It amazes me that my friends think they can get away with pretty much anything, like getting married on the other side of the planet without my involvement what so ever, I don’t think anyone managed that and Miss Paraguay realised the same yesterday.
She’s leaving next weekend, and thought she was safe over there in Denmark with a long bridge and a passport control between us, boy was she wrong. It wasn’t easy though.
If you think that I’m a busy bee, you should see my friends, and their friends. So finding a day that me (because it’s all about me) and any of her other friends could make it wasn’t easy. Then people go get babies and stuff, which doesn’t help dragging them out of their homes.
Lucky me, Miss Who The Hell is Marianne, was keen any day and have the right evil streak to kidnap someone and drive them, like a little Syrian refugee, over the bridge. She almost made me cry of laughter when live tweeting Miss Paraguay’s reaction while being kidnapped, things like “I’m not very pleased right now” and yelling out her future husbands name. Also making her pack something pink, something I’m amazed she managed to find – didn’t think she owned anything that wasn’t black.
At least she was kidnapped in the coolest car ever;
We tried to start the day with lunch however, 11:30 in the morning seem to be too early for eating on a Saturday so we went shopping and was allowed to dress the bride to be up a little bit, our little angel and her devils.
Of course we needed a little bit of bubbly in celebration of the coming nuptials, and also that we manged to get together for a whole saturday.
One of the main reasons for being in Malmö was so that the new mothers could join and one came for lunchwine, we couldn’t help but pimp the stroller.
You can tell that we don’t meet up that often as we sat for lunch for quite some time, and quite some wine according to the check. However, there where more babies to meet so after a trip to H&M’s babysection and Espresso house for coffees we met up with dear Lady T for a walk around the water.
And then more baby time. Loads of pictures taken, they all contain babies though so I’m not sharing with you people. We did manage to finish her wine though, she doesn’t need it anyhow, right…new mommies don’t drink…
I was a bit worried about us running out of things to do, and I had plans like the aquarium and an exhibition about patterns, never should’ve worried. When we had finished Lady T’s wine it was time for dinner.
I had made reservations at one of my favorite places in Malmö, with fantastic food and great service, La Roche Wine and Tapas. And I was happy to see that the guest of honor and Miss Who The Hell is Marianne seemed to love the food as much as I do…and the Sangria.
It also appears that Malmö is fairly good at Virgin Mojitos (Miss WTHIM was driving so no alcohol for her) and that’s a good thing to know for future reference.
Before sending the girls on their way we of course had to stop by my corner for a beer and virgin mojito. At this point Miss Paraguay is also carrying around her Led balloons, I think they look like nipples…it might just be me though.
A fantabolous day with my fantabolus girls, I was very happy to have a short bike home and being able to go straight to bed (at 11pm on a Saturday) because I was completely worn out.
Peace out ma peeps.