Even though I am slowly inching my way toward 40 and should be all independent, I still need a mom. DANG IT!

So True!

A friend mentioned looking up her name on Urban Dictionary, so I did too.  Here is what it says about me. Not going to lie, but I tend to agree and it made me feel totally great.

The most amazing friend on the face of the planet. A Megan is there to laugh with you through the best times, and will even cry with you in the rain. She has her "blonde" moments... and can be quite clumsy... But once you get past her "Hi, my name is Megan." You'll find the most beautiful, amazing friend in the world. She works her hardest and isn't afraid to try new things. She will care for you when your at your worse. She is just simply amazingly beautiful. She loves to dance, laugh, and smile. She will do anything to help a friend. She is the most caring and loving person there is no matter how cruel the world can be. Megans are the best. <3>

A Megan is always awesome, period. If you haven't met three or more Megans by the time you're 15 you don't live in America. A Megan has a blonde streak, whether she wears it or not. She has a way of brightening your bad days. A Megan knows how to party like a rockstar. Megans hold pride in the fact that thier name is spelled correctly, without any "h"s, one "e", and one "a" in order. A Megan is always in the shadow of Megan Fox, so don't rub it in.

No one is complete without a Megan as a bff.

She is the sweetest person on earth, and is loved by everybody. She's very random, crazy at times and is the life of the party. She's the easiest person to talk to and she never judges anybody. She's intelligent, hilarious, loves to write and she is an amazing artist. She's incredibly beautiful inside and out, even though she doesn't know it. She's the most amazing friend I have ever met, and I'm so glad I met her. She's like a sister to me and I love her very much. Thank you for being my best friend. Stay strong   Look up your name and tell me what it says about you.  Is it true or not?

Hello Lover!!

Where have you been all my life?

Funny kids

My students make me laugh on pretty much a daily basis. Here is a conversation that happened last week.

Teacher: What is the opposite of rough?

 Student: Toothbrush?

yep, it sure is. I laughed so hard.

Teacher: What is the opposite of wet?

Student: Dog.

During a social skills group with a few of my students, this little bit happened.

Social worker: What do we need to do to listen?

Student: Breakfast

Uh, I guess that could help, right?! Seriously, where do kids come up with the things that they say? I love it!

Validation

Because sometimes we all need to feel validated. You never know how your kind words can change someone's day. What if we all treated each other with kindness? This video is super sweet. Enjoy!

Happy Halloween

Sometimes, I like to dress up like I am Katy Perry (I've been told I look like her. I don't see it, but I am not offended) and pretend that I have lots of money, sing super duper well, go on tour and be all sorts of oddball, divorce the adorable, yet odd, Russell Brand,and hang out with Rhianna. But, that's only sometimes. Sometimes, I like to pretend that I am friends with Lady Gaga, Pink, and Black Widow. Every popstar needs to be friends with an Avenger. It's like a rule or something.

Should be my gay boyfriends...

I recently discovered Anderson Cooper's Ridiculist (so, I am way behind the times, get over it) and I laughed so hard.  He is a silver fox and is ok at laughing at himself. I just think he would be a fun fella to hang out.  Check out some of his other Ridiculists on youtube. So funny.

At such a tender age I fell head over heels in love with cute little Doogie Howser MD.  And then he grows up to look like this and plays for the other team.  I call NOT FAIR!  My Doogie Howser dreams were crushed for a moment. But, I decided to forgive him because he is easy on the eyes, is a fab singer and super de duper hilarious. Check him out in "Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-long blog".  So, if Dr. Doogie ever wants a cute, Mormon gal to hang out with I just might be available. 

"Eye Of The Sparrow"

Everyone has probably seen this,but I about wet myself that I knew I had to share. enjoy.

If a Fireman comes to your door at 1:00 am to tell you that you need to evacuate your building, they should look like this.....

And not this....

It would make the experience a little bit more enjoyable. I'm just saying...

Feet don't fail me now...

In five short days (yikes bikes!)these lovely feet will be carrying me 26.2 miles. Here are a few goals that I have for this race: * Don't get runner's trot! (you can probably guess what that is) * To beat Katie Holmes's time (she ran the NY marathon in about 5:30) * To not get any blisters * To sing "Living On A Prayer" at mile 13 * To laugh a lot with Marie * To not whine (too much) * To have a really good race experience Good Luck to me, Marie and all other runners!

Here's an alliteration...

A beautiful bee was buzzing on a bum.

So, while at the Farmer's Market with Miss M, a bee flew by and landed on this lady's bum. It took a nice ride for several minutes. I laughed. Marie laughed. And,then we took a picture. Maybe, the nice thing to do would have been to tap her on the shoulder and tell her that a bee was on her bum. But, I am not always that nice. And, it did eventually fly away. And, she didn't get stung. So, I am totally justified in letting the bee rest for a bit. Right??

Random...

1. Miss Marie and I went to see "Rock Of Ages"  Loved it!  We were totally those annoying girls singing to every song. 

2. Tom Cruise should really live in a box and only come out when he is going to make movies.  He is a great actor, but kind of a weirdo human being.

3. I have not yet been to Farmer's Market.  Totally tragic.

4. A girl had her name read into my ward.  Her name?  Mary Lamb.  Seriously?  How many times do you think she has heard that song? 

5. Brown Toppers from Arctic Circle are my new love. 

6. The time has possibly come to cover the teal in my hair.  I am growin' up. Boo.

7. I don't like setting up my classroom, so I will blog instead.  Yea.

8. I still am holding out hope that my lil' sis will have a baby.  She would make adorable babies.  I just want one to cuddle and love on.  Come on Shanny!!

9. "I love my butt!"  "I love my butt!"  If I keep saying that, then maybe it will come true.

10. My cute hairstylist told me that my butt was one of my best features and that I should love it.

11.  I  have always hated my butt.  It has too much of a pop. 

12. I love that the Kardashians say "Bible" when they are telling the truth.  That is about the only thing I love that the Kardashians say.

13. I kindof want to live on a farm, but not so I can slop pig and shovel poo.  I want to wear cute gingham shirts, braids, cowboy boots, and drive a tractor.  It just sounds fun.

14. I should learn how to can.  I should learn how to play the piano.  I should learn how to crochet around burp clothes. 

15. Ok, scratch that last one.  I have never understood why something that a baby is going to puke on needs a doily on it.  I just don't get it. 

16. I love when songs make me think of people.  I was listening to Paul Simon's "Call Me Al."  It makes me think of my friend's mom and brother....Betty and Al.  They are cool people.

17.  Miss Betty, my friend's mom, wears red nail polish.  My mom would never let us wear red nail polish as kids.  Why?  Because ladies of the night wear red nail polish.  I think Miss Betty is super cool for wearing red nail polish....lady of the night or not.

I recommend....

Salmon Fishing in the Yemen + Ewan McGregor + Emily Blunt = One freaking fantastic movie. CHECK. IT. OUT

Reason #222 why I love being an Aunt!

My cute niece, Bug, emailed me a few weeks ago to run the North Ogden Cherry Days 5k with her.  I have done a few 5 ks with my nephew, Calvin, but none of my nieces, so I jumped at the chance.  I was excited to run with her and I would dare say, she was excited to run with me.  I spent the night at my brother's house, so I didn't have to get up at the butt crack of dawn to get to Ogden in time.  6:00am cam WAY too early, but I was ready to run.  The person yelled, "Ready, Set, Go!" and off we went.  I decided that I was going to run the entire 3.1 miles no matter what.  Afterall, I should be training for the St. George Marathon.  ugh..

The course was nice.  A few little hills and some down hills too.  I cheered Bug on and even sang a few songs.  I only did what a wonderful aunt would do...I tried to embarrass her :)  Ithink I succeeded.  We finished the race and survived!  It was a lot of fun and now I am anticipating another one with her. 

Thanks, Bug!  Love you much. 

Grey Gardens

I love those little gems that I happen to stumble upon and wonder to myself, "Why in the world have I not seen this before?!" Grey Gardens is that gem. It is so bizarre and yet, I loved it. (What does that say about me? oh well) Grey Gardens is the story of Big and Little Edie...mother/daughter team. They are relatives to Jackie O. These ladies were once members of high society and then became recluses. Grey Gardens becomes dilapitated and unlivable, but they continue to live in it. They start housing all kinds of animals...cats and racoons. It is such a great film. I watched the movie with Drew Barrymore and Jessica Lange. They do Big and Little Edie spot on. I just got the actual documentary and I can't wait to watch it. I only wish that my mom hadn't died at such a young age. I think we could have become a good Big/Little Edie team. She could wear big hats and sing all day. I would wear head scarves and practice tap dancing. We would feed all the stray cats and other wild animals. I could finally live my dream of being an eccentric old broad. Hmmm...maybe, my sister will join me instead.

Chalk Art Festival

A few weeks ago, I decided to meander down to the Gateway to check out the Chalk Art Festival. Seriously? These are AMAZING!! I am always in awe that people are so darn talented. Yep, all of these are done in chalk. It was fun to watch some of the artist in action. In my next life, I am coming back as an artist and Zac Efron's pants (ok, was that too much?) Anywho...check these out!

I'm turning Japanese...

Social Life = BOO.

Romantic Life = Double BOO.

That's it!  I am moving to Japan. 

Yesterday, I babysat Isaac and his siblings.  I was telling Ike's 5 year old brother to get his pajamas on when he turned to me and said," You are beautiful when you are angry!"  I didn't quite hear what he said, so I asked him to repeat it and he said "You are beautiful when you are angry!"  I just laughed.  Where do kids come up with this stuff?

YES, PLEASE!!

Go and watch "The Lucky One" and "New Year's Eve".  You will thank me for it.  Promise.

Pink Tutu Project

This man, Bob Carey, is crazy.  But, he also loves his wife who is in a serious battle against breast cancer. So what did Bob do?  Of course, he put on a pink tutu and took pictures of himself in various locations.  As a lover of pink tutus and a self appointed fighter against breast cancer, I think this is not only very daring, but seriously super duper sweet.  Bob's wife is one lucky lady.  Bob and his wife have used these photos to cheer up other ladies going through chemo and cancer treatments.  They are also hoping to raise lots of money to help women that have crappy or no insurance.  I think that is pretty darn cool. 

Sometimes I do really stupid stuff like putting blue eye shadow on my all white cat, cutting my own bangs in junior high or shaving my own legs.  Well, can you believe that I can top that?  I have and I did. 

Stupid thing #1 Putting in for the St. George Marathon

Stupid thing #2  Getting in. 

Oy vey......

let the training and craziness begin.  what was I thinking?

I once hated them, but now I like them. Go Figure!

Mama Kaye had a great desire to feed her children good, healthy foods.  Most of the things she fed her children, they ate up gladly.  They loved most fruits (yum!) and most veggies (yum yum!), but one thing that her children did not want to partake of was avocados.  They were green, mushy, and just downright nasty.  One day, Mama Kaye sliced these green monsters and put them on her children's plates.  She was delighted to feed the avocados to her beloved children because she herself was a fan.  She loved avocados and therefore, wanted her children to be, as well.  Well, they weren't.  On this day that she gave them avocados, she decided to run some errands.  Was this meant as a test?  Or was she really just silly?  Once these children heard the front door slam shut they made a pact with each other.  "If you don't ever tell we can throw the avocados over the fence and she will never know."  So they did.  And they were ever so pleased with themselves. And never told and never ate avocados.

Years have passed since that day and most likely these children have not ever eaten an avocado.  But, one of the children moved in with some roommates and they ate avocados all the time.  So, she decided that she would give them one more chance.  (this sounds a bit like green eggs and ham, but I did not eat them in a box or with a fox or with a mouse in a house....) She ate a bite with some vinegar and salt.  She let it settle on her tongue and you know what, she liked them!  And, since that day she has eaten them in a house and at school while feeling super cool. Ha!  So, the moral of the story is......avocados are yummy, but cottage cheese is still uber disgusting.  Amen.

Happy Birthday, Dwayne!

Happy Birthday to the guy that should be dating me! 

ps. you still can 

 

 

Angel is a Centerfold.....

I am not that kind of a Centerfold, but I am a centerfold for the Race for the Cure brochure.
Pretty darn cool, eh? It totally pays to be a little on the wacky side....

A Lesson Learned...hopefully

A few weeks ago, one of my staff was mopey and acting all silent/pouty teenagerish. She had applied to grad school and had received a few rejection letters. It was certainly affecting her mood at work, her interactions with the kids and staff. I was bugged by it, but in the same sense I could totally understand.

Well, this past week she got an acceptance letter into the U. She was beyond excited.
My initial reaction to this exciting news was to shake her and yell, "All you had to do was wait and things worked out!" "There was no need to mope about."

Then it hit me...this doesn't just apply to her, but to me, as well. I get so impatient with life. I want certain things to happen when I want them to happen, and when they don't, I get pretty ticked off at life. The lesson that I learned through this little experience is quite simple: I am not in charge. And, I need to be patient because things do work out. Now, I am not saying that things work out like I want them to if I just wait it out. If that were the case, I would be a stay at home mom with 4 kids and a gorgeous husband. That is not what I have, yet. But, I have received lots of things that I didn't necessarily want, but needed to make me a better person. And, I am grateful for those things. I just need to remember that I will get what I need when it's the right time. Clear as mud? I hope so.

Check out Elder Holland's talk from this most recent General Conference. He says what I am attempting to write much more eloquently. It is really a beautiful talk. www.lds.org

Does it mean that I am super cool if I am wearing the same shoes as one of my students?

I think so!

Flo the Progressive girl

Setting: School gym

Players involved: Myself and another teacher (we will call her Mac)

Mac: I hope you find this as a compliment because it is.

Me: Ok....

Mac: So, I'm at home, watching TV and Flo that Progressive girl comes on. I say to Bob (Mac's baby daddy), "She totally reminds me of someone and I can't think of who it is." Then Bob says, "She reminds me of one of those totally cool and funny Mormon girls that Mormon guys don't realize how cool and funny she really is."

Mac: Then it hit me..... She reminds me of you, Megan!

I will TOTALLY take that as a compliment. And, it made my day. It doesn't take much.




p.s if you are dying to know, my birthday was spectacular! Hopefully, I will post some pics soon.

Ideas.....

With my birthday just around the corner, I thought I would give my wonderful readers (the four that read my blog) some gift ideas.

1. Black, red or white low top Chucks. I wear a 9

2. A massage from Zen...a tab bit pricey, but so worth it.

3. Skillets, so I can bring home the bacon AND fry it up in a pan. Hardy har har!

4. New running shoes or a gift card to buy new running shoes. Someday, I may actually want to start running and I would need the shoes to do so.

5. Anything on my Amazon.com wish list.

6. A makeout session with either Zac Efron or The Rock.

7. No thoughts about weight, money, the lack of money, finding a part time job, boys, cleaning, working out etc.

8. Laughter...the kind where I need to bring a change of pants

9. Forgiveness by Greg Olsen or some other kind of religious picture to hang in my dining area

10. To be happy, loved, and surrounded by people I love and care about. (So, that crazy lady that hit me a few years back, she is totally not invited to my birthday!)

You know its been a crazy day when you tell a student, as she is heading off to use the bathroom:

"When you are done going to the bathroom, make sure to wash your hair!"

Yep, it was that kind of day!

Never leave home without your.....

TRUMPET??

I guess you never know when the occasion might call for a little trumpet solo.

I want a do over!

I was pretty darn excited for 2012...out with the old and in with the new. Well, I think I want 2013. This year has not started off like I was hoping. So, I am going to be negative for a moment and just vent. Because I need to get it out and sometimes putting it down helps.

Why 2012 has sucked, thus far....

1. My car got hit. Granted, the driver was wonderful and stopped, but I still had to shell out $200 for insurance. Money that I didn't have.

2. My tutoring gig with the 20 year old kid with Autism is over. I found out yesterday and cried. It had its hard moments, but I love that kid. And, I really needed the money.

3. Two weeks ago, my eye started getting all red, so I went to the instacare to get it looked at. The doc said it was conjuctivitis (whatever) or the dreaded pink eye. She gave me some ointment to put in my eye and it didn't go away.

4. My eye is still red, but now puffy and teary. I went to an eye doctor and he examined it. $120 later, I have some weird thing where the iris is stuck to the pupil and I have red cells or something floating around in my eye. I get to put steroids in my eye and dialate it nightly. Oh joy.

5. The guy that I have gone out with a few times, and am interested in, found out about my parents and the cardboard cutout I have a Zac Efron. That may have scared him off.

6. I had a chat with my supervisor and she told me that a parent, of a child in my class, was unhappy with what I have been doing. She wanted to take him out of my class. That's a blow to the self-esteem.

7. The copy of ER season 2, that I got from the library, was all scratchy. I am sure that I missed some really important stuff.

8. I am broker ( that may not actually be in the correct form, but I don't care) than dirt.

9. I just can't seem to get ahead,and I am tired.

BUT, I did get bangs and I look pretty great in them. And, I do have a job that I love. And, I do have people that love me.

Sorry, this was not my usual kindof blog post I just had to vent. Thanks for reading. The next one will be much better...promise.

Setting: Outside the men's bathroom at the Century 16 in Fort Union.

Peeps involved: Me, The 20 year old with Autism that I work with, and an old man.

Before the movie ends K tell s me that he needs to use the bathroom. I ask him if he can wait until it's over. He can. He is pretty high functioning that using the bathroom is really no problemo. The problem, however, is he may end up singing loudly, making odd noises, and standing in one spot for a while. I am standing outside the bathroom waiting for him to finish. I occasionally call out his name and tell him to hurry. I then hear an man saying, "Are you ok in there?" I know that he is talking to K. I feel somewhat helpless. The old man comes out of the bathroom.


Man: He sure is making a lot of noise in there.

Me: That is who I am waiting for.

Man: What is wrong with him?

Me: He has Autism. (Maybe I shouldn't have shared that, but I sometimes feel like it helps)

Man: (this is the best part of the conversation) Here try some of these, they are the best you will ever taste. (He has just pulled a ziploc baggie out of his pocket.) Take a handful.

Me: What are these?

Man: Chocolate covered almonds.

Me: They are really good.

This cute old man waits around with me, goes back into the bathroom to check on K, comes back out and says, "He is just drying his hands."

K finally comes out and we leave. I thank this cute old man profusely for helping me out.

I am so glad that there are really nice people in the world, who are helpful, non-judgemental to things that they aren't used to, and have snacks to share. Plus, it doesn't hurt that is man was probably 80 and seriously charm bracelet worthy.

Why driving and the snow do not mix.....

BOO.

Best ever....

I am not ashamed to admit that I watch "The Bachelor." Yep, it is totally silly and pretty mindless, but sometimes mindless tv is good. Right?

I heard the best quote the other night:

"On a scale from one to ten, I feel like I am going to barf!"
(one of the ladies trying to win Ben's heart)

Ah, what the??

12 years

12 years ago, my mom passed away. I miss her.

So, I thought that I would share a funny story about her. (please forgive the swears...it totally adds to the story)

In my house, growing up, we had a rule: If you see a cat barf, you are the one to clean it up.
Well, I did and then I didn't. My step-dad had this old Siamese cat. She was mean and really only liked my mom. On Christmas Eve many many years ago, I saw this particular cat barf all over the basement floor. I am not going to lie, cleaning that stuff up is Nasty, so I wanted no part of it. I climbed the stairs to our kitchen, shut the door, and proceeded to forget about it. My siblings and I were frosting sugar cookies. My mom had a mason jar that she decided to put down in our fruit room. She heads down the stairs and a few moments later we hear, "Son of a Bitch I am sliding in shit!" Giggles were suppressed as we heard this sweet cry for help. We just continued on with the frosting. To this day, this story is a family favorite for a few reasons. A. it's funny when your mom yells out swear words. B. She wasn't sliding in poo, but barf....not sure which is worse. C. None of us did anything to help (as I recall). Hey, sugar cookies needed to be frosted! D. I don't think I have ever fessed up to her that I did see the barf culprit and walked on as if I hadn't. Poor Kaye, pretty sure when we all get to the other side she is going to be a tad bit upset for retelling this funny stories about her. But then, isn't that what kids are supposed to do? Parents embarrass their kids and when the parents get older, the kids return the favor by retelling funny stories. It all seems fair to me.

I LOVE YOU, MOM!! xoxoxo

Goals for 2012

I work with this 20 year old kid that has Autism. I adore him. On Tuesday, I had him write down some of his goals for 2012. I wish mine were this easy. I would probably have them accomplished by now.

* Go to the D.I

*Only use nice words

*Not hit people on the head with movies

*Not rip other's shirts.

(the last two are directed at me..he will not hit me and not rip my shirt, which he has done.)

Done and Done!