3 weeks left...

In 3 weeks I'm going to get married! Man it feels like I've still got tons of things to do. I'm waiting on 4 packages of things I've ordered online too.

It's crazy thinking that I'm getting married... it makes me feel so adult all of a sudden. I don't really feel like an adult, but I feel that I should feel like an adult. That almost makes sense I guess.

There are a million details that go into weddings. The big things like invites, the dress, the shoes, the food, and the locations. But there are also a million small things like making sure we have enough coloring books and crayons for the kids, making sure I've got the right jewelry for the wedding, the many many fittings of the dress with small alterations each, and the thank you presents for those who are helping me. That's what the four packages are.

The house also needs to be cleaned and recleaned, laundry washed, and everything looking shiny and nice before guests show up. I think I'm going to spend today trying to make sure that all the doors and light switches in the house are spotless. I'll have to do it at least one more time before the wedding too, but that's the way it works.

I'm sure I'm forgetting to buy thank you presents for someone... I haven't bought anything for my maids yet... and I'm sure my mom needs something better than what I've ordered for her. Eek! I hope I remember who I'm forgetting soon!

In California

Well, I'm in California. It's been REALLY busy here. This is what I've been up to since I arrived...

Tuesday evening - plane landed, found fast food, went home and slept.
Wednesday - Tried to get a guest count, slept lots, realized I had a 103 fever. Slept more.
Thursday - Shoe shopping attempt 1.
Friday - Mom and Dad gone all day to help the brother move. Had steaks for dinner at 9pm when they got home.
Saturday - Another day of shoe shopping, finally found the right shoes.
Today (Sunday) - I'm supposed to help my dad put together some mailers to send to relatives with directions. Not sure at all why they weren't included in the invites, but oh well.

Meanwhile I've assigned David the task of helping me put together 'Welcome Packets' for the Swedes. That way when they arrive they'll have some guidelines of stuff to do to avoid driving my parents insane, and they'll also have some ideas of fun things to do in the area.

Once David gets here I need to take him tie shopping, meet the priest, meet the DJ, and do the 100 thousand last minute things that I haven't thought about yet. (Seating chart? Vows? Rings?)

I'd like to go curl up and sleep for a week. Oh well.

One month left

Today is the 18th. I'm getting married in a month! Wow!

VG in Math D!

Wow! I was totally surprised today when I got an email saying that not only did I pass the math test, but I got a VG (well-passed). Yea! It was the lowest VG one could get, but I did it! There was a third of the book that I didn't understand at all, and about a third of the problems on the test I just left totally blank because I didn't even know where to start. And yet I still managed to pull off a VG. That's quite scary actually. I don't think with this little grasp of a topic in a math class in the states I would have gotten much more than a low pass, if I even passed. A VG is considered to be quite a good grade in Sweden and is the highest grade level at university (there is one more at the highschool level though). Weird! But I'm happy!

Tuesday, US!

Done!

I'm finally done with almost all of Swedish. Took my last national test today. Wow it feels nice. I'm not sure how I did, but I feel that I passed at least. I'm hoping that I got an MVG, but I know I probably just got a G or VG. I never ever understood what was needed to get an MVG, which makes it really hard to get. Oh well. Tuesday I leave for the states, I've started doing laundry and collecting things to pack already. I can't believe it's so close.

On Sunday David and I will be making phone calls to EVERYONE whose rsvp card my mother hasn't received. Ugh. Not looking forward to it, but needs to be done. Missing about 10 cards from Sweden. According to tradition my mother would make the phone calls since she is hosting the party. I can't believe the number of people who think that just telling David via sms works instead of sending the nice printed invite card to my mother. It is my parents who are throwing the party, not us. Can't imagine why anyone else would ever try to tell someone that they're coming to a party someone else is hosting and hope the message gets through. I checked the Swedish etiquette website, and even in Sweden written invites require written responses. Oh well, can't expect everyone to follow conventions. I just wish the Swedes weren't the worst of the bunch. Doesn't make them look really good. I knew I should have put return postage on all of those things. We just didn't have the money.

My mother is really looking forward to me flying out there, she says she has tons of wedding stuff for me to do. I believe it! I'm slightly fearful of whatever she has planned, but I imagine I'll survive!

Man, it feels good to be done with the Swedish test. Took me about 5 hours of writing, but it's done!

Valborgs and the First of May

Yesterday was a semi-holiday. Valborgs. In Uppsala it would be celebrated with starting a day with champagne breakfast. Here I did two hours of math homework until David woke up... then we wrote up a shopping list and went shopping. Can you get a bigger difference? This year we celebrated only around dinner time by going out to a friend's place and grilling some meat. It was quite nice and relaxing. David didn't drink and instead drove us around. I drank very little since I was planning on getting up early and working on math homework again. It didn't happen since I didn't get to sleep until around 2am since the entire neighborhood was trying to see how many fireworks they could set off, and how many things they could blow up. They did this from about 10 in the morning until I was finally too tired to notice at 2 in the morning the next day.

Today is the first of day and it is a true holiday. It is marked in red on the calenders, like Sundays. So it is a 'red day' in Swedish. I plan to spend the day doing Swedish and math homework. I also have to clean the apartment, and go shopping so that I'll have the mushrooms to make lunch and dinner. I like to buy those the same day I plan to use them.

Ugh. Just thinking about everything I need to do today makes me want to go back to bed!