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, 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
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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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