Photo Blast, Part I: Florida

Last night, as Trent was working late, I finally took advantage of a free desktop and went through all of my pictures from the last few weeks. Keep in mind, I have somehow strained a tendon in my arm, so I was editing each photo with a wince on my face and wish for a nice shot of bourbon, so we’re lucky I got anything done at all. First up, Lu and I’s trip to Florida to see my mom. And no, there are no pictures of my hideous sunburn, as it was on my back and my mother has a bit of trouble using the giant super-camera (you’ll notice any pictures of me are either self portraits or when we put the camera on a timer and had 20 seconds to run over and pose).

Things to note:

– Sometime in the last three years Lucy became a kid. A real, live kid. It’s totally weird.
– I am nearly reflective when on a white sand beach. It’s like my skin is camoflauge.
– There is nothing cuter than a kid having the time of her life.
– I need braces.
– I’m not sure if I took enough pictures of Lucy…I mean, 50 just won’t do!

With that, enjoy the sun and fun, and someone please pass the aloe.

Five Links You Probably Won’t Click On (but you should)

Most of my readers (though I love all three of you, dearly) never click on the links I post here. Nor do they leave comments (too hard), watch videos (too loud) or click through photo slideshows (too much clicking). Have I mentioned that most of you remind me of my father, who, although he can grow cells in petri dishes, does not know how to use the Favorites tab in Internet Explorer? When I was in Florida I set up my mom’s computer to make it easier for her to get to her webmail and he was all “What’s that?! How did you do that?! That is so helpful…” and I was all “You run a huge part of a state university and you have no idea how to do this?” and he was all “Suck it, Megan. I’m a super-genius and I’ve done experiements in zero gravity” and I was all “true.”

But if a few of you decide that you need to do some click-a-lickin’ this weekend, here’s some places you should go:

Auto Tuner – This may only be funny to web designer types, but I watched this thirty times, and laughed so hard each time. The Vimeo (my online video service, my account is here) headquarters office makes these every now and then, and this one is a conversation between a manager and a web designer, where the web designer only responds using an auto tuner. If you’ve ever heard a horrid T-Pain song, (minus the amazing “I’m On A Boat”) you know what I’m talking about. Best part of the video “did I get that CSSSSSSSSSSS right.” Nerd humor is the best. (via Gwen Bell’s Twitter)

Packing Light: New York City Edition – This post by Maggie Mason of Mighty Girl gave me a huge case of clothes envy. Also of style envy. And packing envy. In conclusion, I need to move to San Francisco or New York, where I can find good thrift store purchases and have an H&M within ten minutes.

NYC + KC – Have you all been checking in on our newest project here at Crazybananas? Well, we’re 79 days into this photo experiment, and things are going along quite nicely, except for the fact that Theresa is in NYC (equaling an insane amount of awesome pictures) and I’m in KC (equaling pictures of my dog, my kid and a few flowers). Eh, suburbia. What can you do, right?

Stephmodo – My newest daily dose of inspiration. This site speaks for itself. Design, beauty, Paris? Yes, please.

This Dress – Puh-leeeese someone buy this for me. Or send the link to my husband, and ask him to buy it for me. 76% off, people!!! (Seriously, would one of you send this to Trent….Mothers’ Day is coming up soon…hint)

BONUS LINK – My Birthday Party Wish – Will someone please do this for me? I’ll talk about you nicely and may even break my hug/personal space bubble and plant a big wet one on your cheek!!!!

Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!

Abbie + Carson

We here at Crazybananas headquarters would like to wish a very happy birthday to Carson James Young (aka the C-Man) who is turning one year old today! And, of course, happy day-you-birthed-a-kid to his mama, Alabama Abbie! I can’t believe it’s been a year since you joined this thankless club called “The Motherhood,” but you’ve done an amazing job. Here’s to many more years of fun with the little dude!

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Tomorrow morning (way to damn early, I might add) I will be boarding an airplane with my lovely spawn, bound for sunshine. And this particular sunshine won’t disappear after two days and become snow, like it does here in Kansas. I’ll be in Tampa, Florida, probably spending my days at the pool or beach, and spending my evenings drinking vodka with my mother while soaking up all the aloe vera within a three mile radius.

Sidenote: When my wonderful friend Abbie called me Megan Cullen, she wasn’t kidding. Those who are so pale they could be mistaken for vampires really shouldn’t visit the beach without a tub of aloe ready and waiting for them at home.

Hats

Doing my best vampire-Justin Timberlake impression. I will eat you, beotch!

Okay, done with the Twilight references now. Sorry.

I can’t imagine my internet access will be all that good, considering my mother still uses video tapes instead of DVDs (They’re cheaper! They don’t scratch! They’re easier to use!), and though she technically has wireless, it is rarely up and running. If you’re really dying to know what I’m up to, you can follow my Twitter feed here or at the bottom of the left column of the homepage. I’ll try to post pictures there too, that is, if my texting finger can still work my camera phone after all the sun exposure.

Easter-ish

Want to know what Easter looks like in suburbia?

Our Suburban Easter

We actually had quite the holiday weekend, with family in town and lots of activities. I unknowingly* just hosted my first major family holiday (with overnight guests and everything), and as they just left, I’m now off to drink a bottle of wine in my ugliest** (yet most comfortable) jammies.

See the entire photo set of Easter 2009 here.

*Unknowingly because I just realized five minutes ago that family members stayed at my house and I cooked a holiday meal, which I guess means we hosted the holiday. Weird.

**I know, you thought it couldn’t get worse than my high school track warm ups covered in paint, along with my concert t-shirt from a Red Hot Chilli Peppers show in 1998 (see above photo), but trust me, it can.

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