I love my kitchen – here’s some of our bits and pieces
The cookie book. Purchased to day! Total steal. Cookies baked = success
My moose cookie cutter. I think that needs to be my next cookie project
The little bamboo bowl. Absolute love
Jamie Oliver flavour shaker. Kind of sad they no longer had it in purple. But olive sort of fits.
Not to mention the Jamie Oliver non-stick frying pan and sauce pan. SO GOOD!
Marie Claire, Birdsong
What you would find in any decent kitchen
These make cupcakes even more beautiful
The cookie jar. Newest very much loved addition to our family.
IN OTHER NEWS
Pardon me for the lack and inability of updating my own blog
Since last I’ve been jet-setting around the world (sort of). One of the places we dropped by (apart from LA, the UK, the Netherlands and Norway) was Paris – and oh my very goodness, it really is all it’s macked up to be. Although Parisians are quite rude, I had the most splendid time. We stayed with a couple from Hillsong Paris and their amazingly CUTE daughter Jeanne. ‘Voila, merciiiiiiii’. HEARTMELT!
Now on to preparing for a wonderful Sunday in our wonderful kid’s ministry.
LOVE
So I’ve entered into a life of unity with my new HUSBAND!! Yep, I’m a married woman now, and life = bliss. The wedding was beautiful, the weather was perfect – we even had a thunderstorm in the evening. Tomorrow we’re flying off on our honeymoon, which you just know is gonna be fantastic! Nothern hemisphere Christmas, thank you very much.
Here’s some pictures to keep you satisfied until next time
That’s right – I wore pink shoes (:
Little miss best flower girl ever!
That’s what happens when you get married in Sydney
The boys looking mighty handsome
Us girls looking mighty gorgeous
Beautiful people
Thank you for coming – please call again
Oh my gosh. The wedding weekend is here. In 48 hours and 10 minutes I’m gonna walk down the aisle to become a wife. It’s scary and freak and so so so wonderful all at the same time! The dress is layed out, the shoes are worn in (yes, they’re PINK!), and the family politics are… almost taken care of, but that’s alright. We have the most amazing photographer (Anders Kjøndal), and my heart is set on that whatever may go slightly wrong on the day is not gonna bug me. Cause it’s gonna be the most magnificent day ever.
You should feel the butterflies in my tummy.
oh and btw. here we are
In three weeks I will be a wife. I think that is all for now – it’s more than enough to make my heart smile (:
There’s this Aussie chick, Lisa Mitchell, who sings about coin laundries. And it makes me think of laundry, which again makes me think of knitting in some strange way. Laundry and knitting – two things I love. I know they probably seem mundane, but I get a kick out of both. I love doing laundry, mostly because I’m OCD about how clean and soft the clothes I wear are, but also because it’s stereotypically seen as the task of a housewife, and housewives are mostly mothers. And housewives and mothers are mostly nurturers. When I do my laundry, I often think about the future laundry loads I’ll do. Laundry loads containing tiny onesies and itty-bitty socks, soccer jerseys and ballet skirts. I think about the home I want to create to contain the people owning those items of laundry. I think about how I’ll be all I’m dreaming of beeing now, and I’ll still be doing the mundane task of laundry – however to me, I don’t think it’ll ever be mundane.
Knitting I love because it lets you create. I love expressing myself through making something. It may not always be good, but I love just being able to do it for the sake of my sanity. Sometimes I have this built up feeling of un-contentment in my tummy. It’s like a stone that won’t go away until I’ve been able to express myself. Sometimes it’s majorly hard, cause I can try and express it in so many different ways, but none of them really work. Knitting, however, has never failed. I love watching my knitting piece unfold right in front of my very eyes, while my pins click together. I love sitting inside in cold winter Norway (knitting in Australia just isn’t the same) watching something on the TV and knitting at the same time. It’s pure bliss. I get to do that this year too (: And this time, my BFF will be there! More bliss.
What makes your heart happy?
Have you ever been so happy you could almost feel it in your little piggy-toe? I am. The most amazing people are in my life – and I’m getting married in four weeks! (: Bliss.
Milla Abbey and James – one little person and one bigger person
I just couldn’t imagine my life without.
(Don’t worry, he’s not trying to eat her)
And it’s only 30 days until our wedding! Iiiiiihhhhh. So much to do, so little time
Dust. My enemy. My reasonably new enemy – we’ve only just disliked each other for about a year now. But none the less, it enjoys stuffing up my nose at all times, and I hate trying to blow it out at all times. Life is still busy I tell you.
Kidsfest you guys. Why wouldn’t you?
Life is big. Hillsong Kids big. I promise I’ll get better at writing. My creativity is just focused at other things at the moment.
Are you coming to my wedding? Cause it’s gonna be mind-blowing!
My ring is so shiny and sparkly it’s full on distracting! Here’s the story of how I got it
A year and a day ago, I was at home sick in my bed, talking to my best friend on MSN, when he decided to call me and ask me if I would be his girlfriend. He rang me at 10:57pm, and we talked about it as if I had said yes for about 20 minutes, but I hadn’t actually given him an answer. So at 11:17pm I rang him back and gave him the answer – ‘yes!’.
Last night, the 22nd of May, James kidnapped me to celebrate our first year together. I had my suspicions that something might happen, but I didn’t want to boost my hope in case I would be let down. Anyways, we first went to his house to dump his bag there (and pick up the ring!! which he had had for almost 2 weeks!!), then we went to San Churro, a chocolateria which is BETTER than Max Brenner! Crazy! We loaded up on chocolate until I was well and truly beyond full.
From there we went to Manly to the café where we had our first real date. We only had a short stop there for Diet Coke, cause they were closing, which was a bit sad.
After that he took me to Shelly Beach, a little place right next to Manly, where we also went on our first date. There’s an outlook over the ocean there, right on top of a cliff, and the beach is sort of coved in on the other side. It was crazy weather and the waves were huge, it was so cool! I think we arrived at around 10pm, and we went for a little walk on the little beach, and nearly got caught by the tide. I knew we were both waiting for the time to turn 10:57pm, and I was sort of still suspecting/hoping something would happen then, but 10:57pm came and nothing really happened. I must admit I was a little disappointed.
James suggested we walked back to the outlook, so we did and we sat down on the bench there and just talked for a little bit. I couldn’t feel it, but apparently James had a friend (thanks Ryan!) send him a text at 11:17pm so that his phone would buzz and he would know that it was time. I remember James saying his hands were cold, so he put them inside his jacket, reaching into his pocket for the ring, and held it in his hand for a few minutes. I know there was a lot of beautiful words being said, I just can’t remember them word for word, but he ended up taking my hand, looking me in the eyes and saying ‘I hope you won’t make me wait 20 minutes for an answer this time – will you do the adventure with me, will you marry me?’
I believe everyone can figure out themselves that I of course said yes (actually, I said ok.. lame), but yes. I GET TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND!!!!! How blessed am I !!!!!
xoxo
