The Craziness That is Me...Megan

Frequently moving perfectionist often driven to Crazyville by moving, motherhood, and...myself. Lover of music, homemade things, and Oklahoma.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas...From Our Home to Yours!

So it was, that while they were there, the days were completed for her to be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

Now there were in the same country shepherds living out in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night.

And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid.

Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.  And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.”

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying:

“ Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”

Luke 2:6-14


"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time."
— Laura Ingalls Wilder

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Must Have Baby Stuff - The Secrets of the Baby Whisperer

It seems like every other week another friend of ours has found out they are pregnant, getting ready to or have just had a baby, or celebrating their baby's first birthday. 

I am humiliated to say that I am just now getting around to making a gift for one friend that had their baby back in the summer...ridiculous I know.  It's the thought that counts though right?  RIGHT!

Anywho...with all these babies everywhere I thought I would tell y'all about a book...or books rather...that I found out about through a friend.  This book...or books...saved Farm Boy and I from an extended stay in Crazyville.  More than once!  Matter of fact I still fall back on these books.  They are really priceless.

First of all I must say that Farm Boy and I are planners.  We are book readers.  We are the type that needs to have things in order and if they aren't then we're going to figure out how to get them in order.  We aren't necessarily "fly by the seat of our pants type people".  And although there is absolutely nothing wrong with that...we just don't work that way.  We need a schedule.  We need to know how to plan our day.  It's just how we roll.

Now...if you are that type or not this book can be extremely helpful.  If you do nothing but learn the type of temperament your baby has from reading this book, thus learning much more quickly how to respond to him/her, how to head off problems, etc...it will change your life.  This may cause you to feel the need to send me copious amounts of cash along with touching notes of thanks...this really isn't necessary...just knowing that it has been helpful is payment enough for me! 

And here are the books...

Secrets of the Baby Whisperer by Tracy Hogg


And The Baby Whisperer Solves all Your Problems
by Tracy Hogg


In theory her methods are quite simple which is good for any parent of a newborn.  But the fact that she goes into depth and explains things and really spells things out is the part that really helped us.  The basic daily routine that she recommends will change your life. 

We learned how to teach Q-Tip to sleep through the night fairly early.  We learned how to soothe her quickly and how to avoid starting bad habits.  When it was time for Q-Tip to move on from her bottle it was like any other day in the neighborhood around here because I had learned from the beginning to not feed her before she went to sleep.  I learned the importance of sleep as well as the importance of teaching a baby how to sleep on their own.  I could go on and on about how much they helped us and how much we learned from them.

The "solves all your problems" book is really great when it comes to fixing things such as baby having their days and nights mixed up, any feeding problems that can sometimes arise, and toilet training issues.  It is definitely a must have! 

These books are simply a wealth of information and they are the first thing I recommend to parents of newborns.   

Ahhhh Motherhood,
Megan

Monday, December 6, 2010

Craft Projects, House Cleaning, Toddler Raising...OH MY!

There is simply no way possible that it has been 2 weeks since I posted! 

No way...can't be. 

Okay...so now that we've established that I'll tell you what's been going on 'round these parts. 

1. Q-Tip has decided that she no longer needs an afternoon nap.  I have no idea what brought this on but it sort of takes me back to when she decided she no longer liked carrots...or peas, or green beans, or sweet potatoes, or basically any foods that are good for her.  It's been lovely...really lovely.  Today especially!  The hour long battle of the wills was my favorite part!  I guess it's a good thing I started early.

2.  It seems like 25 babies have been born or had their birthday in the past couple of weeks.  I've got several projects that I need to finish or start and it seems like every one of them has required going to multiple stores on multiple occasions to get everything I need.  You would think I would either learn to make a list or plan better and go everywhere in one day.  Or perhaps get over my phobia of shopping online.  But apparently my brain is in some sort of fog and I'm having a hard time staying focused on what I need to do for the next hour.  My brain does work efficiently though when it comes to reminding me of all the things I need to get done in the next week.  Child rearing, Christmas cards, house cleaning, craft projects...not to mention anything that I would LIKE to do.  Like maybe some blog reading/writing, scrapbooking, movie watching...ya know...fun stuff.  Maybe I will sometime after January.

3. Never, never, never have I wanted a cleaning lady more than I do now.  It's a never ending battle that drives me up the wall.  I like a clean house people...I admit that sometimes my clean house OCDness is a bit over the top and causes me grief...SOMETIMES.  But is it a crime to love being in a clean house?  I think not.  Is it a crime to want it clean 98% of the time?  I think not.  It is unachievable and ridiculous to think it's possible?  I think so!  It doesn't stop me however from wanting it to be so.  And yes...Q-Tip is finally getting to the age where it is easier for me to clean house with her in the house and awake.  However it does take me longer to get done and then...enter, Mom Guilt.  I feel bad because I've been cleaning all day and I haven't played with her.  Ahhhh motherhood...such a joy!

4. Due to the craft projects, house cleaning, and toddler raising my computer time has been next to nothing lately.  This makes it rather difficult to blog, or read blogs, or have any kind of fun. 

I did however make a stunning discovery last Friday that I am hoping will aid this situation.  Let me start from the beginning....

Apparently my phone needed an update that didn't take place on its own.  I finally called the service desk because I was having one problem after another.  Twitter was freezing up my phone constantly, my email notifications weren't coming, my camera wasn't working correctly, etc, etc, etc.  SO...I've done this here update and my phone is like a new phone!  Thank you Lord!  I took advantage of the new Google Reader app so hopefully I can sneak in a little blog reading here and there...ya know...as I'm chasing my child and all. 

Anywho...there's lots of things happening here and there and my poor little mind is a little bit on overload and my little bloggy poo has suffered.  Hopefully this will only be a temporary situation though!

Overworked and Underpaid,
Megan

P.S.  I'm just kidding about the overworked and underpaid part...but not really.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving week to you all! 

I'm going to be doing some moving around and organizing this week as well as getting ready for Thanksgiving...not to mention spending time with my family so...there may not be much blogging done.

That is unless something incredible happens that I absolutely have to share right away. 

You never know I guess. 

Anywho...I pray that everyone has a blessed Thanksgiving and safe travels to and fro!

Blessings to you,
Megan

Friday, November 19, 2010

Friday Night in the Big Town

Oh how our lives have changed......

This thought struck me today...very much out of the blue. 

It's Friday and it seems like not so very long ago the anticipation of seeing my boyfriend and going out with our friends was so overwhelming I felt I was going to burst! 

We would meet up with them at our bar where our favorite music was playing, chat about our week, tell the same funny stories over and over again...and drink beer.  Lots of beer. 

It. Was. Great.

Those were some of the best days of our lives. 

Farm Boy and I have always known that we have some of the best friends imaginable and that we have something with them that not many people have.  There are so many stories and experiences that would make your hair stand on end or quite simply have you falling on the floor crying with laughter...and we love that we were a part of those stories.

But...times have changed.

We are no longer 22 and we are now parents.

Our Friday night will now consist of Farm Boy coming home from work tired and probably needing a little nap.  A discussion about how nothing sounds good for supper.  Finally deciding on something that we both are settling for because we can't think of...or don't want to bother with...something better.  Eating supper.  Me doing the dishes.  Farm Boy heading into the living room to witness Q-Tip running around unfolding and pulling out every lap blanket in the living room, dumping every Little People toy out of the container, spreading every piece of her Mr. Potato Head set all over the living room...and most generally having a wonderful time.  7:30 arrives and it's off to bath and bed time for Q-Tip.  Finally Farm Boy and I settle in to watch our DVR'ed shows from the past week or possibly a movie...IF Farm Boy has had a nap.  Otherwise...I'll be watching my DVR'ed shows...AKA Oprah...while he snores on the couch beside me.  Then it's off to bed around 11 or 12. 

Does that not sound like the MOST exciting Friday night EVER?! 

..........

..........

I'm waiting for the OH YES MEGAN, YES!!

..........

..........

Not coming I guess.

To tell you the honest truth...I'm sure you could never have guessed...sometimes I want to go back to those days of overwhelmingly fun Friday nights with friends!

But...when the thought of "oh how our lives have changed" hit me today and I had the flood of all of these thoughts immediately following, they vanished just about as quickly as they came this time as they have hung around a bit longer in the past.  I think because the recollection of this morning’s events came to mind in the midst of it all. 

I went in to Q-Tip's room to wake her up and she was as happy as a lark.  I picked her up and hugged her then carried her to the changing table where she immediately started babbling about this and that.  After I had changed her, put her clothes on for the day and put a pony tail in her hair she said...Give mama hugs.  Then she wrapped her little arms around my neck and held on while she sang the good morning song that I usually sing to her...

Good morning to you,
Good morning to you,
Mommy loves you so much,
Mommy loves you so much!

She sang it at least 10 times.  Squeezing my neck harder with every minute...swaying back and forth.

It was one of those sweet moments that can give a mother another 6 months of trudging forward, making hard decisions, doing the right thing for our child no matter what the cost to us.  AND...above all...reminding me to be present.  Here, today, and in the future as well as reminding me to be thankful for this stage of life that I am in. 

I'm 25 + almost 6.  I have 1 child...she just turned 2.  Yes I am...Lord help me...older than I once was and life is chaotic sometimes.  My 1 child is teething and wants her way...but she is little and sweet and she loves her mommy no matter how old young I am or what my imperfections are.  And someday there may be 2 children in this house and my time with just her will be more limited. 

So for today when I'm thinking about a Friday night out and about in the big town it's easy to replace that thought with a Friday night at home...with my Farmer Boy and my baby girl.

Feeling blessed and content,
Megan

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Fly Over States

As many of you know I love music.  It is one of my favorite things.  I love talking about it, writing about it, and of course...listening to it. 

Well...I've heard a new song that I am now in love with.  It's a Jason Aldean song called Fly Over States.  I don't know who wrote it but I do know that whoever it is...gets it. 

I'm sure you're wondering what I mean by "gets it".  I will try and explain...

Simply put...there are some really awesome places in between the East and West Coast y'all! 

I don't mean to say that they are better...but they are interesting, beautiful, full of culture, and just as amazing.

Sure you can say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  So I guess that not everyone would think that a field full of waving golden wheat is beautiful...but to some people it is.  And I'm sure that not everyone would miss seeing the sunrise or sunset on the horizon everyday...but some do. 

Some people feel happy in those fly over states.  They feel grounded and secure and at home there. 

Fly Over States

A couple guys in first class on a flight
From New York to Los Angeles
Kinda making small talk killin’ time
Flirting with the flight attendants
Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma

Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms
Man, it all looks the same
Miles and miles of back roads and highways
Connecting little towns with funny names
Who’d want to live down there, in the middle of nowhere

They’ve never drove through Indiana
Met the man who plowed that earth
Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me
Or caught a harvest moon in Kansas
They’d understand why God made
Those fly over states

I bet that mile long Santa Fe
Freight train engineer’s seen it all
Just like that flatbed cowboy
Stacking US Steel on a three day haul
Roads and rails under their feet
Yeah, that sounds like a first class seat

On the plains of Oklahoma
With a windshield sunset in your eyes
Like a watercolored painted sky
You’ll think heavens doors have opened
You’ll understand why God made
Those fly over states

Take a ride across the badlands
Feel that freedom on your face
Breathe in all that open space
Meet a girl from Amarillo
You’ll understand why God made
You might even wanna plant your stakes
In those fly over states

Have you ever been through Indiana
On the plains of Oklahoma
Take a ride

Feelin kinda homesick,
Megan

Monday, November 15, 2010

How It Came to Be...My Farmer Boy and Me - Part 5

Continued from here (part 1)...and here (part 2)...and here (part 3)...and here (part 4)...

We were hardly engaged a day when the little wheels in my mind were just about to spin off their hinges. 

Who, what, when, and where needed to be decided.  But first we had to get through the week. 

Farm Boy's brother was getting married the Friday after Thanksgiving and there was a lot to be done that week. 

We were all busy with planning and errand running, cooking and decorating.  It was a fun but tiring week.  It ended wonderfully...their wedding and reception went through without a single problem and everyone was happy.

After that was all said and done we started thinking about what we wanted to do. 

We picked a day...June 25...and decided that it would be at his church in his home town.  We had 7 months.

Before we knew it the weekend was over and he was heading back to Raleigh.  This goodbye was like none before.  We had a light at the end of the tunnel now and it made it so much easier.

I would be busy making wedding plans and he would be busy finding us a home in North Carolina for the next few months.

I was nervous about leaving everyone I had ever known but the good far outweighed the bad and I couldn't wait to be with him.

The months passed quickly and in May...one month before the wedding...without me having seen it in person...Farm Boy bought our first home.


We were both ecstatic!

He knew me, he knew what I liked, he took lots of pictures and I loved it!  It was a great house and it was perfect for us.

The next month flew by like a whirlwind and pretty soon our wedding week was upon us and Farm Boy was headed back to Oklahoma...this time driving so he could move me back with him.

We attempted to be as cost effective as possible and I think we did pretty good.  However...without the help of Farm Boy's miracle working sister I'm not sure what we would have done.

She made the cakes, the flowers,
did a lot of decorating, and helped to coordinate things here and there.  She is an asset now I tell you...an asset! 

Speaking of cakes...

This was it! 

I found a little wooden church at Hobby Lobby (my favorite craft store) and painted it to match my colors and it sat on the tallest cake.
  

I found a topper online like this one that someone had painted but they wanted a fortune for it.  So I searched and searched until I found (at Michael's) the figurine they used.  It was like $19.99 I think.  Anywho...my mom and I painted a work coat, John Deere t-shirt, and jeans over the tuxedo that the groom was wearing.  We also did a little dry brushing to make it look like the farmer is sitting in the dirt. And then I added some flowers onto the wedding dress to make it match mine.  It was perfect and it sat on the middle layer of cake.



For the bottom layer we used a John Deere tractor.  It looked like the bride was dragging the farmer out of the field and to the church.  We loved it.  I also loved my cake stands.  Farm Boy made them and painted them in the shop at the farm.  They worked perfectly...as you can see.

It looked great...if I do say so myself...and I do!

The wedding went beautifully and we were able to involve some of our family.

Farm Boy's uncle is a priest and he married us.  My brother read a verse as well as Farm Boy's sister.  Farm Boy's nephew was a server as well as his sister-in-law's son.  One of my bridesmaid's was one of my closest cousins and Farm Boy's brother was one of his groomsmen.  It was quite the family affair and we were glad. 

Everything went wonderfully.  The ceremony was great, the food at the reception was delicious, and everyone laughed at the slideshow we had made. 

It was a beautiful day! 

After the wedding Farm Boy and I went to our hotel in downtown Oklahoma City and rested for awhile.  And then we went to our other reception.  We decided that we wanted two...one at the church and one that was better suited to be a little rowdy. 

The first one was the official after wedding reception...dinner, cake, visiting.  The second was the official party wedding reception.  We stocked the VIP room at our favorite Oklahoma City bar...The Wormy Dog Saloon and had one heck of a party.  It was great! 

The one thing that Farm Boy and I loved the most about that reception was almost every single one of our friends at the time was there.  It is one of our most favorite memories.

At the end of that party though the goodbye's had to be said and they were tough.  Farm Boy had already had his going away party when he moved but I guess really our party wedding reception was mine.  Thankfully we all had a good time so I guess maybe that saved us from the ugly cry.  Oh we all cried when we said goodbye but we didn't ugly cry so I guess that is good.  The great thing about it though is that we said goodbye to seeing each other regularly but we didn't say goodbye forever.  I still have those wonderful friends and for that I am truly grateful.  If it hadn't been for them after Farm Boy left I'm not sure what I would have done. 

Farm Boy and I went back to our hotel that night and crashed.  It had been a wonderful day that we have never forgotten.

The next day we drove out to Farm Boy's sister's house to open our gifts.  It was a lot of fun opening them over brunch with his family.  After that we drove over to my parents house to pack my stuff.  It didn't take long.  We loaded it into the back of the trailer and stayed there for the night. 

And then the next day...our second day of marriage mind you...we drove back out to Farm Boy's family farm and loaded my Ford Escape into the back of the trailer.  My Escape with all of our presents in it.  Into the trailer that had all my stuff in it.  It was a more formal version of the Beverly Hillbillies I would say...considering it was all in an enclosed trailer.

After we loaded everything that needed to be loaded it was time to strike out on our honeymoon that wasn't...and oh how it wasn't...

To Be Continued...


Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Monday, November 8, 2010

Significantly Significant Events - Part 3 of 3 - Q-Tip's Birthday Party & Visiting Grandparents

Hello all!  Did you miss me? 

Now that it is officially November I think the past couple months of busy-ness is over. 

Although honestly...I don't look for things to really slow down until after January...BUT...I'm choosing to say that things are slowing down now. 

Denial helps my sanity stay intact.

After my little trip to the Ozarks with my friends and Farm Boy and I's vacation to Hawaii there was no time to rest for the weary.  We had one more big thing to get through.  I am telling you about it after the fact because I thought you might enjoy a few pictures to go along with the telling. 

And the big event was...Q-Tip's second birthday party.  As well as her first experience trick-or-treating AND a visit from her mema and pa-pa.  Big stuff people...big stuff!

It was sort of an all in one thing.  Mema and pa-pa flew in on Saturday after her actual birthday on Friday so we decided to have her party on Sunday.  Which was Halloween.  Which worked out quite nicely. 

Q-Tip was a Zebra for Halloween this year.  She had a zebra print tu-tu...compliments of my very dear friend Pam from My Pamtastic Life...that I wanted to use.  So I threw some white leggings on her and made her a t-shirt and some hair bows to match.  She looked QUITE adorable if I do say so myself...and I do.



I decided to stick with the Zebra theme and do a zebra cookie cake.  It tasted wonderful.  I'll do another post on how I did this later. 


I thought a cookie cake might be a little easier for a toddler to eat and it was. We cut it into bite size pieces and it was great! There weren't a million little crumbs everywhere. However there were some remnants of black icing around some little mouths.  But they didn't care and it all washed off easily.  I would highly suggest a cookie cake for any toddler's birthday.


And then came the trick-or-treating. 


Do you remember when I told you about how Q-Tip loves to gather up things and put them in some sort of container...and about how she was an egg hunting extraordinaire at Easter...well all that being said again...the child is a trick-or-treating prodigy.  She's got the trick-or-treat; thank you and bye bye down perfectly.  And the gathering of the candy and putting it in the basket...in the bag!  Matter of fact...I think it ranks right up there with Easter egg hunting on her list of favorite things to do. 

Next year she will be giving the big kids some stiff competition!!

Watch out big kids...Q-Tip's comin at ya,
Megan

Friday, October 29, 2010

Two Years Ago Today

Two years ago last night I was as big as a house and Farm Boy and I didn't sleep a wink.

Mainly due to the fact that bright and early the next morning we were headed to the hospital and by the end of the day the two of us...would become three of us.

And two years ago today that is what happened. 


The past 730 days has been a whirlwind of a rollercoaster.  From baby laughs to dirty diapers, a good sleeper to reflux, pretty smiles to milk and soy protein intolerance, singing happy songs to a temper tantrum here and there...through it all we wouldn't change a thing.

Well...except maybe the reflux...and the milk and soy protein intolerance...and the temper tantrums...but even still...she is ours and we love her.


Happy Birthday to our little Q-Tip...you are our world!


Oh yes and happy birthday to Farm Boy and Pa-Pa J too! 


Thursday, October 28, 2010

The Day That I Was Dolly...as in Parton

Me and Dolly are kindred spirits I think.  So much so that I even named my dog Dolly.

The big hair...the sparkly clothes...the girliness even in the country.  Not to mention the love of music. 

Yup...me and Dolly are like peas and carrots.  Hot glue and rhinestones.  Big hair and aqua net.  You get the picture. 

So a few years ago when I was thinking and stewing and thinking trying to come up with an awesome Halloween costume...becoming Dolly seemed like the perfect thing! 

And it was.  At least I think it was and that's what matters on this here blog o' mine.

I got my hair about as big as I could get it that night without the help of a friend to tease the back. 

I broke out the rhinestones and glue and made myself a shirt...bearing my character name.  I whipped out my pink boots...perfect for an occasion such as this.  And then I got me some balloons so that I could enhance my anatomy a little...or maybe a lot.   Then I got myself the largest container I could find at the Wal-Marts for said balloons as well as some Lee Press-on nails...naturally the longest ones I could find.  It was quite perfect if I do say so myself...and I do.

And then I went to town...or rather a Halloween party. 

My costume was quite a hit at the party and for some reason people just couldn't keep their hands off my balloons!  I felt violated!! 

Well, not really...but maybe a little.


Happy Halloween everyone!!

I still have the shirt,
Megan
AKA: Dolly
Mama's Losin' It




Wednesday, October 27, 2010

All the Pretty Flowers - Almost Wordless Wednesday

 H is for Hawaii!
 
  

 




 


    
This one was my favorite. 
It is Plumeria and it smells divine!
It was said to be "the scent of Hawaii".



Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Stalking Tropical Creatures - Gertrude the Gecko

This post is hereby dedicated to:

Megan
from

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While away on our vacation to the
Big Island of Hawaii we met Gertrude.

Gertrude the Gecko.


She was hanging out on the wall outside of our condo.

I thought she was pretty so I started taking pictures.

Low and behold...girlfriend started working the lens!!


As you can see in exhibits A and B.

I worked my photography magic while she
modeled her loveliness for quite some time.

And then we parted ways never to meet again.

The End.

Aloha,
Megan

P.S.  If you look closely you will see that Gertrude's
tail is two different colors with a distinct line where
the colors meet.  I would venture to say that it fell off at
some point for one reason or another and then grew back. 
Who can really say.

But I think...there's a story...
(Name that movie)

P.P.S Megan, I love your stories of stalking woodland creatures
and I thought of you while Gertrude and I were hanging out! 



Monday, October 25, 2010

Back to Our Regularly Scheduled Programming...Oh and Aloha!!

I love starting fresh on a Monday. 

It is so much better than starting fresh on a Tuesday, Wednesday or any other day of the week for some reason.

Maybe it's my OCD.

Maybe it's a nasty case of procrastination.

I don't know.  But what I do know is this...I don't give a dang. 

And the reason I don't give a dang is that me and my Farm Boy are less than two weeks out of a trip to Hawaii my friends and I am convinced that the motto for that great state is...

I Don't Give a Dang...ALOHA! 

Said with a great big smile of course and in the context of...

Oh...I'm having a bad hair day...oh well, I don't give a dang...Aloha!

Or...we are getting close to nap time and I have another errand to run...oh well, I don't give a dang...Aloha!

Or...I didn't go work out today...I don't give a dang...Aloha!!

You see what I mean, right?  RIGHT!

We had a WONDERFUL time y'all!  Wonderful, relaxing, gorgeous, blessed time.  The people were so relaxed and happy and everyone was smiling!  It was amazing.  You absolutely can not help but be relaxed, happy, and smiling when you are surrounded by such beautiful sunshine and scenery.  It is hard for me to think about vacationing anywhere else as long as I live. 

Honestly...I want to move there...but shhh...don't tell Farm Boy.  I've got to break this news in nice and slow.

I loved everything about the Island.  I loved hearing the language and learning about the culture.  I of course loved the scenery.  I loved seeing all the ocean life in their natural habitat.  I loved the music and I loved saying Aloha to everyone I saw.  But I would have to say one of my favorite things was wearing flowers in my hair...real or fake...I loved it. 

And seriously...one of my other favorite things about this trip is that I have come home and I almost feel like a different person.  There could be many reasons behind it but I'm going to go with...Hawaii!  The beauty, the relaxation, the Aloha...all of it!  It's got to be Hawaii! 

I have felt so much more relaxed since I've been home.  More relaxed than I have felt in probably two or three years. 

That sounds terrible doesn't it...but honestly it's the truth.  Motherhood gave me a nasty case of the anxiety and I'm almost nervous to say it but I think it may be starting to ease up a bit and I am Oh So thankful!

Aloha,
Megan

P.S. Here's a sneak peak at some of our pictures...enjoy!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A Girl and Her Jessie Doll

Mi-Mi (my mom) bought Q-Tip a Jessie doll awhile back.

And this is where she's has been ever since.
Swinging around in the air dancing and singing.

Held tightly in Q-Tip's little hand.
 Kept every so gently in the crook of her arm.
 
And when I look at these very scenes
in pictures or around the house...

I can't help but wonder if Jessie is over the little girl that
left her under the bed and happy to be
tucked under the arm of Q-Tip.

I can't help myself.

Jessie comes to life...I just know it,
Megan



Friday, October 8, 2010

Significantly Significant Events - Part 2 of 3 - Hawaii

If you would like to read Part 1 click here please.

Tomorrow morning in the 9 o'clock hour...Farm Boy and I are leaving on a jet plane headed for Hawaii people!!!

Well...we have a layover here and there but you know what I mean.

We've never been.  We are totally excited.  We are going childless. 

*insert excited yee-haw here*

My parents are here tending to our beloved little Q-Tip while we go off and have the honeymoon we never had. 

That's right...it's been 5.5 years and we still haven't had one but it's all about to change y'all!

We're gonna get leighed...we're gonna drink fruity drinks...we're gonna shop and parasail, and maybe swim with dolpins (that is Q-Tip for dolphins)...I can hardly stand the anticipation.

We need this so bad and thank you Matt and your lovely bride to be for giving it to us!!

So there you have it...the second significantly significant event going on in our lives.  Have a wonderful weekend and I will think of all of you while I sip a fruity cocktail on the beach somewhere! 

I'm gonna take hula lessons,
Megan

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

How It Came to Be...My Farmer Boy and Me - Part 4

Continued from here (part 1)...and here (part 2)...and here (part 3)...

He had come home for homecoming at Oklahoma State University. We had a wonderful weekend spending time together and with all of our friends. But when it came time to say goodbye...I couldn't do it. I lost complete control of myself.

It was Sunday night. I was leaving him at his parent's house and going home so that I could go to work in the morning. His parents were supposed to take him to the airport the next day. We stood in the driveway and a river of tears started flowing that I could not contain. His mom came outside and I couldn't even stop them to save myself the embarrassment of crying over his leaving in front of her. There was nothing he could say or do that made them stop. I simply could not tell him goodbye again.

I called my boss and told her I would be late to work the next day. I was staying with him...on the couch...at his parent's house. I would have slept on the floor to have a little more time.

The next morning came and I took him to the airport. It was hard but I was able to control myself a little better.

We said our goodbyes and he flew back to North Carolina. But something changed during that flight home. He was thinking about something. Something he hadn't felt ready for before now. But he had to make sure.

He called his best friend, Matt. Matt and Farm Boy understand each other just about as well as anyone on earth and when they have a huge life changing decision to make they have always asked each other for help making it.

It was after he talked with Matt that he made his decision...the decision that would change both our lives forever.

He was going to propose on his next trip home in November.

He went to his little apartment in Raleigh and went to work researching diamonds and learning all about the four C's...cut, carat, clarity, color.  He wanted to know a little something before he went to make his big purchase.

Of course I had no idea that he was planning this and for the next month when the subject of marriage or my birthday present came up he never even gave a hint to his plans.

The day of his arrival finally came and the Sunday before Thanksgiving was going to be the day.  We went to church with his family and then everyone went to his sister's house for lunch.  Except for the two of us.  He told me he wanted to stop by the family farm and look at his brother's new tractor and see how his alfalfa was doing.  Nothing out of the ordinary.

We walked to the barn and he looked at the tractor...for about 30 seconds...which I did find a little strange but after all it was cold, rainy and a little muddy so whatever.  Then we walked out to the alfalfa field...

(This exact one I might add)

 and he looked around for about 10 seconds.  Again...a little strange but I was cold...I suspected nothing.  And then he just stood there and looked at me.

I began to wonder what in the world...and then he said...So...I need to ask you something. 

I said...okaaay.

He grinned and kind of shifted his feet.

My heart was starting to beat a little harder and a little faster.

And then the moment I had been waiting for...he said...Well um...will you marry me?

That little phrase...will you marry me...must have been some cue to my tear ducts that I didn't know about because ohhh did they ever start flowing.

I said YES about 26 times and then he handed me a little gold ring.

(Yup...that would be the one)

Pay attention this is where it gets interesting...

I don't wear gold y'all.  I haven't worn gold in quite some time.  I'm more of a sterling silver, white gold, platinum kinda girl.  But guess what...that ring could have been out of a Cracker Jack box for all I cared...my Farmer Boy was proposing and I was accepting!

And then he said...Do you like it, do you really like it?  And looking back I can see that mischievous grin on his face but I was in a vulnerable place y'all.  I missed him and I loved him and seriously...I could have cared less if it was a freakin Spiderman Band-aid.  So I said yes about 14 times.  And then he grinned even bigger and said...are you sure?  And I said YES...I'm sure! 

And then he said...Good...so I can take this one back then.


And I said...hell no you can not!!

And then I called him a name or two...loving names of course.  Or not. 

And then we kissed and hugged in the rain.  And mud.  And cold.  In the alfalfa field at this family farm.

In that exact spot.  The one with the pump jack and tanks.  They weren't there at the time.  We must be a good luck charm. 

Then we walked back to the truck and went to tell the family even though they already knew what was happening.  Well all except for my mom because Farm Boy was afraid she might act a little too excited and I would catch on. 

And then the wheels started turning.  A date needs to be set...plans need to be made...

To Be Continued...

Monday, October 4, 2010

Back in the Saddle Again

Today is the first day that I have turned on the computer since I got home from my beloved vacation with my beloved friends.  It was beloved y'all! 

Yes Oasis in the Ozarks 2010 was a hit! 

We slept in, we shopped, we made up new words, we drank adult beverages...it was a large weekend.

And so in honor of the fine weekend that it was I have prepared a list of highlights and a few pictures.

1. FYI...my dear friend Anna does not give blow outs...sitting down or standing up. 

Oh yes...a blow out is a blow dry...as in hair.  For heavens sake what else would it be?

2. The game Would You Rather... is much more fun to play without the board that comes with it and while your drinking an adult beverage. 

I hope your taking notes my friends.

3. We didn't see a single show while we were in Branson and I am perfectly okay with that.

4.  Branson Missouri is a significantly significant place to shop.  It. Was. Heaven.

5. If you have not been on a 4 days girls trip with your friends in the past 2 years...go...right now and plan one.  If nothing else your husband and children will be reminded of what an asset you are.  Cause you are ya know...an asset now dammit dang it...an asset!!

6. When you get home your child/children will probably put you through 9 kinds of hell like mine did.  Sleep issues and a nasty case of seperation anxiety have just about done me in.  But I can say that we are on day 7 of my return and things are getting better. 

And no matter how difficult the past few days have been...it was worth it!!

7. For two of our three night stay in Branson my dear friend Pam serenaded me with her guitar while I took a bath.  Really she serenaded all of us but I'm choosing to believe it was just for me.  I am currenlty looking at applications for someone to do that here in Maryland.  It was quite relaxing and I feel that I need this in my life on a more permanent basis.


8. We ate wonderful food while we were there.  So wonderful in fact that we decided to eat in all three nights!  It was great and it was probably the only time you'll hear ME saying that I don't want to eat out! 

9. Time away with my good friends is a significantly significant asset to my mental health.


10. And a follow-up to number 9...I have the greatest friends that anyone could ever ask for!


I love y'all!

Meg

P.S. We stayed at a condo in Branson that my sister-in-law and her husband own.  It was SO NICE!!  It's beautifully decorated and has everything you need to feel at home...except for your not at home...which is the point right?  Right!  Anywho...it is super nice and if you would like to stay there click HERE to see the website.  Their condo is in building 32 unit 4.  Each one is independently owned so I have no idea what the others look like...be sure and ask for their condo specifically. 

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