My Best Friend’s Wedding
Was yesterday. I was one of two toastmasters. The speech I held was the hardest thing I’ve ever written; of giving it, I remember nothing. It was a truly magical day, evening and night, one in a billion – unique, even. Today I’m filled to the brim with love and pride and at a total loss for words. And: hungover, as the first thing I drank once the amazing dinner (17 speeches!) was over was a drink called “Dead Man’s Seed”; after that, a full bottle of champagne. And so forth.
Here’s (to) the wonderful, beautiful newlyweds – Brita to the right, Kalle to the left.
Evig kärlek.
