I almost can’t believe it really finally happened, but on 7 June 2019 I tied the knot with my crush and boyfriend of 11 years! After 1,5 years of planning and preparing, we had an absolutely amazing day with our loved ones, friends, family, and other connections that play an important role in our lives.
Oh my God! Today it’s exactly one year until our wedding! From today onwards I allow myself to (slowly) really start organising the big day. We got engaged back in July, on our 9 year anniversary. In the weeks that followed we decided to not rush things, and at some point we concluded that we wanted an early summer wedding. It would be too soon for 2018, therefore we decided to just wait for 2019, allowing us to save some money and take our time. Now that we’re 1 year away from the wedding, I feel like I can start getting my itchy hands dirty 🙂
I’m not big on resolutions for the new year, but there were two things that crossed my mind when 2018 was approaching fast. First: capture more moments. More about that it a future post. And the second thing: read more books.
Let’s be realistic though – I am not a fast reader. My body has conditioned itself to fall asleep when I read. I generally read before bed, and now my body thinks that whenever I read in a comfortable place (in bed or on the couch, preferably with a blanket), I should become drowsy and sleepy. The consequence is that I can only read for a short amount of time, or I will go into a napping state and not really register what I am reading.
When I had just handed in my Master’s Thesis two years go, I took a trip to Lisbon with my boyfriend and his family. It was such a relief to be done with my studies, and it was perfect to wait for the result while enjoying a city trip abroad. Lisbon – what a city. We actually have a large photo of Lisbon hanging in our home entrance, not just because it was a really pretty photograph, but also because we have such good memories of that city.
One of the characteristics of Lisbon is that it is extremely hilly, which makes it look very pretty, but it makes walking around as a tourist a little more challenging than your usual city trip. My lovely company consisted of two very fit parents who are used to walking miles and miles together, my boyfriend and his brother, both the sportsy types. I’m not saying I’m a complete loser in that respect, but they sure do have a lot more experience with being (very) physically active in general.
We only had a couple of days in Lisbon, and therefore put as many activities, sights, and miles in each day as possible. At the beginning and ending of every day, we had to go down and up this very steep street. After a few days, I was increasingly having a hard time with it – at some point I started walking up that hill backwards. My legs, but mostly my left knee was hurting terribly and the more hills we had on our route, the worse it got.
It’s funny how people react sometimes when I answer their question on how long I’ve been together with my other half. Usually their first question is: Wait, how old were you again?
I was lucky enough to bump into my now boyfriend of 9 years in high school, a year after I first stepped foot into that school. My group of close friends, who I met there as well, very often tell me how crazy but special it is that we’ve all known each other for so long, and that all this time him and I have been basically growing up together.
We went from worrying about homework (or, that would be me, he didn’t really care about homework but did very well with everything, the smarty pants) and how many movies we’d be able to watch in a row, to debating where to go for our studies, to deciding where to find our first apartment… Then what to wear to each other’s graduations, first BA, then MA, who would have thought… Now we’ve bought a house after we both celebrated getting our first jobs we love very much. It’s crazy, looking back. Looking forward, as well.
Do you remember that time when the internet was suddenly all about guilty pleasures? When people were trying so hard to make a point of writing about them? 17 Food Guilty Pleasures, 25 Guilty Pleasures on Television, 90 Guilty Pleasures in 90’s Music, A Girl’s Guilty Pleasures, A Dude’s Guilty Pleasures, A Dog’s Guilty Pleasures, A Blogger’s Guilty Pleasures… You name it, it’s out there somewhere. I was not at all impressed by this trend that was flooding my Facebook timeline. There is, however, one guilty pleasure that I’ll admit to. Just one. And just one time. I’m never mentioning the words ‘guilty pleasure’ ever again after this post. Promise.
I have seen quite some trends over the years. I started my first blog when I was around 12 years old, constantly experimenting with HTML and changing the layout of my page every so many weeks. There were times when I was so addicted to it that I changed it once or twice a week. I created countless collages of my favorite celebrities and used them as the main focus of my greatly creative webpage. My blog ‘featured’ Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Jesse McCartney (about 100 times), Vanessa Hudgens, Zac Efron… And probably a dozen others who at that time was interesting to me because of a cool (teen) song, movie or other type of entertainment.