I’m out of the Internet for the next few days. I have a business trip that will quickly turn to pleasure when I FINALLY get to meet baby Carson! I’m so excited to hear little squeaking baby noises and smell yummy baby scents. It will be a nice change from toddler screaming and the smell of a poopy diaper that has been removed and thrown about the house. I probably won’t blog much, as it’s been a tough few weeks and I need some alone time to reflect and relax. Don’t worry, I will probably return on Monday with something new to complain about.
I will, however, be Twittering the entire weekend. Because I’m getting a new phone and I think I am addicted to the Internet. Do they have a rehab for that? Whatever. I can quit any time! I swear!
You can find me on Twitter here or you can just check out my progress on this site underneath my favorite photos on the left hand side of the page.
Hi, I’m Megan. And my brain hurts. I blame my mother, my sister, the four kids I was “parent” to this weekend, that mean-ass ho-bag who betrayed my best friend and my husband’s finger for being way too trigger happy with the bleach. And also, both Cory Fedlman and Corey Haim.
So today I’m going to share with you readers reader a few links you need to visit. Ready, set, GO!
Rock, Paper…Dance Off! – I need someone to try this with me. It’s a variation on the classic game of rock, paper, scissors and looks way too fun. I want to drink lemonade and wear snap bracelets and do this. I obviously need more of a social life.
Thank A Stranger – This site made me smile today. It’s a place where you can anonymously thank someone who did something nice for you. Restored some (and I mean some) of my faith in humanity. Can you find my entry?
In Miley’s Defense – Are you extremely upset about the Vanity Fair photos of teen Disney star Miley Cyrus? Geez, get a life. And read this. An exerpt:
Frankly, when you consider her progenitors — Britney in her panties in Rolling Stone at seventeen, Hilary Duff posing for Maxim, and LiLo actually topless in Vanity Fair itself a few years ago — Miley hit this milestone with a minimum of titillation. A simple backless portrait taken in the presence of her parents or minders by a respected female photographer — without a single nip slip or sultry licked lip in sight — is practically a Puritanical achievement.
OK, people. Good afternoon, good evening and good night. Happy surfing!
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What does one do when they return home late from a work event, a little bit tipsy and a lot hungry? They pull out their most current retro video from Netflix and pretend to be a sulking 15-year-old again. Can you guess what I watched last night from the following quotes?
“I just like how he’s always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great. Well, either sex or a conversation. Ideally both.” – Man, could that boy lean. Still hot, even 10 years later.
“I know in the past I’ve caused you pain and I’m sorry. And I’ll always be sorry ’till the day I die. And I hate this pen I’m holding because I should be holding you. I hate this paper under my hand because it isn’t you. I even hate this letter because it’s not the whole truth. Because the whole truth is so much more than a letter can even say. If you want to hate me, go ahead. If you want to burn this letter, do it. You could burn the whole world down; you could tell me to go to hell. I’d go, if you wanted me to. And I’d send you a letter from there.” – This is the letter every girl wanted to receive, even if it was from the wrong person.
B: Here, do you want to… borrow my sweater?
A: Thanks.
B: Just don’t sweat into it or anything.
A: Why do you always have to say stuff like that? – I love the dorks.
“My parents keep asking how school was. It’s like saying, “How was that drive-by shooting?” You don’t care how it *was*, you’re lucky to get out alive.” – I remember that feeling.
“Sometimes I think if my mother wasn’t so good at pretending to be happy she might be better at actually being happy.” – Crap, now I’m the mother.
A: “Potential slut”. Now where do people get an idea like that about me?
B: Research! – Eyeliner on a guy before the emo movement
Mom: Orange juice doesn’t grow on trees.
Daughter: It sorta does. – Smart ass, crap, this is going to be my kid
“When someone compliments your parents, there’s like nothing to say. It’s like a stun gun to your brain.” – Angsty
Time to guess! Ready. Set. Go! Name that TV show!
Update:
Lindsey, you are our big winner! The answer (of course) is My So-Called Life starring Claire Danes and her fabulous red hair. Her hair was so effing awesome I even tried to dye mine the same color. It was not as awesome. More orange, but definitely not as awesome.
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Why is life so insane? Can anyone tell me? Because my eyes are bulging out of my head and my ears are ringing and I am WAY TOO BUSY! Did I mention that we are traveling or out of the office the next six weekends in a row?! SIX!
So, in honor of this complete insanity, Coldplay decided to release it’s first new single, Violet Hill, on their website for free. They knew how stressed I was and figured it would be a nice gesture. OK, so it probably isn’t totally for me, but I like being the center of the universe and until my eyes stop bulging, I can say whatever I want. Coldplay has a special place in my heart for many reasons, two of the most important being that their concert was the last one I attended before I found out I was pregnant at the ripe age of 22. Technically, it was Lu’s first concert, as she was pleasently gestating during the show. When I went into labor, Trent brought several CD’s he’d made for the occasion, and just happened to look up at the song that was playing as Lu entered the world. It was a song called “We Never Change” from their 2000 album, Parachutes. And holy crap, just listening to it right now made me get goosebumps and tear up and want to run out of my office straight to Lu’s daycare and hold her forever. Take a listen…(excuse the dumb video, it’s an old song and hard to find online…I took what I could get)
OK, let me wipe the tears from my eyes. And then I’m heading directly to the Coldplay Website to download Violet Hill. If you can’t download for whatever reason, you can listen to it directly by going to (gulp) Perez Hilton dot com.
