Wilma Circus in May 2023 – Pebbles 2 & Wilma 32 and Songland

May is the month of celebrations – Pebbles & I (also Gerda) have our birthdays then. This year Fred threw a massive birthday party for me. Definitely one of the fondest moments in 2023 was when Fred did a DJ set at the party. Including only my favourites, starting with Linking Park and ending with Boiler Room & Eurovision.

Eurovision was much drama. I lead the local Housing Association and that included drama. My birthday party also had some drama. Bold and the Beautiful, but I'm still chill.

Here the Circus family is showing (on Pebble's birthday) how old she got.

There seems to be some confusion among us: 

Sometimes lose, aways win.

Due to tragic events in Ella's life, I got to see here several times during the year.

I greatly miss her company. And Pebbles feels the same:

Every time a doorkeeper at theatre asks "First time?"

we say no, because it's not our first rodeo:

Passport says 31, appearance says 10:

No florals? All black in spring – very controversial:

Yes, I proudly did selfies at work:

A courier called: "I got flowers for you".

As it was Mother's Day, I thought it's from Fred.

Instead Ian from London saluted my uterus:

My greatest two year old:

A crown and a birthday train, all you need in life:

Birthday girl is exiting this planet:

Pebbles birthday gift from Sellpy (Swedish second-hand).

How much Pippi you can handle?

Damn, I look good.

The faulty haircut finally grew beautiful:

First time at Lepik and Paula's Songland house:

Garden season opening party at Songland:

My parenting vibes are like this:

May Flowers:

Love that time of the year:

Birthday morning with chia pudding.

Healthy is my middle name:

I little birthday kiss at Kadriorg:

A year older, but still ignoring gravity:

Wilma Circus 32 times around the Sun celebration

32 years ago I was born on a backseat of a Žiguli car. Not much has changed since then 

(just more face cream on the neck). 

Despite drinking Champagne with Mõmmi lemonade budget, Fred threw a party for me. Quality catering, classy wine & my lovely koorekiht. *happy tears*

I rarely post anymore, but when I do, 

it's a marathon post sponsored by 5 disposable cameras. 

Let my life flash in front of your eyes:

2009 – Sweet 18. Politsei & tellingud

2010 – The final exams

2011 – Royal Circus theme party

2012 – small garden chill

2013 – Estonian & Scot in Stockholm

2014 – Kolhosnik theme party in Kehra

2015 – mellow chill at Tops vol 1 & vol 2

2016 – Fest i Sollentuna & graduation in Estonia

2017 – Siili feely good

2018 – started classy, ended trashy

2019 – Master Wilma

2020 – Social distancing in the forest

2021 –  I was busy giving birth

2022 – Isolation & coronavirus

2023:

The word nummi belongs to the 2000s.

Nummi the person, however, is a timeless legend:

I'm in my 30s, what has changed? 

My parties have chandeliers now:

She stops wearing black if a darker colour will be invented: 

Wine tasting – it's classy they said.

They just didn't specify the amount:

My go-to pose is "arms up and double chin out":

The youngest looking yet oldest in our high school class. 

To this day she could pass as a 18 year old:

Green, blue, 

white and red:

We talked about adulting and how it's mostly googling "How to":

Her favourite F-word is

food:

The moms are discussing how sleep is overrated:

They have to put up with my timer pictures:

Yes, I took my label maker to the party,

because it's a sign:

The coolest ones are at the lemonade stand:

The ultimate quiz "How well do you know Wilma" will start soon.

Bring in the mind-games and poker faces:

Nothing has changed.

"Me, myself & I" quiz until I die:

Excited to win, excited to know me well:

I always keep all the answer sheets in my archive,

because tüvitekst:

That one pupil that studied and was a teacher favourite

and all the other ones want to kill her:

Let there be cake.

Let it be red and velvety:

The bravery, the courage, the responsibility. 

When no one dared to touch the cake, she delivered, with firm hands:  

We have grown up all good:

The greatest gift is the act of kindness of showing up.

But bitches also love big boxes and they cannot lie:

Thank you for being a friend!

Disney+ and G-Force know me well:

The design company Pärna & Co made me the most unique gift ever, a stunning swing.

I, the swinger, will test it out in full swing (sorry not sorry):

The pre-30s freak out seems so silly now, 

since this feared period turned out amazing:

The pic:

The pic in a pic:

Kapten - Beibi Tule Pardale

It's not just moustache,

it's a lifestyle:

My emergency contact, my boyfriend Fred had prepared

a full DJ set with my favourite tunes.

The DJ set touched my different eras.

Primary school = Linkin Park:

Secondary school = Nirvana 

High school = Foo Fighters:

All stages in my life = Eurovision and effective staging: 

My London era = Boiler Room techno:

My Swedish era = Zara Larsson

Fuck Marek Reinaas, G-Force shows how to wear shades indoors.

She had her own birthday party the day before, that very morning she had a funeral to attend

and she still arrived to the Circus Tour celebration with full glam.

Massive respect:

Klassiõhtu vibes:

Songland swag:

Flirting with the DJ, trying to take him home with me:

Robin Stjernberg - You

AND ONE MORE TIME Robin Stjernberg - You

Got emotional here, he stole my heart at the dance floor:

When the party starts at 4PM, 

then midnight is already silly o'clock:

Do you believe in love after love?:

The person that set the mood,

the person that set the food,

the person with always caring attitude.

Thank you!:

Passport pictures:

The times with Nokia button phones were so much easier:

Matching nail-polish and lipstick:

We are married, 

not with each-other: 

The irony,

I managed to catch the whole face of the tallest friend I have:

The little brother, the older sister:

One of them is a professional model,

the other one was professional in spin-the-bottle.

I let you guess which one:

KALLLAAAAAAA:

The greatest neighbour there is:

My only friend who has read my thesis.

Thinking and analysing is cool:

3AM & last ones standing:

You're simply the best,

better than all the rest:

These emotions are like food form me,

I can feast another year:

So glad that my boyfriend is allergic to pollen:

The sun is rising, the taxi is coming:

I took the DJ home with me:

Oh the shade PM threw at me:

The morning after:

I'm an awesome mom, but a crappy friend.

We don't see often, but when we do it feels natural and not pushed 

to continue where we left off.

T H A N K   Y O U ♥♥♥