The best maid of honor speech I have ever heard
My little cousin Lolly married my lovely new cousin-in-law back in October. The wedding was FAB, and included HANDS DOWN the best MOH speech I have ever heard. If you’ve talked to me about the wedding, I spend about 1/2 the time talking about the bride, 1/2 time talking about how much fun I had with my family and the other 2/3 of the time I would tell you about what a great great maid of honor we had.
The maid of honor was her sister, Natalie. Natalie’s a pyrotechnician at the Hollywood Bowl (I’m not kidding) and I could only find one photo of her in a bridesmaids dress.. (She’s with my nana.)
Her speech was quite inline with the exuberance of this photo. And without further ado -
The speech!
Hi everyone! I’m Natalie, not only the Maid of Honor but Lolly’s beautiful younger sister. We have been waiting for this day for a long time and I couldn’t think of someone better for my sister.
When first hearing about the engagement, the scariest part was knowing I had to write a speech, and that my sister couldn’t help me. I thought this is going to be awful, I can’t write a speech without Lolly!
She’s my other half, but now she has found a new half. But I realized, that’s Ok. We can be thirds!
Andrew, thank you for putting up with my sister—and me—and making her happier than I’ve ever seen. Read more…
Imma Failed Matchmaker
Once upon a time, I set up Emily and Tyler and they got married and now they have an adorable little baby, and *I* have overconfidence in my ability to set people up. So, upon sending an AMAZING set up email today…I decided I should pull one out from the archives. They didn’t fall in love and have babies like Ty and Em, but…you certainly can’t blame my email. It’s the 2nd best set up email I’ve ever written.
So without further ado.. (names changed to protect the innocent)
Subject: Allow me to e-troduce…
Chuck, Daisy
Daisy, Chuck
Daisy, I met Chuck 2 years ago at a bar while I was mumbling out loud about football and we became fast friends. He’s a true water sport guy – spends the year mentally training for his annual outrigger race in Hawaii. He also misses my yearly fleet week party because he plays in his HS’s annual alumnae water polo game. (I know. Red flag. Missing Kristen’s party? Priority problem!!!!).
Chuck – I met Daisy at a bar in Menlo Park over salmon tacos and girly conversations. Since then, she’s moved around the country but has recently joined us in SF. We reconnected while both in a cowboy-themed wedding where I was a reader and dance enthusiast. Most recently, Daisy knocked it out of the park in a 1920′s flapper costume at an NYE party we both attended. While only one of us could win the ‘best acting’ award for the night (me), her enthusiasm and sparkly headband made me wish there was a best costume award.
Hey! What are you doing next Thursday? Did you know the California Academy of Sciences has a $12 entry fee, a DJ and a pretty fun nightlife scene every Thursday night? Let’s all go!!!! Shoot. I’m busy. OK. Just the 2 of you then.
:)
-k.
Protected: This week: not in my comfort zone
For sale: One Burning Man Ticket. Cost: Selflessness.
The background: I have a Burning Man ticket, but I have good friends getting married the weekend of Burning Man, so I can’t go. Sadly, I will have to find a way to express myself on a dance floor instead of in the desert. Not that sadly actually…I love Matt, Amy AND expression-filled-dancing so it should be quite fulfilling.
And I *could* give it to one of my friends, but you see…I’ve decided instead to try to make someone’s life ACTUALLY better with this ticket. And, since Burning Man celebrates radical self expression…I am radically self-expressing-myself (did that sound strange?) by saying:
I am giving the ticket away for a radical act of selflessness and kindness
What do I mean? Read more…
A Very Photoshopped Birthday
I mean. 30, right? Big. Scary.
Actually, 30 approached me quite steadily giving me time to prepare. That turned out to be great news, as I generally find a little trauma in everything that touches my life – however – hitting this milestone passed with much fanfare and little angst. PTL.
As PART of the fanfare, though – I showed up at work to quite the display! Muchos flowers, balloons, 2 cakes and some of the most cleverly photoshopped images I’ve ever seen! Operating under the direction of:
“she loves knitting, Justin Bieber and Jesus”
Our graphic designer Ben (tactfully skipping over the Jesus bit) photoshopped my head onto a bunch of images and they were hung all around the office for me to discover. These, of course, were just too good to keep to myself.
There is something really amazing about working with people who are willing to give you an extra dose of love on your birthday. I appreciated this so much!
Who says you can’t have 3 minutes of fun at work?
Just a regular Thursday. Calm. Normal. The type of day where you peel through 3 string cheeses before 10 AM, just to spice things up a bit. And then *bloop* (email sound)…and we see this…
Naturally, the wheels start spinning. Dancing, of course, would be the plan…
Britney? Too predictable.
Eye of the Tiger? Too rambunctious.
Ah. An obvious choice.
So…after two emails.
And a diagram…
We present…
Sadly, I was too busy directing traffic to dance at the beginning, and whe the applause started…well…best to leave the dance show on a high note!
For those who didn’t make the immediate connection, we had some inspiration. :)
QR codes, right? I was so all about them a year ago, but now
*everyone’s* using them and not using them well, might I add. I mean…let me guess…when I scan your QR code, you’re going to take me to a mobile optimized form where I can sign up for your newsletter? BRILLIANT. No matter how many times Mashable likes to talk about it, I don’t think marketing and social media really gets what QR codes are good for. Yet. I think they’ll get there…but until then..
Instead of providing something of real value…here’s a few you can just print out and stick places for people to be pleasantly surprised when it’s not a lamesauce marketing message.
Enjoy!
6 Valentine’s Desktops to Surprise Your Honey
You know, it’s never too late to come up with a little surprise for your honey for Valentine’s Day! So you didn’t get anything! No big! You can just sneak attack your Sweetie McSweetums desktop background with some hearty (see what I did there?) love.
Click on one to enlarge it in it’s own magical window!
Giving Away A Birthday
I WIN you stupid jerk hard drive that took an hour to get out. I OWN YOUR FACE!
For my birthday…I always think I’m going to do something honorable and noble…but then I remember that I want to go to a bar and have people say splendid things to me and give me funny cards. And let’s face it – 30′s next and you’re all invited to my party.
Well…I do, however have quite a few friends who are more amazing & less selfish than I. For example, Floyd (who I am posting about with out permission!) realizes that 29 is an nbd (pronounced N. B. D.) birthday, so he just…gave it away. (I didn’t give away my 29th) And for his birthday he’s invited aye’one to donate to Goodwill!
In his words:
While hanging up my new threads from Santa
Look at that friendly chap.
this year I got to thinking….here I am with a closet full of clothes, (much of which I never wear anymore) collecting dust when they could be going to a much greater use.
So, in lieu of doing a birthday shindig this year I thought I would reach out my community and ask that we all rummage through our closets for some old clothes that we could donate to a worthy cause.
GOAL: To donate… 150 lbs. of clothes over the next 7 days to the Goodwill. (Week of Jan 10th – Jan 16th)
Now…ain’t that a sweet idea?
And I put the whoooole computer back together, except for these screws because I couldn't figure out where they went
Hey Floyd...I uh...got you 3 screws! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Turns out: Goodwill is all stoked on electronics donations & recycling
So…here I am…trying to figure out how to yank the hard drive out of my computer that I haven’t to donate with the DVD player to bump up the poundage for ol’Floydie Floyd. (yes I know he said clothes, but I assume that’s because he had no IDEA you could donate your 60 lb computer!) Anyone getting to their local Goodwill (or…anywhere) to donate this week? Let me know!
An hour later…OMG.
Floyd. You better appreciate this.
I just became a computer technician for you.
The Apocalypse Team
No. That’s not me. But I think it’s fair to call her a desert island dream girl.
The concept of the Apocalypse Team or…Desert Island Dream Girl (or boy) is this: It’s the concept that, if you had to pick 10 people to be stranded on a desert island with (potentially indefinitely), who would they be?
About my favorite answer was (from a guy)…
9 gay navy seals & “as many women as can fit in the life boat.”
(so more like 10ish)
I cant’ decide mine. Probably someone with raw nature skills (obviously Ed), someone who has like…ANY experience killing live game (cousin Peter?), someone with a lot of muscle in case I need to eat them (sorry Jeff), a female health professional (Lisa can save lives AND cook AND be my bestie!)…but the last few, I don’t know!
I figure most people have a few open spots, and I plan to sliiiiide myself in there.
That said, I spend an unreasonable amount of time finding things to tally to my Desert Island Dream Girl list to make me more valuable “just in case.”
I can’t cook. I’m not plucking your chicken.
But…I maintain that creativity and attention to birthday details are IN FACT necessary for survival. About 3 months ago, when I decided this was my desert island calling, I suffered quite a bit of grief when I announced that I had spent a solid 4 hours reading a blog post about hand-making paper bows.
And today. I heard the sentence.
“WE GOT THE GIFT WRAP BUT FORGOT TO GET A BOW!!!”
TA-DA! 1 point desert island dream girl!
Ok…Who’s on your team?
