Strange times

"Sometimes I lie awake at night in my bed and I watch the Stars, and I wonder, where the fuck is my ceiling?"
-Tiffany-Joanne

Things are becoming stranger and stranger, or at least it feels like it. I feel totally lost in my social life, lost at school, lost outside my door and lost in my own livingroom.
I think I would need some grounding (can someone sell me Boots of Grounding, def. +2, please?). I need some directions, a steady rock where I can stand.

I am Jack's slipping mind.

I probably should try to sleep more, and dream less. Not the other way around which is the case theese days.
You know what? First Class. Distance tutoring. It all feels surreal. Is this really studying? What the hell am I doing?

Is that a door? Fine. I'll use it.... NO. Stop there. Stop trying to use doors. You cannot get out now. Put yourself together.

Honeymoon

This was our first view of the castle where we were going to stay! It is the most beautiful castle I've ever seen.

These three pictures above was from our room at the castle. We lived in one of the towers, and it was... actually I am speechless. It is unbelievable.

The surroundings was amazing!

Can you believe this was our common room?

Me at the stairs to the main gate.

A closer look at the guardian lions.

I loved this place so much! We actually was the only guests at the time and had the whole castle to ourselves!

I was this happy! =)

My beloved husband!

And we finished the trip by going to a gig with Harry and the Potters with our dear friend Niklas in his Deatheater costume. Here is pehaps the only picture of Harry and the Potters with a Deatheater.

Freakin' aurors!

I'm really sick and tired of feeling sick and tired. Thoose damn aurors better take their stupid "feel like crap"-spells and get the hell out of here before I do something drastic.

The fairy tale wedding

My last smoke as a Miss!

The ceremony on a meadow in the middle of a small forest.

Under the great oak tree.

And yes we did have our wands with us!

A kiss in the forest.

 It was a windy day.

By the table at our wedding reception.

My bridal bouquet that my wonderful sister made for me (with roses, a thistle, mint, Rosebay Willowherb and a flower I do not know the name for) and my wand at our table.

 In fact, my sister made all of the wonderful flower arrangements.

This is my personal favourite.

How many people has got three death eaters at their weddings?
It was Harry Potters birthday, so we knew all the aurors would be occupied elsewhere. =)

Oh, and we had guardian dragons.

Two of them! They served us well!

Rain!

I woke up by the sound of heavy waterdrops on my window. A thunderstorm! A thunderrain! Just what I wanted!
I ran out into the rain, smiling like a maniac, jumping in puddles and dancing on soaked grass.

By all gods, how I've missed rain! I love it. I need it. Not another soul was outside and the whole great neighbourhood was entirely my own!

As far as I am concerned it could rain for a week, and I would just be insanely happy.

Muggles and heat

All heat and no cold makes Yvonne a dull girl. All heat and no cold makes Yvonne a dull girl. All heat and no... well, you get the routine.

I am also trying to learn the five poses of attacking people with a wand. That is about all exercise I can manage during this insanely hot weather.

Oh, and I got the answer from the University today. I am in! YAY me!

And by the way. I really hate living in the muggle world. I really cannot stand muggles.I hope the Dark Lord soon will rise again and finish them all... or if Cthulhu finally could wake up. Either way, I'm happy.

Back to complaining about heat.
All heat and no cold makes Yvonne a dull girl. All heat and no cold makes Yvonne a dull girl. All heat and no cold makes Yvonne a dull girl. All heat and no cold makes Yvonne COMPLETELY INSANE.

Ten years

This is a portrait I made of my father 14 years ago. I did not know then that four years later he would be dead. One day he was alive and himself and the next he had a stroke and never woke up again. It was july 8th 2000 when I lost him. Ten years ago. Ten long years. A third of my life, and it still tears me up inside. I guess that's one thing that's never gonna change. Rest in peace, dad. I really miss you.