A Marriage....

Can I introduce you to my lovely friend Stanka?

and my lovely friend Davor who got married on Saturday?

Stanka waited for two years for Davor to return from Spain where he spent two years as a missionary for our church.
They announced their engagement six weeks ago.
Three weeks ago I had a conversation with Stanka about how the wedding preparations were coming along.

What are you going to wear i asked?
Stanka proceeded to tell me that she hadn't got round to that yet but that she was probably going to make something her self that she could re-use.

I asked her about the flowers.
She told me she was hoping the Forget-Me-Nots would bloom in time for the wedding. They did. In fact i spent most of Friday in a field picking wild Forget-Me-Nots to decorate the hall.
She made her own bouquet.

I asked her about rings?
She said she had told Davor that she had a ring that she normally wears that she could use, you know....just switch fingers....
Davor told her this wasnt allowed!
and i definitely saw matching rings on the day.

In Slovenia its the law that you have to get married at the Castle by a Government Official before you can have a religious ceremony.
So that makes picking the destination easy.
(They are heading to Frankfurt tomorrow to get married in the temple.)

Davor and Stanka's wedding was a beautiful wedding.
Photography, Viedeography, Food, Decoration, Music ect.... were all done by friends who gave their time to help out them out.

It was a beautiful wedding because the wedding itself wasnt important.
What was important was that they were getting married
and preparing to start a life together.

I often speak to people who claim that they cant get married because they cant afford to.
Anyone can afford to get married....a marriage itself doesnt cost any money.

The Weight of The World....

I always feel a little bit sorry for these chaps as i walk past them....

mainly because they are holding up the national bank and i think things have gotten a lttle bit tougher for them as of late....

This weekend i'm going to a wedding and a Sailing Regatta...
oh what fun!

The Continuing Adventures of Rusty and The Childlike Empress.....

Rusty is my bike.

When i first moved to Ljubljana and my Dad was driving over with some things he asked me if there was anything i needed,
'a bike' requested I.
'A bike?' my Dad questioned
very sensibly seeing as i havent ridden a bike since i was about 8 years old.

but on arriving here i saw people of all ages and sizes cycling around and i was envious.
Ljubljana is a beautiful place to cycle around, mainly because its flat and the bike paths are so safe. In the summer the buses become empty and the cycle paths filled.

Being my Daddy and being a fulfiller of wishes he found Rusty
in the back of my Aunts garden where he had become lonely and misused ever since my Aunt had moved on and forgotten all about him and brought him over.

It was love at first sight.

Rusty has been in hibernation over winter but this weeki managed to bat my eyelashes at a bicycle pump owner the other day who duly came around and pumped up Rustys flat little tyres and yesterday we embarked on our first adventure of the season.

The sun was out and the birds were a-tweeting and i told Rusty how much i had missed him.

Unfortunately i have no pictures of Rusty and i , but instead here are some pretty pictures of other girlies with their very own Rustys....

(For some reason i only like to cycle wearing a dress...
it's such a lovely feeling.
I have also discovered that cycling in stilettos is pretty fun....)

(P.S i was not at all brave,
and melted like a piece of chocolate in a fondue)

Being Brave.....

Today i need to be a little bit Brave and do something that i dont want to do.

I need to muster up some Courage from deep inside
and talk to someone about Truths that we have been avoiding.

Avoiding because we know that they are scary
Avoiding because without talking about them
everything seems beautiful.

But we both know that they are there
lurking under the stairs
and neither of us has the Courage to go
down into the cellar and bring them up.

I think that i might chicken out,
because when he talks to me
his words sparkle and make me feel like starlight....

and who wouldnt want to be made to feel like starlight.

Sunday thought....

I just caught the end of this documentary a moment ago on The National Geographic Channel.
It moved me.
It's something truly beautiful,
take a few minutes to have a watch.

"Just when we think that we know it all so well....."

I think life can always surprise us.
I think that people can always surprise us
so we should always give them the benefit of the doubt.

Come join me in Amsterdam...

I love my ex-flat mate Vikki who now lives in Austria.
She is one of those people who is never really angry and smiles when they are sad.

(just an average trip to the bank with Vikki)

Her status on Facebook today read -

"amsterdam is amazing...just i didnt find the water!!! hm...mc donalds tastes the same....hm lets see how its continuing tomorrow;-)"

to which i wrote her a comment saying i didnt know she was in Amstedam and wished i was there too. Her reply really made me smile,

"we planned a trip for 4 of us because one friend has 30th birthday...but all flights are cancelled....so we are still in vienna and will stay here....but we met yesterday out in vienna and acted as if we were in amsterdam:-) so u must not be jealous....i am stuck in austria"

I told her i'm on my way to Amsterdam to visit.

(painting of amsterdam canals)

For anyone stuck at the airports or just a little bit bored...
come join us in Amsterdam!

Sometimes...

Sometimes...
I dont like being a Grown-Up
as it means i have to worry about things
like how to pay my bills
and have lots of upsetting
where-is-my-life-going Thoughts.

But
Sometimes....
its great as i can eat Poptarts
for dinner as much as i like
and no-one can tell me otherwise.