Loving is better than drugs

Sex makes me so happy. Okay, that should be obvious maybe, but still, I don't know if everybody feels so intensely happy the day after having sex. I'm just so happy and grateful that he loves me, that I love him, that he wants to have sex with me and that it's so good. It's like a constant buzzing happy feeling that makes me smile all the time and generally feel so GOOD.
Even if my body hurts lots and I couldn't sleep until after two because I was hurting so much in my shoulders, arms and hips that I couldn't lie down but had to get up and sit and read for half an hour. And that's even after taking paracetamol and ibuprofen, which I take very seldom since it goes over to the milk and they don't know the effect. Usually it has a good effect on the inflammatory activity though, so sometimes I have to. But tonight it didn't help at all.
It hurts lots today too, but I'm still filled with this warm, fuzzy happiness.

Lödöse medieval fair - pictures

Björn has finally posted pictures from Lödöse medieval fair in the beginning of June on Nylöse's site.

I have also actually sewn some on the inner ceiling for the pavilion and made a test version in fulled wool of Maja's little ankle high boots. So now Rickard can sew them in leather during the weekend.