Reasons to have Children in the Wedding Party

Mr. Speedy’s two nieces will be flower girls and his nephew will be a ring bearer in our wedding.

Originally, we were not planning on having children involved but there are many reasons why having tiny tots is a good idea.

I have to thank my Mother for being the one that really swayed my opinion (I SECRETLY THINK SHE WANTS GRANDBABIES SOONER THAN SHE LETS ON) and I have to thank Mr. Speedy’s sister, the Jazzercise-Hair-Dresser-Awesome mother, who graciously is loaning her children to me.

A few may argue against having children involved, for these reasons:

  • They might flip-out during their role: You know what? That is okay because I just might puke, faint, and have a melt down at some point too. Let’s all flip-out!
  • Children are annoying: You are annoying. Not getting my hair to stay in place is annoying. Life can be annoying, get over it.
  • Costs: Buying their outfits and/or accessories might involve additional budgeting, but luckily children’s clothes are WAY cheaper than adults.
  • Adult-only Reception: The only kids at our reception will be these little ones. That might open up hurt feelings towards other people that want to bring their kids…. but sorry. I can only give out so many plates of chicken fingers and these kids will be like mini-celebrities at our wedding, so they deserve it.

But, I think the reasons to have children greatly out-weigh the above list.


1. They take really funny pictures:

Holiday card from a few years back…. I just think it is perfect-



Here is a more recent picture, taken as they started their long car ride from Nebraska to Michigan to visit us:

I just LOVE Ryker's popping-eyeballs.

I just LOVE Ryker’s popping-eyeballs.

Aren’t they just the cutest?

2. Children are a reminder of the simple things in life – they don’t get stressed or worried or concerned with little things. Weddings are very formal and generally, involve a lot of hustle and bustle for adults. But if we think like a kid, all the stress kind of evaporates.

3. They are cute. Can we just take a moment to appreciate this preview of tiny Lillyan in her flower girl outfit? Thank you.

Modeling her Gatsby hairpiece, glitz pearls, and flowergirl dress!

Modeling her Gatsby hairpiece, glitz pearls, and flowergirl dress!

4. They help symbolize that a wedding is about family and the future. Mr. Speedy and I are forming our own, brand spankin’ new family together. One day, hopefully, that will involve children. Getting married is the first step.

5. They allow you to involve and honor family members of the children (such as the parents, grandparents, etc.) This is an epic meeting of people- Mr. Speedy’s family will be there, my family, so let’s honor everyone and show off the youngest members of the family.

6. They do unpredictable, adorable things that make you smile.

7. Excellent dancers. All social events that I have been to that have music and children, the children really get out there and dance. Yes, their dance moves just might be twirling and running in a serpentine fashion, but they are out there at least. Many adults do not take a step near the dance floor. You gotta love kids for getting out there and busting some moves.

8. They will eat the cake. Kids will eat the cake. No regrets. No excuses. Many adults will say no to cake or complain if it is not perfect. Not a kid- they see cake, they eat it, and they move on with their day.

9. They are the closest kids to us. I don’t mean that in a literal geographic way, but in a family way – these three little tots are our only nieces and nephews.

10. Did I mention the cute-factor? I have a theory- children actually look far cuter in adult clothes, rather than adults. Seriously.


Getting married is exciting because not only do I gain a wonderful husband-love-of-my-life-man-partner…. and parents, sisters, a brother… but also I become an AUNT to these little mini-balls of fun. I am so exciting to be a REAL aunt. I am excited that they will have a little memory of when their Uncle in Michigan got married to their Aunt Lily and how there was cake, dancing, and feathers.

And I am excited for one day, having children so these kids will have some cousins to play with and see at holidays.



Winner of Pretty Gift Giveaway & Sunday News

Big news of the day:


I just signed up for the Bayshore Marathon, in an attempt to re-qualify for Boston. This means I will start training towards the end of January while simultaneously planning our wedding that will take place in March. (WHAT A PERFECT WAY TO STAY LEAN FOR THE BIG DAY 😮 !) This also means the honeymoon will involve a lot of running, since it is during crucial training time. This also means I will have to manage my time carefully because I am planning on coaching GOTR in the Spring. This also means I will be a wife. This also means my life will be completely different as it is now.

Basically, please pray for my sanity and legs. I  am a little tired just thinking about it but very excited.


Now for the giveaway winner….

I just love the tree in the background. And yes, I planned that.

I just love the tree in the background. And yes, I planned that.

SO MANY LOVELY COMMENTS ABOUT CHRISTMAS. Loved them all. I love how so many people enjoy the time together with family and friends, and giving gifts, and the wintery-weather. I used a random number generator and the winner is:

randomnumberforgiftandreaaDo you like that chick? I got super creative with Word. ANYWAYS — HUGE CONGRATS TO ANDREA! She lives in AZ where it is sunny and beautiful and I would like to be transported there immediately. Andrea- enjoy the treats and thanks for reading!

On a completely unrelated note, I started a bookclub with some girls and one of the girls found these cute Kate Spade book totes –



They are from The Strand (here) and completely affordable and adorable. This bag literally is the best Christmas gift to myself and makes me slightly more excited to read. I can’t wait for our first meeting January. I am hosting and am planning a menu of lots of wine, conversation, and hummus. SO PUMPED.

Need a gift for a book lover? Buy them a tote!




The Only Way to Make Cornbread

When I was in college and indulging in cafeteria food to sustain me throughout my academic career I made two grand discoveries.

One – that I loved humus and it could be pretty much added to anything and taste good.

Two – that cornbread with little bits of corn in it was HEAVEN SENT. I vowed never to eat plain cornbread again. Whenever cornbread was served, I acutally would sacrifice all other food and pile my plate high of the corny cornbread and just eat that for dinner. I am not sure if that is deemed disgusting but it was MY FAVORITE MEAL to eat there.

I am not sure if that is sad or admitting that my tastebuds are lame, but whatever. It seriously is the best.


I used a flat cake pan to bake it and it came out sad looking. So I spiced it up a little with a menu topper. And love.

Does anyone else make their cornbread this way? IT IS THE BEST. And so easy!

1. Grab your cornbread – whatever kind, or maybe you are super cook and make it from scratch:

This is like only 60 cents.

This is like only 60 cents.

2. Mix in corn (anywhere from 1/2 – 1 c. depending how much corn you like).



3. Pour it into the pan and bake! (Isn’t this spatula THE CUTEST THING ??)

Yum. I love it.

Yum. I love it.

By adding corn, it completely changes the texture and the dullness of just a block of bread. It adds a little burst of extra corn flavor, a nice surprise. It makes you feel like you are eating more veggies and a healthier bread, which is always a plus.

I would show you a picture of the finished product, but alas, Mr. Speedy has an undeniable love for cornbread and ate the entire loaf in one sitting. I had some too, but he has most of it.

We love corny things. (That was corny).



GIVEAWAY: Knitted Headband

This weekend I stopped by a chic boutique where my cousin works and bought this knitted headband:

Yo. I got no makeup but my head is happy.

Yo. I got no makeup but my head is happy.

I’ve got to admit something to yawlllll.

Here it goes-

I am SLIGHTLY self-conscious about my head because it is tiny. And usually, I have a hard time wearing headbands and things on my head because they kind of gulf my entire upper half and make me look like Lady Gaga:

Is her head small? Is the hat big? WHAT IS GOING ON.

Is her head small? Is the hat big? WHAT IS GOING ON.

But somehow this knitted headband was perfect for small-heads like me. The person that made this headband must have understood that some skulls are smaller, and for that, I am forever grateful.

It has a massive flower in one corner and a large wooden button in the back:

I love it because unlike a regular winter hat, this knitted headband does the following:

  • You do not get hat hair. I LOATHE HAT HAIR. Hat hair is the worst, especially when you are on a date and did your hair and trying to look oh-so-cute… but have to wear a hair-ruining hat OR freeze to death and die on the date. No girl should have to sacrifice their cute hair to stay warm. SERIOUSLY- We can send people to the moon, we should be able to maintain our perfectly manicured hairstyle while keeping our noggins warm.
  • You can wear the headband with your hair down (a hat can achieve this look too).
  • You can wear your hair in a high-ponytail (something a hat wishes it could do):
High ponytail! Perfecto.

High ponytail! Perfecto.

  • You can also wear it underneath all your hair, like a traditional wrap-around headband and it looks so dang cute:

I am so obsessed with this headband that I did not take it off when I got home, cooked dinner wearing it, and even ate at the table. Mr. Speedy indulged my obsession but finally mentioned that I might be over-heating my head….

Since I love it so much, I am giving away ONE (1) pretty knitted headband to one lucky reader.

Very simple – just comment on this post below, answering this question:

—–> What is your favorite thing to wear during the colder months?

Do you love to wear mittens or gloves? Love staying bundled up with a heavy scarf? Have a favorite jacket or fuzzy pair of socks? What  do you wear that keeps you warm and full of smiles ???

Mine USED to be my long fluffy jacket that goes down to my knees. It is super warm and keeps my butt and legs warm (I’ll never wear a short winter jacket again), but now I think it might be this headband.

Contest ends FRIDAY night at midnight (eastern time)…. WINNER WILL BE ANNOUNCED OVER THE WEEKEND. 

Good luck! It would make a great gift for anyone too! ♥



The First Photo in my Phone

You can tell a lot about a person and their phone.

Depending on the case (if there is one), you get a sense of their style.
Depending on the apps, you get a sense of their interests and hobbies.
Depending on their camera roll, you get a sense of who is important to them.

The very first picture on my camera roll is this one-




We had just bought my smartphone (well, he bought me one), a huge upgrade from my dinosaur flip-phone. And we were about to go running, hence the cut-off t shirt. We had only been dating for about 2-3 weeks and were still getting to know everything about each other. I still was completely unaware of his Cornhusker football and golden retriever dog obsession and he still did not know that I go to bed at 8pm every night and sleep in the starfish position, taking up the entire bed.

Such a precious period during our dating phase. Sigh.

The second photo on my camera roll is this one-

I'm healthy as a horse!

I’m healthy as a horse!

I believe this a side-affect of running – having a very low, strong heartbeat. Whoot! There was a machine that measured all of this at the grocery store and Mr. Speedy ALWAYS wants to check his vitals, so I decided to check mine. Apparently, I am normal.

The third picture on my phone is of this little tater tot-

Aunt Lillian & baby Lillyan

Aunt Lillian & baby Lillyan

Things you could probably gather from this picture:

  • Wow, that girl is as pale as a baby. She should probably tan.
  • Wow, that baby loves to eat crackers. I am hungry.
  • Wow, that girl’s head is the same size as the baby’s head. She has a small head.
  • That baby is the cutest. I don’t even notice the other human.

Anyways, this was the first time I ventured to Nebraska to meet Mr. Speedy’s family, including his nieces and nephew. Baby Lillyan is a bit over two years old now and I am still convinced our heads are the same size. Her older sister and younger brother, along with her, will all be part of the wedding as flower girls and ring bearer (Meg and Brittany, you get to meet them all!). It will be quite exciting. We might have to strategically place crackers down the aisle in a breadcrumb style to get her to walk, but that will only make it cuter, right?

But looking back at the first picture, and all other pictures on my phone, I love how it displays a timeline of events and memories. I love that first picture of Mr. Speedy, his smile a little uncomfortable, almost saying “Hey new girlfriend, what are you doing taking a picture of me while I’m half-laying down and not ready.” I love that he has a bit of a summer glow on his skin. I love his chest hairs popping out.

Speaking of chest hair, HOLY MACARONI. I love it on this man. I know that he probably will never embrace my hairy legs and say “Don’t ever shave again! Leg hair is sexy and I love feeling your furry toes!” (Yes, my toes have a few hairs). But I can honestly say to him, “Don’t ever get rid of that chest hair! It is downright manly, makes things steamy, and reminds me I’m dating a true stud.”

This picture is such a great shot of him, representing the beginning of everything and the end of searching.

This is how I always picture him and how I’ll always picture him.

What about you? What is your first picture on your camera roll? Does it involve chest hair or babies eating things?



Cupcake Monster, PB Monster, Lake Monster

Lillyan, also known as my mini-name twin, also known as Mr. Speedy’s niece, also known as my future baby niece, also known as the child of Mr. Speedy’s sister who styles hair, was at the wedding this weekend.

I feel like she is finally recognizing me:

"Hi... do you remember me? We have the same name."

“Hi… do you remember me? We have the same name.”

And by recognizing me I mean that she blankly stares at me, thinks baby thoughts, and contemplates about what is dangling from my earlobes and why I like to repetitively kiss her uncle and squeeze his butt.

Can you believe she has had THREE kids? I hope I look like that.

Can you believe she has had THREE kids? I hope I look like that.

Please disregard my ONE RED-EYE in the above photo. I am part vampire.

Anyways, during the reception, little Lillyan truly showed off her liking for fruit.
She loves grapes and watermelon.
She also love plastic water bottles, capping and uncapping them.
One thing that I did not know about her was that she loves, I mean LOVES, cupcakes.

Specifically, the icing on top-

"This icing. It is good."

“This icing. It is good.”

When we tried to ration her intake, she panicked and gave us this face:



When I told her to smile, she gave me smirk full of frosting (unfortunately, my camera phone ruined this a bit but it is still cute):

"Oh stop.... this is just too much!"

“Oh stop…. this is just too much!”

It was a hoot watching her eat this thing. Sometimes when you aren’t around little kids that much, you forget how carefree they are when they consume sugary treats… or anything for that matter. This reminded me of a long, long time ago when Louis was tiny and somehow managed to capture the PB jar, unscrew the cap, and stick his whole forearm in it while smearing the sweet goopey goodness all over his mouth, face, and head.

We found him like this:

"I am a human Winne the Pooh."

“I am a human Winne the Pooh.”

"You can't have any hehe. Its MINE."

“You can’t have any hehe. Its MINE.”

This was circa 1996. Quite some time ago.

What was I up to during this period?

Oh, I was doing this:



Yep, that is me in the awesome red sweat suit (I was extremely chic) and my sister is the foreground, obviously about to turn away, fearing for her life.

This was taken on a family boat trip. I won’t bore you with extreme details of our family trips- filled with safety vests and waves and getting soaked by hurricanes, but they were intense trips. Pirate always thought it was ‘free fun’ to send us off on the pier during huge white-cap conditions and get ‘splashed.’ Getting splashed by these waves is equivalent to having a power washer shot directly at you within 3 feet. Or walking through a high-speed car wash with no clothes on.

I believe here I was questioning how long I had left to live and how to dry my underwear and if I would ever kiss a boy or meet a Prince Charming and if I’d ever finish the rest of the Box Car children books and if getting smacked by a cold lake wave qualified as showering.

Luckily, I survived this trip.

And ended up kissing Prince Charming and learned how to shower without lake water:

This was at the wedding. Mr. Speedy's friends were extremely happy to be a part of our photo.

This was at the wedding. Mr. Speedy’s friends were extremely happy to be a part of our photo.

SO baby Lillyan, even though you consume cupcakes like a messy carnivore, you will eventually grow up and fall in love and be a lovely lady.

Same thing with Louis, except he will be a lovely man.

I am excited to watch her grow up and be a part of my family, along with the other kids.

I am excited to eat more cupcakes and teach her to avoid getting swept away by monstrous waves.

I will be such a good, strange Aunt.



Alternative Titles

Title: Captain Forearms
Alternative Titles: Beloved, Be Still my Heart, Hunky Runner, Sweet Sweat of my Life, Can I Kiss You, I-think-I-might-faint, Forever Mine, Perfect Arms, Turn-my-Legs-to-Mush Man

Title: Small Lillyan with Tiny Puppy
Pint-sized Peeps, Too Cute for Words, I-Think-I-Want-to-Reproduce, Tot with Toto, Baby and Baby Hair and Baby Puppy, Love Overload

Title: Pensive Lady
Alternative Titles: Weird One, Lady with Eyebrows, Woman Who Thinks A Lot, Feed Me, The Look of Love, Thinking is Difficult, Senior Photo Redo, I Wear Boat Shoes but On a Bed

Title: Snowy Runner
Alternative Titles: Freezing Franny, Snowflake Attack, My Love is Cold, My Love is Frozen, Heat Me Up, Runner Gone Wild, Scary and Sweaty, I Run in Anything, Extreme Jogger

Title: How to Hold a Newborn
Alternative Titles: Get Me Down Please, You Are Doing it Wrong, Babies Flee From Lady, Planning an Escape, Woman with No Womanly Abilities, Football or Baby, Babysitting at its Finest, I need to brush my hair, Moments Before the Spit-up, Back Burping

Enough of that.
Thanks for listening.