A little fitness, a little food, a little fabulosity...
My three best girlfriends and I all got married in just over a year of each other. That was enough of a blessing on its own, but throw into the mix the fact that Aubrey is a first-class invitation designer and…well…see for yourself.
Photo courtesy of the incredibly talented Yvonne Wong, of course.
In other news, I have my first training run tomorrow night. People, I haven’t run in over four months, if my calculations are correct. It might even be more like five or six months. Yeesh.
According to a human-Yorkie team of experts, the following was the best Super Bowl ad:
Runners up included:
Did I miss any good ones?
I like to bitch about the way the Internet has sucked my life just as much as the next broad, but one thing I can’t deny is how powerful it can be in spreading good. Since you’re reading this right now, I know you’re procrastinating from something else you should be doing…so why not use that extra time and make a difference in someone’s life? (In case you were wondering, I learned my guilt-trip skillz from my mom.)
You shouldn’t feel guilty about showing your support for this beautiful little girl, though.
Gwendolyn and her incredible parents
Seriously, get to it. It’s easy! And pass the info along to all of your peeps – I know you’ve got a bunch of peeps because you’re cool and people like you.
I can’t think of a proper metaphor to use as my way to say that I signed up for yet another half-marathon. I say “yet another” because in the past two years, I’ve signed up for three halfs and have only run one of them. So…I’d say chances are 50-50 that I’ll actually run it. Luckily, I have some amazing support, and I’ll be joined by a lovely friend-slash-bloggista. Oh, and did I mention the course? Gorge. I’d be crazy to chicken out of this one.
In other sad news, I was rejected from my dream-job…so if there’s anyone out there looking for a brand manager/marketing MBA intern this summer, hit me up. Seriously. I’m free.
Alright folks, I’m not going to make any promises to you because that would just set me up for defeat, but…I…I…I think I’m back? At any rate, my schedule has finally calmed down and I can think about something besides business school, puppy poo, and how many times in a row I can eat Thai take-out before I damage my internal organs. A quick update on all of the subjects I tend to cover on this li’l blog, but first, a photo of my son:
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. Don’t you want one?
1. Workouts: yeah. Haven’t worked out since October, 2009. I’m not joking. I got pretty sick there toward the end of the year, which completely derailed the once-monthly 15-minute runs I had been doing prior. The good news (for me) is that I haven’t gained weight, but the bad news is that my abs resemble custard. It’s okay. We’ll get back on the wagon together.
2. Makeup: …er…the only makeup I have time for is covering up the zits that sprinkle my face because I’ve been stressed. But on a whim I just bought a bunch of lipstick (probably because I was inspired by the wife in Spurtacus: Blood and Sand) so maybe I’ll have a little something to say about that.
3. Food: did you read the line above about Thai takeout? I wasn’t kidding. I haven’t cooked anything in over a month and a half.
So you can see why I haven’t really been blogging. Anyway. That’s not what I sat down to write about. I wanted to tell you about the lovely bridesmaid gift my friend and letterpress guru Aubrey gave me after her wedding last summer. See, in business school we’re right in the thick of job interviews. And what I lack in work experience, I like to make up for in pure class.
After an interview, sure, you can write an thank-you email to the people who interviewed you. In fact, that’s what my school encourages us to do. But my mama didn’t raise me to show gratitude electronically. Oh no. A thank you isn’t a thank you if it’s not hand-written and couriered to its recipient on the day after the interview.
Does it get me the job over my peers? No. Do I look like the most well-mannered broad anyone could imagine? Pretty much. I take what I can get.
So imagine how my classiness expands exponentially when the notes are rich, thick letterpressed cardstock. Brilliant. Once I run out of these babies (which will probably happen within a week, since I love them so much that I find excuses to write thank-you notes for ANYTHING including for Dave when he Drain-O-ed our shower) I’m going to order more. I can’t live without them.
While I’ve been hiding from the blog, my fabulous photographer, Yvonne Wong, has been putting together the mother of all awesome wedding posts for me. Check it out. God I love her.
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Our wedding video is nearly done (I took forEVER to get Mitch our song choices so he was sitting there in Seattle wanting to work on it while I hemmed and hawed) (hmmm, apparently procrastination is my thing lately). But here’s a perfect little 4ish-minute slice of the happiest day of my life. You may recognize some of these scenes from the clip I posted a while back, but this is so much more. I friggin’ love Mitch from Cabfare Productions. You have to hire him for your wedding if you can. And take note right around 1:00 to see the three beauties who complete me (aside from, you know, my soulmate and my parents and stuff).
Oh, and I’ve concluded that I can’t make any commitments yet to posting regularly. I’m having serious, uh, life issues right now – some good and some bad – and my pea-sized brain can’t handle it. So stick me in your reader or RSS feed and you’ll see me when I’m back. Also, I’m getting my puppy on Sunday.
Image by the fabulous Yvonne Wong
Okay, I’m only half-kidding. See, in writing this book about the whole mother-daughter wedding planning experience, I’ve come to the conclusion that the best way to learn about what a life commitment MEANS is to ask anyone and everyone.
And, OBVIOUSLY, that means you. You guys are my peeps, you know? You’re the reason I’m writing this book in the first place. So…here’s a list of questions. Answer any or all of them in the comment section. And make sure you include the name you’d like me to use if I end up quoting you in the wedding book. If you have anything extra to say that isn’t covered by the questions, let ‘er rip!
For those of you who aren’t married, I STILL want to hear from you – believe it or not, getting married doesn’t magically transform you into this wise woman who understands the core of her being. So tell me what you think, too.
1. If you’ve ever been married, describe the role your mother played (or didn’t play) in planning your wedding. Anecdotes, quotes, and copies of emails/letters are welcome. Interpret this question however you’d like.
2. If you’re a professional in the wedding industry, describe some of the lessons your job has taught you. What have you learned about the meaning of a wedding, both for the couple and for their loved ones?
3. What was unique about your wedding? Alternatively, if you’re a professional in the wedding industry, what non-traditional elements have you seen? What did these quirky touches say to you about the marriage, and what did you learn from this out-of-the-box approach?
4. Tell me your best wedding drama story. I KNOW you’ve all got ‘em.
5. Tell me a mother-of-the-bride story. Professionals, what crazy mother-of-the-bride experiences have you had?
6. Based on your experiences, what are the three pieces of advice you’d give a bride and/or her mother? Feel free to only speak to the bride, or only to the mother, or to both. I’m hoping that you’ll tailor this answer to your specific background – so Jocelyn, who’s a makeup artist, might tell brides to moisturize the HECK outta themselves in the months leading up to the big day. (And if y’all have more than three rules, friggin’ list ‘em!!!)
7. Anything else? Seriously – anything at all? Even if it’s totally unrelated to any of the above. Don’t hold back.
Image also by the fabulous Yvonne Wong who you should book IMMEDIATELY if you're looking for a photographer
Not REALLY, but here’s the deal: this isn’t a dog blog. And I don’t want to bug all of you with photo after photo of li’l Baxter once he arrives…so I sorta kinda started another blog. Just for my boy. It’s going to be a little more similar to The Daily Coyote, with more photos than words, so it won’t detract from this blog at all. Anyway, feel free to add Baxter’s Modern Life to your Google Reader or whatever if you want to see life through the eyes of my firstborn son puppy.
