
…take me with you?

…take me with you?
Scene: Lucy and Virgil have just returned home from Matthew McConaughey’s pad.
Virgil: Dude…you look like a fire-eating dragon of destruction.
Lucy: I AM A FIRE-EATING DRAGON OF DESTRUCTION!


A QUESTION FOR YOU:
Morgan and I were talking about her upcoming wedding over dinner, and we’re wondering: what are some interesting guest book options (she doesn’t want a traditional sign-your-name here book)?
The guest book pictured above is from our engagement party – my maids of honor put together a beautiful album with a picture of us on each page, and guests wrote notes to us around the picture that they felt best encapsulated our relationship.
UPDATE: Thank you for all the creative responses! You guys are amazing
Two of my favorites (so far):
From Margaret:
We got a silver tray with our initials and the date we got married engraved on it. We then had an engraving drill that everyone used to sign the tray. You just put a couple practice pieces out for everyone. The drill’s not loud and it’s not hard for guests to use. It’s a wonderful keepsake that we have out all the time. Couple of our friends have also used the idea!
From EmphasisAdded:
Good morning sunshine!
My husb and I have a mild obsession with our city of Chicago, so we opted for a Chicago Coffee Table book for the guests to sign.
I thought it was interesting how people naturally signed the pages/photos that reminded them of us….for example my dad wrote his message on the page with the lakefront running path (we run together often), a whole slew of Simon’s buddies wrote well wishes on the page with Wrigley Field (several people opted to draw “we sat here” arrows) and some of my more artistic friends gravitated towards the photos of Chicago Theatre.
It ended up being really personal, while still having a personality!


Last night, Kendrick and I met up with some of our best and least-seen friends, Jeremy and Eric, who are visiting from Miami. I met Jeremy when I was sixteen years old (he worked with my dad at the time), and he quickly became my de facto brother. Kendrick and I have seriously contemplated moving to Miami just to be able to spend more time with these guys (and the weather today is making us consider a move even more strongly).
Jeremy was the MC at our wedding; the second picture is of a teary-eyed me giving him a hug after his beautiful, beautiful speech.
Kendrick and I played this while we cut the cake (or, rather, whoopie pie) at our wedding.
That’s just it, really.
Happy birthday, Mama!
(That’s my parents during their wedding ceremony. My mom wore white pants and an embroidered blouse; I wore the blouse while getting ready on my own wedding day.)


All your base are belong to us.
Kendrick and I are on Hour Two of our layover in Denver.
We are bored.
We are behaving like ten-year-olds with our very first computer.
We are having SO. MUCH. FUN.