Heidi G karlsson

Married. Completely married off, I am. During intense times of prayer we say to God, "my life is not my own" . . . and we go on our merry way. But when we go on our MARRY way, ah... tis so true. Specially when "marry" includes two special guys under three feet tall with blond and red locks and merry eyes of blue.. well, the "fun" as we sometimes say, never stops. I think coffee shops miss me. I think the economy of space with cool atmosphere wonders, "where is that girl with her journals, mac, ipod, pens and Bible? Where is that girl that pondered here so often with her friends???" HAH! She is awakened daily by, "hellloooo.. OATMEAL!!!!!" and replies, "it's not time to get up yet" and so little feet traipse back to their little lairs. She goes to sleep and wakes up not alone. She is subject to inspection by probing eyes on each bathroom visit. "What's that? Why you painting your eyes? You cutting your eyelashes? ...

Tuesday June 2nd or something like that. Saturday I am getting married. I am getting married Saturday. On Saturday married I am getting. Exciting. Weird. Exciting. Exciting. Busy. Exciting. Tired. Exciting. There is no going back on these things. Two become one (notice .5 and .5 don't become 1.. just a little note there) and nothing is ever the same. Not even when you brush your teeth or what you're going to have for supper or where you put your clothes in the closet or ... yup. What a crazy deal. I still don't believe it. I feel like I can believe that I'll be engaged for the next 30 years, in love, yes.. but married?? Wow. How did I ever get to be here? How did God ever answer my prayers like he did.. How did this happen? I have no idea. But.. I do have a dress, a church, a bunch of food, RSVP's . .. friends.. and a fiance in a super handsome suit all set up to show up at the same time. Should be good :) Phone's ringing. Gotta run.