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.

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,

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,

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,

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 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 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. 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 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 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 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,