The wedding of the year

As indicated a few days ago I was at a friend's wedding last weekend. I LOVe weddings. Maggie married a guy called Jesse who she met in her High School year around 2004. The have been in touch ever since. Talking a via skype, writing endless messages and paying a lot for phone calls at crazy hours. Last December he moved to Germany for HER (that's true love). In February he proposed to her and on June 2 2012 they married on her parent' s property near the Bodensee. And I (we) were invited.
We rented a beautiful little flat and I just had to take pictures, because it was decorated with so much love.

My room

The living room

Dining area

The view from the balcony

I had been worried about the weather for weeks. I had found the perfect dress and I wanted to wear it without covering it with two jackets and tights (German summers....). Additionally, it was an outside wedding and I wanted it to be nice for them. The day was perfect, maybe even a little too warm.
Since we were three girls and one bathroom we started taking showers around eleven and planned to leave around 2:30 pm since the wedding was supposed to start at three. But someone kept putting curls in her hair till around 2:35 and when we finally arrived it was 2:52. You are never supposed to be late for funerals and weddings, right?
The ceremony was beautiful. All questions were answered correctly.

Then it was time for some champagne and cupcakes. And do not forget to take photos of yourself.

They had even organized a bavarian band complete with Lederhosen and speaking a kind of German I do not understand. I thought it was so funny because the wedding was not even in
Bavaria (the family lived there for a few years). All those Americans attending the wedding now believe we are really all this way.

Cutting some wood

The dining hall

The property (I am not jealous or anything)

The fiels surrounding the property

The beautiful bride and us

Two crazy girls' first 10k

Last Sunday I got a message from a friend who changed the university after only two semesters, but since we are so much alike (crazy in a good sense), we are still in touch. She travels a lot. In 2010 she went to London for a semester abroad, then last year she went to Boston and was able to visit Canada, Hawaii, the Bahamas and many more places. You could constantly see her on some beach on facebook. Next week she is in France. Anyway, she wrote me a message and asked if I would like to run a 10k with her. Of course I could not say no. Never mind my hurting joints and the fact that I still take quite a bit cortison every day. So last night she came to the town I study at and told me about her crazy life for hours. This morning we got up at seven (It's a holiday in Germany today) and went to the other town where the event took place. It was a tough one. The first kilometer and  half was flat, but then there was a hill which was 2,5 kilometers long. I hate hills! I usually just walk up since I am lazy. But this time I ran up almost all of it. My breathing must have sounded a bit weird, but I made it. From kilometer 4 on it was just a nice run through the country side. Of course I a little was exhausted from the hill, but I felt great. No body parts hurt and it was nice to see what my body is capable of. For the most part I just relaxed and my body knew what to do. I finished in 55min 59 seconds and I am soo proud of myself! I never thought I could finish under one hour. Denise followed 2 minutes later. Now I am definitely infected with the running fever. It was so much fun! Just look at these happy faces ( and please ignore my red face and sweaty hair. I promise I took a long shower afterwards)!

Holy rage

 I have been following this blog called "2 kids, a mortage and a minivan" for about half a year. Their little girl Lucy has a very nasty form of cancer. When I started reading, she had just finished her last round of chemo. I read about her slowly (very slowly) regaining her strength. Her cancer journey was nothing compared to mine. I had it easy. Every night I pray for her and her family. I truly believed that she would make it. When something started to be very wrong with her the last couple of days I had a strange feeling. This morning before going to university I checked the blog. Her cancer is back. There is nothing left to do. I cannot stop thinking and praying for her and those who love her. But again, I find myself angry. Not necessarily angry with God, but angry with the world in general. I believe in the good things. This innocent little girl deserves to live. Her siblings deserve a sisiter and Kate and her husband deserve a daughter. Ok, we all do, but I especially hurt for this family.
Maybe you can spare a minute tonight or in the next couple of weeks/ months to pray for them. It would mean much to them (and to me)

The wedding run

On saturday one of my friends married in the south of Germany, near the Bodensee. More on that whenever I can find my cable to transfer the bizillion pictures. Two other girls and I rented a beautiful appartment and when I woke up at about 8 on saturday the sun was shining and I just had to go for a run. What a great way to start such an amazing day. Of course I took my phone and took some pics.
Just enjoy our beautiful nature!