Happy Blog Birthday to Me!

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Eight years ago this month, Trent said (while I was packing for Italy), “I made you a website to keep in touch with everyone. It’s a blog, so you don’t have to email every day.”

“What the hell is a blog?” I wondered.

Well, eight years later, I think I’ve figured it out. And in honor of Crazybananas’ big birthday month, I am proud to present a new look around here! You may have noticed some new graphics, both in the header and sidebars, and I’ve been doing some new things with content as well. There is are updated sections all over the place, including About Me, FAQs and My Life Menu (formerly known as 100 Things to Do). The rad new section focusing on Kansas City has been in effect for a few weeks now, but we have a bunch more fun things planned for the future.

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“Happy Birthday to Meeeee…I mean Crazybananas!”

Thank you for being here. Whether you’ve been reading since the beginning or if it’s your first time visiting, stay awhile. We have cupcakes!

(Sidenote: I still haven’t figured out how to deliver cupcakes via Internet, but it’s first on my list. Promise!)

(Sidenote Part Deux: Trent saw me typing this post and looked momentarily panicked…until he realized the title said “blog” in it. I feel like I may have missed out on an opportunity for presents.)

Little Girls Grow Up

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When I was a sophomore in college, I left behind my best friends and new boyfriend (who would later become my husband) for a summer as a camp counselor in upstate New York. I have no idea, literally NO IDEA, how I ended up with this job. Sure, the camp recruited college students, especially scholarship kids, to work for them during the summer, but WTF were they doing at the University of Kansas. Every other counselor was from NYU or Columbia or England or Australia or somewhere else exotic and amazing. I was from Kansas. And it was my first real experience with the outside world as a Kansan.

“Have you ever seen a tornado.”
“Do you live on a farm.”
“Oh, Dorothy! Right?!”
“You’re not in Kansas anymore…hahahaha.”

Bad jokes aside, it was my first real summer away, and though I never returned to Camp Pontiac, as many counselors did, I never forgot my time there. I was named Color War Captain that year (a big deal, as I was the only first year counselor that was named a captain…unless you went to summer camp this probably makes no sense, huh?) and even years later tried to stay in touch with my fellow counselors. I always looked at their summer photos with envy from my cubicle and, later, my office. Some of them still spend the year traveling and doing odd jobs, culminating with another summer at Pontiac. My envy is palpable.

I even looked up how much it would cost to send Lu there for a summer, thinking maybe I could get a job as a nurse or counselor or bunk master or something. Turns out, my summer funplace is actually pretty exclusive, costing about $10,000 per kid, per summer. Either I was grossly underpaid or someone is making BANK!

Due to the amazing capability of social media to bring people together, I’ve found many of my former campers (and counselors, hi Vicks!) via Facebook, and yesterday I almost started screaming when I heard this audio from a former camper, Nina Carlin. I won’t say much, only that we used to refer to her as “Monkey Pants Nina” due to a pair of monkey themed pajamas that she refused to take off or wash. Cut her some slack, she was eight years old. No more, people. Now she’s one of the most talented people I’ve heard in a while. You can play her first single below. And thank me. I’m sure it was my musical influence that shaped her and led her to this day.

(Or not. Likely not. Hi, Nina! It’s me! Megan! I used to read you Harry Potter! Oh, nevermind, just sign my album cover…)

Baboons and Blanky’s

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After Tate’s 15 Month update a few weeks back, a few people sent me messages doubting Mr. Tate could actually believe the word “baboon” meant “book.” Others asked why I didn’t correct him, since this was obviously going to be a limiting factor in his life. So I took this quick video to explain why. After watching I think you’ll understand why I never, ever will correct this baby and if anyone does I will cut them. The cute, it is overwhelming. This video also showcases Tate’s best Linus impression, the thumb in the mouth and the blanky trailing behind. Man, I love this little guy.

(Please excuse the bad video quality. Mr. HD Flip Cam does not do well under low light situations. Also, please excuse the lack of baby pants. We are anti-pants around here.)

Happy Monday!

I Rule, Just As I Am

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You ever had one of those days when you need a little Mark Darcy in your life? Well, I’ve had a few lately. Last night I decided I wanted a little Darcy staring me in the face every day, so I used this tutorial as a template and made myself a little reminder of my awesome.

My New Boyfriend

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Did you all hear I have a new boyfriend? Yup, you know it. It’s an iPhone! Tangible proof that prolonged nagging works, people!

(P.S. Thanks husband!)

My cute little iPhone has already simplified my life in so many ways, but the biggest advantage is it’s made me excited to create again, now that I always have a tool to capture a moment or video and then tweak it to my heart’s content…le sigh. I love it so.

This weekend I messed around with Instagram and a video app called iSuper8, which takes video and grains it up. I didn’t capture as much as I planned (or wanted to), but I put together a little movie with what I did get. It think it bodes well for some future storytelling.

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