddingphotoswebsite and included some polarnight impressions, very minimal though, but the responses were theremore amuzing. Anwsers kept coming with the content: thought we have the sun, it's not that bright, its actually really-really dark here too.

M, who's been here for couple of years, says that when she goes home in november she's just so happy to see the sun rise every morning, that rain, clouds, mud and anything-everything else seems actually like decoration. I guess it's not something easy to comprehend and i think those responses were meant to cheer us up. And, well, they did. In a odd way, but they did.

Maybe it's likewise as in paintings, when you want to give the impression of darkness you add a little light somewhere and vice versa. So the gray-dark winter is much harder to endure perhaps?

Mørketide or dark season is here actually dark, i mean, like night, like really, honestly. Even people coming from Tromsø are surprised by it, altho they also have this mørketide they "celebrate", still on midday some sunrays reach that northern city of norway. But not here. Not this town.

So while we have not seen the sun, at the moment for almost two months now, we wait patiently and calmly, cuddle up in warmth and take in every source of light with the utmost delight ;) that way we survive, longing quietly for the sunrise, that awaits us here in February.

Sweet hugs and merry holidays!

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There's a chance that doing my own make-up for the wedding might be a disaster (haven't had practise for almost two years), or letting a pro do it, so that my relatives and friends probably won't recognize me. (Has happened, for real! Looking later at pictures going "who's that?":))). A little thing beside the big stuff.

I must say, that last year, when our friends got married and on the hen night (it was actually a day and more like making-stuff-for-the-wedding event) the bride was asked about her make-up and she said, that there won't be any. Ohohoh!.. all girls where like "Nooo! You must! OMG!", of course: me too. I remember offering kindly and strongly to help out. Now as i'm on the other side, i get it. Let's leave make-up aside for now. Getting married, having a wedding is a universal kind of thing, it's like this meme, no one really knows exactly how it's like, but when we see it, then we either recognize it as "right" or we don't. As in "seeing it" i mean speaking of it. Because being in a wedding we associate it the people involved and take it as what it is in that moment of time, but in words explaining and picturing it, is difficult. There is a lot of "no" going on. Or rather "it ain't right". "It doesn't feel right".
In the end my friend looked pretty on her wedding day. Did she put on mascara or not, wasn't important, the focus was somewhere else. She did it the way she felt was comfortable and right for her, and it was. Now, i'm a bit sorry that she had to defend herself from our avalanche-like make-up advice. You did great!

Conclusion? No conclusion. It is surely not the only topic this applies to. It's always interesting to change the angle - a lot more pops out.

Have a great week!

We'll be heading to some island fun this week! Vacation-time!

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Yesterday i got really overwhelmed by all this panning stuff. But that sort of reality-check was a good thing (i will be probably like tomorrow, or somewhere in the future thinking that way). We went to see the place of the party and well, memory can play tricks on everyone. Everything looked unlike the way i imagined/remembered. Now, we need a tent, a good one, and in a totally different place. But where? Lights? *holding my head with both hands*

Since we have family helping out, that's a good thing. Just need to get my head around it all again, find some enthusiasm and someone to tell me that my ideas are neat too. ^_^  Honestly, there is no such thing as keeping it simple. People around us have expectations and we kind of don't want to let them down either. Blaah. 

That is one of the biggest flaws in this project, that we get stressed out. I planned on going to do it with a leisure attitude: It's a party and i'm going to enjoy myself. I wish to do so even now, while planning. I hope to make it my mantra. Keeping up my creative touch and keeping my pace of running things. Since i don't know anyone who'd say that worrying was totally helpful :))

In less than three months we're going to change countries for two years. There's pleeenty to do. I like that. It's my secret joy thinking about it. It's going to be a great challenge and that makes me kind of smile.

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Because i like weird pictures.

The thing i love about this wedding-planning are the RSVP calls and emails. They are full of joy,  laugher and love. 
The technical stuff aside, it can't get any more creative than that. Hopefully our ideas find their realization and everyone will have a good time.

Right now i'm sitting on our porch and the light and clouds in the sky are intense. Took a picture with my eyes. Memorypicture. A thunderstorm on its way?

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For the past two Sundays i've been sick and it all started with some raw-food pumpkin cake and ended up with food-poisoning. It's a relief that we finally found a babysitter: someone we know already as a friend. Certain invitations found their envelopes and i'm able to heal myself from it all, that has decided to attack me from raw food to sour throat.

Nothing is quite done yet. And nothing goes really according to plan. Something i should get used to? I'm starting to understand why people only do it once :)))) 
Alright, now it's time to look for some encouragement in the web, what else is there...