Just another manic.......

Last week turned out to be a pretty exciting week for me. I not only had mounds of homework...that I still have and am trying to wrap up real quick like to finish this week from hell. But Some really cool things happened. Lets start with this:

I took a modern dance class this past semester. Why? you ask.....Why? Well I being the moron that I am thought Oh! I can totally do this...I mean I haven't had any professional dance training since the age of 6 but I like to move it move it! Horrible Idea....never have i been so uncomfortable in my entire life. Every. Single. Class. Seriously...for those of you have have known me a while...you know that Gracefulness and I have been long time enemies. Especially in those should be happy moments in life...when she rears her ugly head and I am once again humbled to a crumpled mess on the floor. Thanks mom for passing that one down....seriously you skipped giving me nice ankles and were generous in the Klutz department...AWESOME. So I tak this class because one of my best friends is the teacher, what a doll by the way, and time after time I look like a fool and have no idea what I am doing. Ha ha its actually pretty funny when I think about how bad I was... I mean really the mirror thing on the walls....was not to my advantage. Final assignment in this class rolls around and what is it you ask? Oh...choreograph your own dance to perform for the ENTIRE class solo. Solo....as in alone? As in me vs. the class of dancers with teeny bodies and judgmental glares?!?
needless to say, I about had a panic attack. I begged my friend/teach if I could just perform it for her outside of class....denied! Her compromise was to have a partner. So who do I pick? Oh the smallest cutest girl slash best ID buddy, Manda. Did I mention mand is Gymnasty? As in been in Gymnastics her whole life and taken dance classes. Great idea right? Well I copped out and made my sister make up a dance for me...she rocks by the way...GO MOLLY! And We practiced and practiced and practiced. Well last Thursday we performed. I have never had so much anxiety about a minute and a half of my life....in my life. My palms were sweaty like when you have to link arms with those boys at EFY and they are sweaty and cold because they are so nervous even though...its a million degrees outside....SWEET! We did it though...we performed to an AFI song. Ha ha it was one of the weirdest things I have ever done.....and will never do again! My biggest excitement.....its over! I survived! I DANCED in front of people.....no DANCERS....and I did not fall...or mess up. I may have even looked somewhat put together. I hate when people say that being out of your comfort zone is a good thing. No that is a total lie. Its horrible...but i must say the view from the other side is pretty sweet! And I am NEVER doing that again!

Other big news...I was elected President Elect for ASID. Which is the American Society of Interior Designers. We have a chapter here at USU and I ran and am now president Elect. Which means that next year I am vice president, and the year after I will be the President! Its a two year obligation and I am really excited about it! It will be a great opportunity for networking, as well as look great on a resume. It will definitely be a lot of work, but I know it will be worth it.

I also met with my counselors last week and am right on track for graduation...with 2 degrees! Thats right I said it....2! Lots of people go to school for 7 years....they are not called doctors...they are called me! Yes I know I could have had a doctorate by now...but hey I will settle for two bachelors instead. Its not so bad. Interior Design and Art History....my two loves outside of husband and shoes. Done and Done.

Last but not least...I was sitting in my professional seminar class and guess who got a scholarship!?! Oh well if you guessed me..You would be right! I applied and was awarded one...in front of my entire major...which was a little frightening to say the least. They applauded all us winners...it was like winning an Oscar I am sure of it.

In actuality all of this happened on Wednesday. Except the dance this was on Thursday. So a 24 hour period. Probably one of the best wed/Thursdays of my life....except when I got married...that was a Thursday too.

So when life sucks a lot...like this week from hell....I can recall the bliss of last week, and next week will be even better....because next week I get to eat carbs again and eat them southern style!

Happiness from me to you!

ugh

lots of things have happened. I have no energy to write about anything. I feel as if I should blog...but i do not. Ty had a birthday and it was good just so you know. we both are dieing for the semester to be over. we are hitting it up New Orleans style with our bestest friends for about two weeks. excited. that's all. also I am dieting because if i don't I have to swim with crocodiles and I am scared of them. So i really miss bread and chocolate. Oh and also cereal. over and out.

Weekend!

So the past few weeks have been a blur. Review came screaming up faster than I was hoping. I was nervous and so stressed. In 8 days I had a total of 27 hours sleep. I was so exhausted and nervous. There were a total of 40 ish people applying for studio. There are two options in the interior design program. Studio, and sales and marketing. Studio is the typically more desired tract. Studio is more Interior Design where as Sales and Marketing is the running and ins and outs of running an Interior Design Business. Because of budget cuts they said they would be cutting back this year, and accepting less all together. I was nervous to day the least. Well we turned in all of our work on Monday morning, and then the week of waiting began. All week we had classes with each other everyone hoping and awkwardly reassuring each other. Friday was the day we were to find out. Friday evening...longest. week. ever. Ty and I decided to go snowboarding on Fri for my birthday. We headed down with everything needed for a rockin day of snow play. We get to Brighton and guess what?

Power is out...in the whole canyon. Eff. So we opted for In and Out and an afternoon spent with our favorite little boy. Lucas Daley. Seriously there could not be a cuter boy out there. We just adore that little guy.




We went to my parents house and I knew it was time to check my email....it took forever to load. But when it did, the letter was there. Sitting, waiting to be opened. I sort of just stared at it for a while...then finally I opened it. the results brought tears to my eyes. I immediately started screaming...and crying....and grinning from ear to ear. I got in! I was accepted into Studio! I was so excited, and still am to tell you the truth!



Not only did I get in but my two best buds got in too! The three amigos remain! I am so so so happy about it! They accpeted 19 overall into Studio and 13 into Sales and Marketing. They cut 9 people out altogether. It was a little tense in class this week to say the least. Hopefully it won't be weird for long.
My birthday was the next day Saturday. I got to spend all day with my best friend. She flew in all the way from LA. to be with me, even though it was only a day. It was fabulous! We went to breakfast, shopped til we dropped, spent some time with my family, and ate lunch at my favorite little bakery shop. Soo good!



The best part of the evening was dinner with all my best friends. I don't think we have all been together like that for three years. probably. We ate at Cheesecake...a place with loads of memories for us. We laughed, were way too loud, took obnoxious pictures, and talked and talked and talked. We also may have ate our weight in food. taking home 9 freaking doggie bags from the restaurant. We capped off the evening by playing games and much more laughing! It was the best birthday ever. I loved it. It was so so great to be with all my best friends at the same time. We don't get to see each other often enough.

Sunday I watched conference with my fam and had my mothers delicious Cinnamon Rolls. Right before I left at about 4 we had Birthday cake. My mom made me a really good homemade strawberry and orange cake with creme fraiche and fresh strawberries on top! I loved it! It was the bomb! I drove home and Kylee, Ty and I had Easter Dinner together. We made Roasted Red pepper, grilled pineapple, steak, rosemary potatoes, bread and salad. It was delicious. Then we watched the Burbs...a freaking awesome movie and went to bed.
I had a fabulous weekend and even though Ty wasn't able to be there for a lot of it, because he had to work up here in logan, it was still great!
I hope you all had a great Easter/conference. I definitely Did!
P.S. I only had a few of the photos. Nic took the most of them. So refer to Facebook for most of the goods!

From St. George to saintly hood.

For spring break we went to Vegas and St George. Oh my gosh we had so much fun! I got sunburned and my armpits itch, because I decided that while I was laying out I would layout with my arms open while floating in the pool. Well water reflects bright sun, and I never thought you needed to put sunscreen in your armpits. HOLY CRAP people!!! Put sunscreen in your armpits!!!! Its so itchy and annoying. Not to mention a great excuse not to wear a bra...which is cute if you have little boobs. But in my case, Big Boobs Magee as my friends lovely husband refers to me as, I gave myself and an old man walking next to me a black eye. NEVER doubt the power of the over the shoulder boulder holder! Praise the under wire...you never know how wonderful it is till its MIA. OK so I really didn't give anyone a black eye....yet! We did though ahve a great time and I even got to shop! I bought so many new things and husband didn't care. What a gem! He loves me....I sort of thought he did before, but now I really know he does because he let me spend oh so much money and I didn't have to show him my boobs to persuade him once! Who knew?

I ate back all the weight I lost. In one week. I was happy while doing it...now I am sad and fat and reminiscing. Boo. 3 months of hard work and rabbit food, down the drain in one week of spring break carb fest! eff.

We took no photos. Other people there did. of themselves. we didn't. sorry

I am preparing for the week of hell forthcoming. 2 years of school, 2 years of preparation, one husband battered and bruised from calming the crazy inside of me, a move across state, giving up a great job, giving up Ty's great job, and leaving family and friends behind has all boiled down to this week and the review at the end of it. My life, I have wagered my life on this. Everything I hold dear I have sacrificed for this moment and as it vastly approaches...I might be a little quivery. I am scared and this time I can't just say my prayers on top of the bed to avoid the Alligators underneath. This time its me and the beast. Mano y mano. All my strength I have mustered and I will now proceed into war. From now till April 2nd, I will be in constant anxiety, hoping, praying, waiting for a the letter. Wish me luck! Thanks Spring break, I needed you and now I gird my loins and charge!

word.

Wonder!

Sometimes I do things just for fun. Well prior to the occasion I think it will be so fun! Then while doing all the work prior to it I WONDER what in the world was I thinking? I hate it. Then d day comes, and I am so happy I did it! What am I talking about you ask? Well last Friday, my freaking awesome friends, Kylee and Jess and I hosted a party for IDSA. Which is the Interior Design student association. Well it was a smashing success let me tell you. What happens when three fabulous designers get to gether to throw an event in less than 24 hours you ask?
nothing but incredible awesomeness!

If you havent guessed, the theme was Alice in Wonderland!

This is the awesome table.....description please?
WHIMSEY!

at the entrance to the party we had this cute little table with Jones soda that we wrapped in adorable paper and little sugar cookies in cellophane bags each with a tag that said Drink Me, and Eat me. Just like at the beginning of Alice!

This is a shot of the whole shebang! We had Alice In wonderland playing on the flat screens and all the lights dimmed except for the center aisle where you walked through rows of curly willow...like going through a rabbit hole perhaps? At the very end of the rabbit hole, we had a MAD tea party! With Chinese lanterns, and streamers, and every tea cup different than the next! All we were missing was The hatter himself!

For the Main entree we served a creamy garlic Alfredo pasta with sauteed tomatoes, and pan seared ham in the shape of a smile! We toasted pita bread with olive oil and rosemary for ears and fresh cherry tomatoes for eyes....can you see a cat like resemblance?
Cheshire baby!

The salad was so good! we had a baby spring mix salad with fresh cantaloupe and kiwis, all lightly drizzled with a blush wine vinaigrette. It was light and fruity and a perfect predecessor to the pasta!

This is a close up shot of the table scape...SO FREAKING CUTE!

I took the photo...everyone agreed. A fabulous event! What a sight to behold!

We finished the evening off by a trip to the theater to watch the new Alice in Wonderland.
It was awesome. Totally inspiring. From my mad tea part to yours.....
OFF WITH YOUR HEADS!!!!!

avoidance

sums up my life lately. utter and complete
AVOIDANCE
I don't want to clean, do homework, work out,
go to class, write a blog, or do laundry.
All I want to do is listen to my new band obsession
(Vedera, seriously SO good. Listen and love....or else!)
eat 100 calorie kettle corn, lay in bed and watch Greys/ private or FB
my life away. Checkmate to all of those...and none to the above.
I wish I had the motivation I need. I feel as if I am just
some lazy teenager, and I could really use a mom around here to
whip me into shape. Or make me sandwich.
Here is a cry out to all of those like me....HELP. How do you
swim back to the top when the water is so nice at the bottom.
bleh my life.

Life in the Fast Lane

As I sit here in my lovely bed at 12:37 in the afternoon reading my recently acquired cookbook, I am contemplating the last year slash ten years of my life. Am I where I wanted to be? Did 13 year old Megan want what I am now? Would she be proud of the life I have led? I don't know. I would like to say that yes I would be, but how can I know for sure? Ten Years of my life flew by in a flash of moments. Some memorable for the obvious reasons; baby sisters, driving, graduation, college, Tyler, marriage. Others for the pain caused, and lessons learned.

Contemplation is a tricky thing, think too much and you can stir up emotions and stew on things that will never change. Think too little of them and you might miss the lesson. Learning is one of the easiest things we can do. Learning from things is a lot harder. A LOT harder. looking back it is much easier to see the mistakes and pitfalls than the triumphs. hind sight is 20/20 I guess. Would I change the mistakes I made? I don't think I would. Although ashamed, and embarrassed, what I gained from them is far more important. The lessons learned and the direction it pushed my life after that made me a better person. Mistakes suck and although it seems I make them more often than not, I can't help but be somewhat appreciative of their positive repercussions.

Ten years is a long time , at times it seems to drag, and others it seems to scream by. What will I be in ten years from now? I hope that I can look back and realize how much better of a person I have become. I expect there to be struggles, trials, and heartaches. I know there will be joy, peace, and learning.

I met my husband 5 years ago. It is absolutely crazy to me that half of the past decade has been with him. The prior half I feel as if I was so little. So adolescent. Although part of me will always feel 18, I would like to think that the best of me is continually progressing and working toward the best me possible. I guess there is no way to tell. Blind faith and determination are all I have. They haven't failed me yet, and is definitely what has carried me through.

2009 was one of the hardest years of my life. Hands Down. To say it nicely 2009 beat the Shit out of me. It seems it was struggle upon struggle. I have never been so betrayed, beaten to an emotional thread, or hurt in my life. I have never clung to the brink of insanity the way I have this year. I have never been so OCD, so grouchy, or so lost. I was carried through most of the year by my incredible husband and merciful savior. One. Day. at. a. TIME. I know I am not the same person who started the year. 2009 Megan and 2010 Megan wouldn't recognize each other if they were standing face to face. Maybe a little worse for wear but definitely stronger, happier, more patient, and honest. I remember an article I read by Elder Scott in this years spring conference. He talks of how every time he is being tried by the lord, he thanks him. He thanks the Lord for trusting him to be able to handle this trial and for the needed lessons he is learning. He does not complain. He is patient and grateful. This has struck me and stayed with me. Although I do not have the patience of an Apostle of God, I do have his example. I strive everyday to be grateful for the Lords hand in my life, whether trial or blessings. The outcome of this year is something at times I did not think was possible. Not THIS year anyway. I am happy and content. I am a better person, a more patient friend, and less Judgmental than ever. I am more in love with my husband than I thought was possible. I am closer to my true friends, and thankful for their patience. My family has become a basic necessity to my welfare and I can't imagine a minute without them there. My savior has become the breath to my life. Although I am far from the person I want to be I am not ashamed of who I am.

This is for 2010.....Bring it on!