Everyone probably thought that the wedding of William & Kate was a real fairy tale wedding. They probably didn’t even notice that “coincidentally” the colours of the outfits of the Royal Wedding are a perfect match to the outfits in the Cinderella fairy tale. From the Prince and Princess’ outfits, through to those of the evil step sisters!
A few weeks ago we were planning for a trip to Mozambique. My friend was getting married there, and we were planning to fly there ourselves, with a small aircraft. This almost sounded too good to be true, I got my dress ready, and my husband did the flight planning. We did some research and got extremely excited about snorkelling in the tropical turquoise water.
We made sure that our travelling passes were in order, and found out that we had to drink anti malaria medication. We watched the weather with a hawk’s eye, hoping that it will be clear enough to fly.
I’ve never been to another African country, so for me this was a huge event. Everything was all set for Saturday morning’s early rise. On Friday my friend phoned and let me know that she forgot to get the groom a belt, which I could luckily still buy, and also did.
Friday evening came, and as I started making my lists of all I had to pack, and do before going to bed something told me that I shouldn’t forget my passport. I knew the expiry date was still good, cause I checked it just two weeks earlier. As I opened the cupboard where all our legal docs are kept, I realized with a shock that everything was there except my passport. Needless to say I was in a frenzy, tipping anything and everything over to try and find it. I unpacked boxes with paint which I haven’t used in the past ten years, I turned the everything upside down and inside out. Twice. And nothing. I tried thinking. Still nothing. I had looked absolutely everywhere in this house, and I can guarantee that it is not here. Now. Firstly this meant that there’s no legal way for me to get over the border, which obviously meant that we missed the trip, and my friend’s weddings. And secondly it meant that our flight adventure was cancelled.
The trip can still be retaken, but a wedding is a once off thing, and I am so sad and angry that I missed it. I still have no clue what happened to my passport. It pretty much vanished?! I guess someone had to have taken it. Just a pity that their timing sucked so badly.
Getting married in sunny Africa may seem like a very romantic idea to most, but especially so for two German kiddies, who decided to elope to Africa – “where its warm”.
Two German children – aged five and six – have been stopped by police from eloping to Africa to tie the knot in the sun, reports say.
The budding lovebirds, identified as Mika and Anna-Lena, packed bathing costumes, sunglasses and a lilo and headed for the airport.
They even had the presence of mind to invite along an official witness – Anna-Lena’s seven-year-old sister.
The three got as far as Hanover railway station before police intervened.
The young couple were “very much in love” and had decided to get married in Africa “where it is warm”, police spokesman Holger Jureczko told the AFP news agency.
Sun-seekers
The idea for the getaway wedding was born as the children’s families celebrated New Year’s eve together and Mika regaled the two girls with stories of a recent holiday to Italy.
The following morning, as their parents slept, the intrepid trio walked 1km (0.6 miles) to the local tram station at Langenhagen, where they hopped aboard a tram for Hanover central station.
But the group aroused the suspicion of a guard as they waited for a train to the airport, and police were called in.
Officers persuaded the children they would not get far without tickets and money, but consoled them with a free tour of the police station, where they were shortly picked up by relieved parents.
Although any marriage plans have been put on hold for now, police did not altogether rule out the possibility of an African wedding.
“They can still put their plan into action at a later date,” AFP quoted the spokesman as saying.
Today’s the last day I’ll be writing a personal post as a Miss… When I get back from leave, I will let you know, but then I am going to be a MRS! 
I can’t wait for the wedding anymore. There have been some minor complications. People not wanting to sit where we have already arranged for them to sit, and others who RSVP’d who are not coming anymore. Pff… Twats. Anyway, so we have to make some changes.
Tomorrow I’ll be spending the day getting the last few things ready, and I’m going for a pedicure. Then I’m gonna see my sister and her family – they’re coming from Texas – Yay!! Can’t wait.
On Friday we’re setting up the venue. Someone’s going to have to pitch the marquee tent, and setup the gazebo. We’ll be busy with the décor & flower arrangements. I have to remember to pickup the rose petals which I’m going to mix with white duck feathers for confetti, as well as pick up my bouquet. I hope my bouquet comes out the way I want it. I took them a picture from a magazine which I had copied. I’ll add it to this post so you can see 
[You can click on the pic, it should open a fancy new viewer called Lightbox – I got the idea from Kristyn – thanx Kristyn )
I’ve been trying to remind myself that I need to focus on handing over my work stuff, but its pretty hard, specially cause I know these are the last few hours.
I got the cutest e-mail from a colleauge wishing me well for the wedding. I will post it here in a password protected word doc. If you know my surname, you can open it – that’s the password.
Hope you all will survive without me till the 18th of March when I’m back in the office
You know, these last few weeks of my life have probably been the most hectic ever. I don’t think I’ve ever stressed so much. I have tons of things to remember. Lists are great, but they you have remember where you put those, and what the hell it means when I wrote “serviette rings” – did I write that because I didn’t have enough, because I have to pick them up, drop them off, or WHAT? And who is suppose to help me with this mess?
I have so many people who offer to help, and I really wish they could, but sorting out the mess in my head is something only I can do. I need to sit down and make a plan … think of things bit by bit, analyze it, and then get a plan to get everything done. Thing is, I don’t have time? I have 8 days left, I know, but I work 8 hours a day, and I spend another hour and a half traveling each day (if I’m lucky). When I get home I have to cook and clean, and organize everything in the new home which I haven’t already organized, and then I’m so exhausted that I need to sleep else I won’t be able to get up the next morning at 5am.
You may have noticed that my sentences are extremely long and don’t have much punctuation marks in them but that is exactly how I feel – like I just can’t get a break – like I just have to keep going without being able to stop and take a breath, and wait till I feel like I can carry on.
I need to plan a handover at work for the time that I’ll be out of the office for the honeymoon, and right now, I don’t have time for that either, I just have too much work to do as it is, and I feel like I can’t keep my head above water.
I just can’t wait until its the big day, and I can relax and enjoy everything. I just can’t wait anymore.
I should’ve taken more leave for next week, instead of just taking Friday off, and I will still see if I can get something like that, but I bet it won’t be easy, since I still have so much to do at work.
I hope you all are not getting bored yet 
You might ask why I keep blogging if I have so many things to do, and so little time, but this is my little piece of sanity and I can truly vent here. With a cup of tea or some water, my music, and just sharing my thoughts and frustrations… It makes my days bearable.
Some people feel alive when they deal with stressful circumstances like these – its what they live for. Me? I don’t like all this planning and that. I’m a ‘stop-and-smell-the-flowers’ kind of girl. I like to do what I FEEL like, and right now, I feel like doing absolutely nothing.
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