A little wedding sneak peak…

In two days, I am getting married.  (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

When we first started making wedding plans, it became very clear that I did NOT want a big ol’ wedding, at all. I didn’t want to plan it.  I didn’t want to spend a bagillion dollars feeding people chicken… I just wanted to be married.  I wanted it to be magical, beautiful, and memorable but I did NOT want the stress of planning.  As soon as I came across the idea of getting married elopement style in San Francisco it just felt right.  It felt just as right to Mr. A, so we ran with it.

Bonus, I think San Francisco city hall is insanely beautiful.

We’re still planning on having celebrations with ALL our friends and family, but we’ll wait until the summer and sunshine to get here.
Our families are super supportive and on board.  My Grams and I have spent every Monday night shopping for the wedding ensemble.  Here is the dress I’m wearing.  I love love love it.  (Mr. A has SEEN it, just not on.)  (And it looks super adorable with my burgeoning baby bump.)
My best friend and her husband are flying in to be our witnesses.  Erin and I are going to spend the morning getting beautiful, and they’re bringing their fancy camera so after the ceremony we can run around the city taking pictures.  Friday night the four of us will go to Spruce for dinner.  Spruce may be the fanciest restaurant I’ve ever been to, with their menu items sounding like something straight from a Top Chef episode.
I am excited to have Erin and her husband coming.  Erin is like my sister, we’ve been besties for 15 years.  The way I see it, the four of us are going to spend our entire lives being friends through everything.  I couldn’t pick better people to stand with us when Mr. A and I start our marriage.
Simple.  Full of love.  I get to marry Mr. A.  Perfect.
Cannot wait.

State of Life

Whew!  Things have been a little on the busy side the past couple of weeks and the longer I go without updating, the harder it is to get writing again.  So today’s post is brought to you by the bullet point.

  • Mr. A and I moved into our new place 2 weeks ago.  We had the best help ever from friends.  I was basically not allowed to lift anything heavier than a broom….  we already have things on the wall and it feels like home.  I still can’t get over how much SPACE we have.  I have been in such tiny little places the past few years; having two full bedrooms, a dining room, and a long hallway feels very luxurious.  It’s also AMAZING to have a baby’s room.  Where baby will go.  Cause we’re having a baby.
  • We spent the first week snuggled on the couch without internet or cable watching Gilmore Girls.  It was his first time watching it, and he is OBSESSED now.  We’re well into the 2nd season already.  Mr. A says he better understands my snarky banter after watching it.
This is a face of joy as I finally get to brulee with a TORCH.
  • Last weekend was my bridal shower.  It was amazing and beautiful. (We each got to brulée or own Creme Brulée!)  My bestie was in town and so were Mr. A’s parents.  I basically love his parents to death, I am definitely getting lucky on the in-law front.  Bonus: His parents got along swimmingly with my family.  This is going to make life way more enjoyable (not that I thought they wouldn’t get along).
  • We are getting married in NINE days.  Nine.  Nine days.  Single digit.  I have all the things I need, and I am so freaking excited to marry him.
  • Baby has a new due date!  11/11/11 which means I am currently 14w5d.  I also started taking Gummy Prenatal Vitamins instead of normal ones, and my life just got way more happy.

    Totes an adult guys.
  • I got an email this morning that it was time to check-in to my flight for Vegas.  I might be 100% regretting my decision to sit this one out.  I am totally going to BiSC next year, and I’ll bring baby too.

Ok, so I think I want to open the floor up for questions. What do you guys want to know about that I haven’t talked enough about? Suggested topics: Mr. A, pregnancy, wedding, my thoughts on The Voice, my opinion of the season finale of Vampire Diaries, my favorite color.

Make: A cake and a speech. #reverb10

December 6 – Make. What was the last thing you made? What materials did you use? Is there something you want to make, but you need to clear some time for it? (Author: Gretchen Rubin)


My best friend on the planet got married this past August. We’ve been best friends since the first day of 7th grade when we both showed up on the first day of school wearing equally heinous outfits– but thinking we looked fabulous.The two things I am the most proud of making this year were for her and her wedding. I made a cake and a speech.




The Cake
I am a baker. I love baking for people, so I knew as I was planning her bridal shower that I was going to make her cake. It took hours, and was worth every singe ounce of effort that went into it. It looked so much like the cake her mom had at her own wedding. It was perfect. The recipe was from Joy the Baker and can be found here.

The Speech
Such a big deal. I wrote it furiously one night while listening to a sermon. It flowed so quickly out of me, I knew they were the right words. This picture was taken right after I finished.





Hi everyone, my name is Brianna, and I am lucky enough to call Erin my BFFAE, or Best Friend Forever And Ever. We’ve been best friends since the first day of 7th grade and I, honestly, could never fully tell you all how much better my life is because of Erin, but, I suppose when your best friend get’s married people expect you to try. So, here it goes, please excuse any resulting tears.

It has been said that home is a place where we are fully known, fully loved, and fully accepted. We are born into a family, our first home, but then we spend the majority of our lives looking for and redefining Home. When we make friends and look for a partner, part of us is looking for a home. We are looking for that place where we are fully known, fully loved, and fully accepted.

My friendship with Erin has been my most constant home. Together we navigated through our awkward teens and our rebellions. We went off to college, we’ve fallen in love, we’ve had our hearts broken, and we’ve succeeded in ways we never even dreamed of– and through every success and failure we’ve returned home. I am the best version of myself because of my friendship with Erin. I am more confident, more bold, more secure because I have this constant friend who sees me; and fully loves and accepts me. I love that this wedding is here at this house. I was lucky enough to grow up here too. This is where I have had some of my happiest memories and it’s where I have run when everything else seemed to be crashing down.

As you can imagine, I am very protective of my best friend. I have always harbored some serious doubts that anyone she loves would ever be fully deserving of her; but then she met Chris.

I knew after less than 3 month that he was The One. When Erin and Chris started dating, Erin got super sick. She was in the hospital and because I couldn’t be there, Chris sent me daily updates on her status. Not just what the doctor said, but how Erin was dealing with everything. Early on two things became very apparent: 1. that Chris adored Erin. And 2, that Chris understood how important Erin is to me.

Now, let me tell you what the greatest thing in the world is. Watching your best friend be in love. Watching Erin change within her relationship with Chris has been awe inspiring. There is a quote about how real freedom comes from a committed and secure love. You have have the confidence to reach higher than you ever imagined, because you 100% trust that you have found your soul mate and he is waiting for you if you fall. My best friend, who has always been the best person I know, has become even better with Chris. She’s blossomed and grown into this amazingly confident, smart, and beautiful woman. What has become clear is that Erin has found her home in Chris. She is fully known, fully loved, and fully accepted. And I couldn’t be happier for her.

Ten years ago, when Erin and I were 14ish we really liked the Disney Channel. Specifically we really liked the show “Boy Meet’s World”. Anyways, the main character, Corey, finally marries his life-long love, Topanga. Corey’s best friend Shawn interrupts the reception to explain why he and Corey have been non-stop fighting about the wedding. Needless to say, Erin and I both cried the first time we saw it and vowed that whichever of us who got married first would get the “Boy Meet’s World Toast” at their wedding. We’ve had in transcribed for years. And because I keep my promises, even ones made in high school, here is the toast that touched Erin and I that fateful night over ten years ago (with the appropriate name changes):

Erin and I have been best friends all our lives. And, um, this wedding’s been kinda hard for me because I know, no matter how much we may avoid talking about it, Erin and I aren’t gonna be best friends forever. Things are changing between us. Things have always been changing. We’ve had to deal with life… and death. And Feeney. But no matter what we faced, we always faced it together. So then how can we possibly be upset with each other on her wedding day? Well, it’s because deep down, I think Erin and I both know that we’re not gonna be best friends anymore. (Long pause) And that’s the way it should be. So this is to Chris. Erin’s husband… and new best friend. Take care of her okay?







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I learned it from you.

When we were seventeen and your heart was broken for the first time, I took you to Los Angeles.  We drove up and when you would start to cry I would sing at the top of my lungs frantically until you laughed again.  I didn’t have the words to fix you.  I just knew that I needed your smile to not be broken.  We put on fancy dresses in a gas station bathroom.  Do you remember?  We had the most fun ever that night.  We were free and beautiful; better together.

When it came for my turn to have my heart broken.  You were the first person I called.  I was nineteen, and my grandpa had died that morning.  He called 5 hours later, and it was over.  You said “Where are you?  I’ll be right there.”  And I breathed again.  You were coming. 

That night last April I called you and you didn’t answer.  I called again; voice mail.  By the time I called your fiance’s phone and got to you, all I could do was sob.  I needed you and you hopped on the first train to get to me; without hesitation.  You came into the apartment the next morning like a hurricane.  You knew what had to be done.  You took a box and started to put him in it; the pictures, the sweatshirt he left on the chair.  You set to work with washing sheets; trying to rid our home of his scent.  You sat with me while I cried.  Your heart broke for mine, and I didn’t feel alone. You carried me through it.

You’re the reason that last week, when a friend called me sobbing.  The words “Where are you?  I’m coming” came as easy as breathing.  I thought of you as I swept through their home– trying to get rid of some of him.  Trying to make sure she knows she is not alone.  We’ll get through this together.  I promise.  We’ll make it better.  I’ll carry her if I have to.

Thank you for teaching me how to do this.

How to spend a morning.

I spent a recent morning looking thought this etsy site with my bestie.  It was hilarious.  THEN we realized there were descriptions, and shit got real.  And by “real” I mean I laughed so hard my sides still ache.  Here are some of my favorites.  I would like an entire wall dedicated to them.

You might not expect the world’s foremost authority on dungeon mastering to excel in the field of freak dancing, but this is not your ordinary badger.
After cataract surgery ten years ago, this cheetah realized that an eyepatch can be a real conversation starter with the ladies. His eye has long since healed but his social calendar remains quite full.
Sometimes you just find a look that works and you stick with it. It works for this guy anyway and it’s quite practical to boot. The turtleneck really helps prevent chafing during his hula-hoop routine.
After years of compliments on his luscious locks, this lion decided to open his own salon and hair care line called “The Mane Event”. If that name makes you groan, consider his first two ideas: “The Lion Snips Tonight” or “The Lion, The Hair, and The Wardrobe”.
This foxy fellow is a bit of an eccentric gardener. He whistles “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” to his carrots and tap-dances to entertain the corn. His neighbors know that if he is doing cartwheels in the pumpkin patch, it’s going to be a bumper crop year.
More than just an idle beachcomber, this seagull is an avid photographer of coastal scenery. He prefers using a medium format camera and black and white film. Critics have praised his surrealist vision of seascape photography.

I die.  What’s been making you laugh lately?

And then, my best friend got married.

Here’s the speech I gave.

Hi everyone, my name is Brianna, and I am lucky enough to call Erin my BFFAE, or Best Friend Forever And Ever.  We’ve been best friends since the first day of 7th grade and I, honestly, could never fully tell you all how much better my life is because of Erin, but, I suppose when your best friend get’s married people expect you to try.  So, here it goes, please excuse any resulting tears.

It has been said that home is a place where we are fully known, fully loved, and fully accepted.  We are born into a family, our first home, but then we spend the majority of our lives looking for and redefining Home.  When we make friends and look for a partner, part of us is looking for a home.  We are looking for that place where we are fully known, fully loved, and fully accepted.

My friendship with Erin has been my most constant home.   Together we navigated through our awkward teens and our rebellions.  We went off to college, we’ve fallen in love, we’ve had our hearts broken, and we’ve succeeded in ways we never even dreamed of– and through every success and failure we’ve returned home.  I am the best version of myself because of my friendship with Erin.  I am more confident, more bold, more secure because I have this constant friend who sees me; and fully loves and accepts me.  I love that this wedding is here at this house.  I was lucky enough to grow up here too.  This is where I have had some of my happiest memories and it’s where I have run when everything else seemed to be crashing down.

As you can imagine, I am very protective of my best friend.  I have always harbored some serious doubts that anyone she loves would ever be fully deserving of her; but then she met Chris.

I knew after less than 3 month that he was The One.  When Erin and Chris started dating, Erin got super sick.  She was in the hospital and because I couldn’t be there, Chris sent me daily updates on her status.  Not just what the doctor said, but how Erin was dealing with everything. Early on two things became very apparent:  1. that Chris adored Erin.  And 2, that Chris understood how important Erin is to me.

Now, let me tell you what the greatest thing in the world is.  Watching your best friend be in love.  Watching Erin change within her relationship with Chris has been awe inspiring.  There is a quote about how real freedom comes from a committed and secure love.  You have have the confidence to reach higher than you ever imagined, because you 100% trust that you have found your soul mate and he is waiting for you if you fall.  My best friend, who has always been the best person I know, has become even better with Chris.  She’s blossomed and grown into this amazingly confident, smart, and beautiful woman.  What has become clear is that Erin has found her home in Chris.  She is fully known, fully loved, and fully accepted.  And I couldn’t be happier for her.

Ten years ago, when Erin and I were 14ish we really liked the Disney Channel.  Specifically we really liked the show “Boy Meet’s World”.  Anyways, the main character, Corey,  finally marries his life-long love, Topanga.  Corey’s best friend Shawn interrupts the reception to explain why he and Corey have been non-stop fighting about the wedding.  Needless to say, Erin and I both cried the first time we saw it and vowed that whichever of us who got married first would get the “Boy Meet’s World Toast” at their wedding.  We’ve had in transcribed for years.  And because I keep my promises, even ones made in high school, here is the toast that touched Erin and I that fateful night over ten years ago (with the appropriate name changes):
   
 Erin and I have been best friends all our lives. And, um, this wedding’s been kinda hard for me because I know, no matter how much we may avoid talking about it, Erin and I aren’t gonna be best friends forever. Things are changing between us. Things have always been changing. We’ve had to deal with life… and death. And Feeney. But no matter what we faced, we always faced it together. So then how can we possibly be upset with each other on her wedding day? Well, it’s because deep down, I think Erin and I both know that we’re not gonna be best friends anymore. (Long pause) And that’s the way it should be. So this is to Chris.  Erin’s husband… and new best friend.  Take care of her okay?

I have a confession…

I am LOVING Vlogging more than I ever thought I would.  For reals yo.  The best part is the twitter explosions that happen in the evening.  So, sorry I have not posted anything substantial this week so far!  But here are some videos:
There’s a pretty fabulous community involved.
So, let’s talk Vegas.  It was insane.
Friday Night we went to a club called XS at Wynn.  The highlight was that, because we had bottle service, we also had a bouncer.  When boys would stop by the table– he would move them along.  It felt pretty Hollywood actually.  Speaking of Hollywood:  We met Paris Hilton.  There will be a picture soon– it was taken not with my camera so we’re waiting on it. 
Saturday we went to the Bare pool.  21 and over.  Tops optional.  There are obviously no pictures from said event.
Here are some of my favorite pictures from the weekend.  The best part was being able to celebrate with Erin.  Best Friends don’t get married every day. 
It was incredible.

Wedding Month!

My best friend.  You know, this one.  She’s getting, with this ring, two weeks from Saturday!

I am so excited.

It’s been an onslaught of shopping and prepping for this month, and I’m not even the one GETTING married (Note to Future Husband: We’re eloping.  Love you).

This coming weekend we’re going to Vegas and we’re doing it right.  There will be excess, indulgence, and egregious amounts of alcohol, good food, and high heels.  We are staying in a penthouse suite at the Mirage… that’s insane.

This past weekend, my Grams took me into the city to look for the one dress I don’t have yet: rehearsal dinner.  And, I am IN love with it.

Isn’t it amazing?!
I’ve also been coordinating with my lovely date for the wedding about all the fun things we’re going to be doing.  Internetz meet my date.  His name is Lane.  He’s basically amazing.
Not just because he comes with a large selection of suits and other fancy pants, but he is going to let me drag him around the whole of San Diego the day after the wedding– and he fully knows it’s going to be vlogged about. 
Speaking of vlogging, I am doing VEDA this month.  VEDA is “Vlogging Every Day in August”, and it’s been so much fun.  You can check everyday on my youtube page (it’s up there on the right) or you can wait for me to post the weeks previous Vlogs every week…  or you could just not watch them.. but I don’t really understand why you’d chose that.  Just saying.  Here are the first four days of VEDA.

A San Francisco type of weekend.

My bestie came to San Francisco for the weekend, and it was amazing.

This was the first time Erin has been up here since I moved here 8 months ago and I was really excited for her to meet my friends and to just be with her. Friday night, 10 of us went out in Palo Alto to a sushi place for sake bombs.

To do sake bombs here you stand on your chairs and they turn off all the lights turn on the disco balls and the fog machines. It’s quite the spectacle.

Saturday, Erin and I went to the city and did touristy things, including a quintessential San Francisco lunch consisting of clam chowder and crab. Then we rented bikes and bikes across the Golden Gate Bridge. Way fun.


By the time Erin left, her trip included airplanes, cars, trains, trolleys, bikes, and ferries. It was amazing.

Erin has been my best friend since middle school and I love when we get to get together. It’s a reminder that people grow up and change, but where you come from is unifying. It takes about two seconds for Erin and I to start talking in incomplete sentences, because we know what we’re going to say long before the sentence is complete. I am lucky to have her.

Best of 2009- Best Laugh

Oh boy. Biggest belly laugh? I laughed a lot this year. I was lucky enough to laugh a lot this year.

I laughed hysterically at Jimmie’s birthday party in Hollywood. I remember telling Anthony I couldn’t breath and he said “Bri, if you couldn’t breathe, you’d be dead”. Thanks Anthony. A lot.
I laughed in Sausalito during Olivia and my annual “Soul Weekend”.
But recently, I laughed when my best friend sent me the following to illustrate what she meant by having her bridesmaids in different styles of dress but the same color. Which one to chose now….
This year it has become ever more apparent that laughter is best shared with someone. Laughing alone… never becomes a belly laugh. You might chuckle. Feel amused, but not unless you’re with someone to share the laughter with does it ever elevate to a belly laugh.