"You can't take a picture of this. It's already gone."

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Starting more Posts

Hi, my name is: Megan

Never in my life have I been: out of the country, to a club, able to take a road trip, seen blue water, able to enjoy cold weather.

The one person/people who can drive me nuts is/are: my brother. I love him to DEATH but we are a true sibling pair....and we are both attention whores at times, which does not help at all.

High school: interesting. Painful in lots of ways. Very informative, but not in a learning way.

When I’m nervous: my face turns bright bright red. According to someone, my hair does too.

The last song I listened to was: Somewhere with You by Kenny Chesney.

If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor: Probably Gwen or Hinna.

My hair is: wavy, brown and mid-back length with red and gold natural highlights.

When I was 5: I had a weiner dog named alex.

Last Christmas: My first with the twins. It was fun and hard and somewhat disconcertingly different.

I should be..: Not doing this.

When I look down I see: hands that are beautiful, breasts that are much larger and look alien on my body, a larger tummy from having twins and lots of stretch marks. This is the first time in my life I've looked at my body and not seen beautiful.

The happiest recent event was: toss up between my boys smiles these days and Katie's LBT party. I love how free I felt there. Heheheh

If I were a character on ‘Friends’ I’d be: I don't know. I've honestly never seen it.

By this time next year: Nursing school, ojala.

My current gripe is: I'm always tired and I can't find my effing pills.

I have a hard time understanding: people who like chicken more than beef, the appeal of hipster men, the appeal of shows like the O.C and most reality TV, why I can't stop watching the bachelor.

There’s this girl I know that: is an extremely insecure person currently.

I like it when you: call me for lunch or when you get out of work. Even when I can't talk, it means you are thinking about me. And that's pretty awesome.

If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: My mom and Michael.

The thing I want to buy: season 2 of Canivale, more charmed, buffy books and lots of hot cheetoes!

If you visited the place I was born: you’d be at the right hospital. In the perfect medical center to be sick.

If you spent the night at my house: You’d probably not get a lot of sleep and be horrified by the mess of my room, but we’d spend all night talking. We’d exchange books, and watch Grey’s Anatomy or Buffy.

I’d stop my wedding if: I found out he’d cheated. Or alternately, if someone came out with a gun. Then I’d whip out my gun that I fully plan on hiding in my skirt and shoot the shit out of them.

The world could do without: mudwhompers. Jersey shore. A LOT of anime. Britney Spears. Orange nail polish.

I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: holy fucking shit that sounds horrific.

Most recent thing I’ve bought myself: Sexy black FM (extra points if you know what that means ) S&M Lady Gaga leather pumps. Big hoop earrings. The Repo Man soundtrack.

Most recent thing someone else bought me: Cokes and some awesome gum.

My middle name is: Tired.

In the morning I: am trying to feed children quickly and going back to sleep for an hour or two.

The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are: whales, except I fucking hate whales. So dolphins.

Once, at a bar: technically and under in a court of law, I’d swear I’ve never been to a bar. And I haven’t, I’ve only ever been to restaurants with bars in them.

Last night I was: trying to sleep, eating, and watching OZ, my new show. Its dark and twisty, I love it.

There’s this guy I know who: el tiene mi Corazon por todo tiempo.

If I was an animal I’d be: some kind of cat. I’m a hunter at heart. Lots of affection but lots of capacity for cruelty as well.

A better name for me would be: I’d love to be Angel.

Tomorrow I am: all my tomorrows this week, I’m relaxing. And then after that comes planning for school, jobs and wedding. 

Tonight I am: ;) but really, I’m going to sleep

My birthday is: in May. :-)

Tuesday, February 8, 2011


The last art class I took was in 5th grade. That means that it has been over 7 years (oh God, why is counting so hard, I bet it's closer to 9) that I've taken an art class.

I love to write and I love music. Those are generally my preferred art forms. Putting colors on paper gives me extreme anxiety. I don't like sharing what I do, writing or drawing. I can sing in front of a thousand plus people but I do NOT like sharing what I do. Why I write a blog, God only knows.

Anyway, today I did a mandala. According to Wikipedia, this means "In various spiritual traditions, mandalas may be employed for focusing attention of aspirants and adepts, as a spiritual teaching tool, for establishing a sacred space, and as an aid to meditation and trance induction." Jung saw the mandala as "a representation of the unconscious self."

Mine had a giant black and purple flower, a picture of bride, a madonna and child, a girl taking off her mask, a girl blowing on a wishing flower and a happy baby picture of me. All the colors I painted in between were really dissonant and didn't fit together the way I wanted them too, however the general consensus was that I have all these aspects of myself and individually they do well, but they aren't meshing as well as I want them too. In talking to my mom, she encouraged me that it was totally normal, and that it takes many years to get it down. And even in the long years ahead, there's no guarantee that you get it down perfect. I find that hopeful.

In other news,

Sweet Jesus, Zac Efron was in Firefly! I think my head just exploded. It just became socially acceptable to say that I like you. Well, I liked you in Firefly. And 17 Again. Yea.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011



I'm a three month kinda girl. Not something I am proud of. But that's the way it's been. You know the seven year itch? I'm the three month itch. I don't have tolerance for long relationships, simply because I don't have tolerance for bullshit. People tend to get comfortable around three months and start to show their true colors. I am not afraid to say no to that. I want the real man, I want the truth of a man and if you haven't been real since around the first week, you aren't the one for me.

Random note # 1- I just saw a squishable Cthulu on effing facebook. Must have! Will go with my stuffed evil undead mini warlock and my blanket of my evil undead warlock. OH MY GOD I MUST CHECK LOOKING FOR GROUP.

Back to the main thought here, I've been in this relationship for a year and a half. Not too long says you? VERY VERY long says I. And that's not really the point. The point is, I've always wanted my life to move slowly and steadily toward any series of goals. And now I just feel like I want to head at a dead run towards marriage, something I never thought I'd feel anything close to.

You see, there's this guy. I am laughing at this word 'guy', because if you went solely by his facial hair, he would be a lumberjack. Seriously. The facial hair is really REALLY manly and now that I'm thinking about it, introducing you to him via facial hair isn't the most realistic viewpoint.

He is kind and sweet and actually has an opinion. Honestly, this is embarrassing, but I don't DO guys with opinions! And if they do, I don't notice it that well. And now I have to. Which is cool and all, but took a WHOLE HELL of a lot of getting used to.

My man is fucking McDreamy. By which to say, he and his girlfriend in high school were the power couple. Like, Addison and Derek. Disturbingly perfect and whatnot. She was even a redhead :). Minus the whole cheating deal....huh. But like McDreamy, mine is kind and friendly and he even has perfect hair, bwahaha. And he has the posse of girls that like him.

Fortunately, I appear to be the Meredith Grey of this equation. I was never part of a power couple. I was pretty enough that the hot guys of my school looked at me but the guys I dated were unconventional and not cool and everyone knew it. I was angry and my skirts weren't pressed neatly and I cried messily and angrily in public places. After a bad breakup, I skipped school for 2 days. My eyeliner was always on in a no makeup school and my hair was too damn long and I hung out with a strange combination of basketball players and unconventional asians. When I was angry, I yelled. I threw a desk at a guy and got away with it. I broke a nice guys heart. Several, actually, but the niceness of my various boyfriends is always up for debate. NOT. COOL. But fun.

And now I'm engaged to a McDreamy and it's a little weird. Now, this is not to say he's perfect. He is neat to my messy and he can be a jackass, like any guy. He loooves his PS3 (to my XBox. He once saw my friend push me while we were skating and I fell and broke my wrist. He has seen me sob for two days straight.

My therapist says I was being anti-establishment with the way I was in high school. So now I'm anti-anti establishment.

On to the next post, because I'm having a hard time reconnecting with what I was talking about in the first place....girl

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Books Y'all Should Read

A book that I wish more people would read.

Dark Tower. I know, repetitive as hell but whatever. I have a very one track mind obsession with that book. Anita Blake, because she's what a real badass acts like. And it's smut after book 8, if you like that kind of thing.

I wish more people read graphic novels so it wasn't such a stereotype that nerds read comics. There is some serious ART there, people.

Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers because thats the real love. Loving beyond hardships, mistakes, and betrayal. Love beyond the capabilities that you think we have.

It by Stephen King. So many people think its just about that stupid spider and the fucking clown. It's SUCH an epic...it's not just a clown book, it's a magnum opus, like Dark Tower.

Little Women and the sequels, because they make you laugh, while you expect a somewhat stodgy book . It's funny and delicious.

Fight Club---------Tyler Durden in the book is awesome. For reals. It is just like the movie, they did a great adaptation,but don't miss it.