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!

Christmas

Christmas this year was lovely.
I took no photos
I worked 70 hours from the end of school to Christmas Eve.
I shopped frantically for three straight days.
I broke down twice.
I ate In'n Out twice.
I slept in Once.
I ate 5 pounds back ONTO my body.
I threw one Dinner party
I ate 5 loaves of bread.
I baked 4 four kinds of sweets
I drove to Lo and back
I made a gingerbread house from scratch
I carved a Roast Beast
I actually Shaved My legs
I watched my Gramps Play in an Orchestra
I did two SODOKU
I slept in the same bed as my husband....6 times.
I made over 500 gift baskets
I spent too much money
I got to Play Santa
I spent not enough time with my sisters
I felt the spirit of Christmas
I cried at the sound of my sisters Christmas Solo
I went to see both my sisters in their school performances
I saw my cousin open his mission call
I marveled at the Freedom of Forgiveness
I expanded my love and knowledge of the Atonement
I remembered why I celebrate Christmas
I felt the joy of giving
I saw a miracle
I grew closer to my Eternal Family
I loved EVERY. SECOND.

Merry Christmas From my crazy wonderful life to yours!

Abstinence

It happened.....they found me.

Right when you start getting just the slightest bit of comfortable in your abnormally mixed Relief Society; just when you start enjoying and paying attention in Sunday school past the normal observations of the clothing ensembles around you and the spit up oozing off the back of the woman's shirt in front of you, heading directly for your fabulous leather boots.....they ask to you to stop by the "clerks" office for a minute. Just a minute eh? For all of you who do not know Mormon code.....This means you are getting a calling and unless you can develop the black plague between sunday school and Relief Society....you are going to get it. No way around it. If you re lucky like me you will also get suckered into saying the prayer in SACREMENT next Sunday. Boo

I have been infected. Infected with a calling and I fear there will never be another awkward silence to sit through in Sunday School while we wait for a prayer volunteer.

I think it is because I am O.C.D. That has to be why I was given this calling. Because it surely cannot be because I give off this maternal love. You cannot expel maternal-ness in a banana pencil skirt, an over-sized vintage pearl necklace, and a mohair Jackie o' jacket. It just doesn't work that way. My horrified face at the smell of children s bottoms I am sure doesn't help either.

I whimper as I dare not speak its name.....Sigh......BIG SIGH.........BIGGER SIGH........

Secretary in the Primary Presidency

How did that feel coming out.....like VINEGAR. I knew I had been under the radar too long. One year and four months in a Utah ward is unheard of to go without a calling. Save me! And yet I tremble at the thought of the work that is to ensue. OIY VEY.

This one goes out to you Nuva Ring!

Thanksgiving slash December

Thanksgiving this year was fab. I was the hostess. Let me tell you, Monica Geller-Bing, and Bree Van De Camp-Hodge make things look so much easier than they are. Despit my bestest efforts to be oh so prepared and produce a fabulous meal with a lovely and enchanting table setting, there were a few hic-ups. However We powered through and it turned out Lovely! So good and so much fun. My favorite part was the Sparkling Cider....it makes me feel so fancy! My mother in Law rocked the bird and My divine friend Jess literally helped me with everything from start to finish! What a gem! She was my saving grace this year! The boys were so great to do all the clean up so us girls could run to Old Navy for some killer deals! Ty even let me buy somethings for myself! I was so happy!

After the madness of the holiday and working the whole time, We are back to regular scheduled days. I HATE IT. I have so much to do and so much to accomplish before the beginning of next week! AHHHH! I want it to be over so bad! I am so excited to have a break! Believe me Ty and I need one. Thanksgiving was fun....but super stressful and there was so much crap to do at the inn, it was definitely no break. Someday I swear we are going to take a real vacation without feeling guilty for missing work!

So until the hell ends....We are over and out!