Happy Birfday to dem!

When I was 17-years-old I headed off to college, moving closer to my sister in the process. I was so excited to be near her, to hang out with her, to finally hit the bars with her. There was only one problem (besides the fact that I was obviously too young to hit any bars): She was eight months pregnant.

Wait for it…..

WITH TRIPLETS!

So, she really wasn’t spending too much time in bars or anywhere that wasn’t the hospital bed that resided in her living room. She spent three long months on bedrest, as her teeny body attempted to nourish these three little creatures inside her. When they were born, healthy and beautiful, I remember holding them at the hospital and not being able to describe the feeling. It wouldn’t be until I had my own little girl that I had any idea what that feeling was. Unconditional love.

The Wedding Party

These amazing kids are the ones that taught me how to be a mother. Being their aunt was the best training I could’ve had for the job that awaited me. And even now, when my own life and family has taken away much of the time I used to spend with them, my heart holds an extra-special place for these kids.

Happy 8th birthday, Tyler, Dylan and Sloan! Please stop growing up, so I don’t feel so old. I love you.

Logsdon's Tubing

Cousins

Rocking the Vote

Rock the Vote

When I was about 10 years old I voted in my first election. It was 1992, and I voted for Bill Clinton. I was one of only two people in the entire fourth grade to do so, and although it was supposed to be an anonymous, fake, elementary school election, somehow everyone in my class knew that Adam Troupe and I were the crazy liberals in the class. Granted, I attended a conservative, Catholic school in a small Kansas town, so anyone who’s dad didn’t own a gun seemed frighteningly liberal to my peers. And again, I was 10, so I really had no idea what I was talking about and neither did anyone else.

I remember watching the Rock the Vote campaign in that election and in many since. Rock the Vote made wanting to vote, wanting to be involved in the process, not only cool, but fun as well. It made a younger generation, one that was mostly apathetic, want to know the issues and debate about their beliefs. And better than that, it made voting easy. Need to register? Well just show up at this concert and we’ll get you all set up. What a brilliant idea!

Most people who know me know who I’m voting for in November. It’s no secret. Maybe/Probably I’ll write about it here at some point, but regardless of how you may feel about my voting preferences, you have to admit that Rock the Vote is one badass organization. This past weekend I saw what some well placed radio ads and amazing bands can do. It’s incredible how many people will show up when they hear the word FREE.

Ludo Rocking the Vote

Ludo

We registered over 300 new voters on Sunday, and I couldn’t be more proud of the fact that the packed crowd (estimated over 5,000) was a mixed one. Republicans, libertarians, democrats and independents came out in droves to hear great music and support their favorite politicians. One of the greatest moments of the show was when incumbent Kansas senator Dennis Moore (D) came on stage in his pressed khakis and dress shirt with a guitar and played “This Land is Your Land” while the crowd sang along.

Of course, the bands were effing incredible. Somehow, in the past three years filled with diapers and new businesses and life changing decisions, I’d forgotten how much I love a real live show. These were bands that got the crowd hyped up, made us laugh and dance around. I haven’t felt so free in a long time. For once, I was able to act my age instead of feigning all the maturity and responsibility that has become the norm in my life. It was incredibly liberating.

And also, when you work for Rock the Vote you get to hang out with incredibly cool people, radio personalities and bands. Your backstage pass is inevitable and that can certainly do something for someone’s ego. Not that my ego needs inflating. No sir.

Carolina Liar

Carolina Liar

I put together a playlist of most of the bands that performed at the show this weekend (I can’t find any online songs by The Belated, a local KC band, but the rest of the participating bands are included). A few words about the headliners:

– The Wombats: I wanted to see these guys live just so I could text my brother-in-law who kept singing their hit song on our family vacation a few weeks ago, therefore keeping in constantly in my head. I ended up loving their whole set, and wish they could’ve played longer and to the later crowd.

– Carolina Liar: When they came out in matching Boy Scout uniforms, I figured I was in for quite the show. This is one of those bands that oozes sex appeal, and it doesn’t hurt that their music is pretty incredible. They got the crowd riled up and really set a tone for the night.

– Ludo: I can’t say enough good things about this band. Weezer meets Reliant K meets Red Hot Chilli Peppers….with a zillion other influences in between. They were funny, on point, and they rocked hardcore. I didn’t want their set to end.

Crowd @ Ludo

Crowd @ Ludo

Rock the Vote has tons of events up until the November election, and you can get an entire list of them by emailing kcrockthevote at gmail dot com. Or just email me and I will forward you all the info. Check out the playlist below and then make plans to get involved! It will only get better.


Where Wine and JPGs Intersect

After four long weeks traveling around the Midwest, celebrating birthdays, anniversarys and government holidays, the Peters family finally was able to sit on our collective asses in Kansas City this past weekend. As if the universe knew how much our asses needed the break, the temperatures dropped and the rain took over, giving us two days of movie watching, bed residing glory. And holy crap, we sure did need it.

Saturday night I took my glass bottle of wine down to our creepy, damp basement and finally finished uploading the pictures from our family reunion in Colorado. I know I’ve already posted some of these, but there are a ton more that have been added. You can view them below or by clicking here.

I figured as long as I was already locked in the dungeon, I may as well go ahead and upload all the photos from our Labor Day weekend at my parents’ cabin in Council Grove, Kansas. My sister and her family joined us on this mini-vacation, which mostly consisted of my daughter doing everything my niece did and following her around like a puppy, giving me the opportunity to read magazines and drink lots of beer.

Is it weird that everytime my daughter has seen my husband or I with a drink in the last week she’s said, “Your beer?” Maybe we’ve been on vacation a bit too long.

Jung Test aka How I’m Just Like Oprah and Ralph Nader

I’m usually pretty wary of online quizzes or anything of that persuasion, but sometimes you just want to find out how much you are like Mikhail Gorbachev.

I’ve taken the Jung personality test twice in two days, to see if my result would be different. And although I remained in the same main group each time, I did change my subgroup. The first time I took the test, I was labled in the Idealist Category as a Teacher, along with my good buddies Mikhail and Oprah. Some descriptions of this type were very me, like this:

Teachers like things settled and organized, and will schedule their work hours and social engagements well ahead of time-and they are absolutely trustworthy in honoring these commitments.

But other parts didn’t seem too similar, like this:

Warmly outgoing, and perhaps the most expressive of all the types, Teachers are remarkably good with language, especially when communicating in speech, face to face. And they do not hesitate to speak out and let their feelings be known. Bubbling with enthusiasm, Teachers will voice their passions with dramatic flourish, and can, with practice, become charismatic public speakers.

Yeah, um, public speaking….not so much. Dramatic flourish? I don’t think I could flourish anything dramatically unless I’d taken a few shots of vodka. Then, bring on the dramatics, baby!

I actually only retook the test because I was a dummy and didn’t save the link to the type descriptions, so I had to take it again to get to them. This time I was scored as an Idealist Counselor instead of a Teacher. This one was way more representative of me:

Counselors are scarce, little more than one percent of the population, and can be hard to get to know, since they tend not to share their innermost thoughts or their powerful emotional reactions except with their loved ones. They are highly private people, with an unusually rich, complicated inner life. Friends or colleagues who have known them for years may find sides emerging which come as a surprise.

Now, you’re probably thinking, “Megan, you tell us every damn thought you have on a daily basis on this blog. I wouldn’t call you ‘highly private.'” To that, I say:

Blessed with vivid imaginations, Counselors are often seen as the most poetical of all the types, and in fact they use a lot of poetic imagery in their everyday language. Their great talent for language-both written and spoken-is usually directed toward communicating with people in a personalized way.

Do I have any idea what that means? Well, apparently it means I’m like Ghandi, so I have that going for me.

What do you think? Does the test work? Am I full of crap and more like Tara Reid than Ghandi? What is your personality type?

Keeping Up With the Outdoorsy Cousins, Part 1

The vacation photos are starting to trickle in to my email inbox from the rest of the family, which explains why I have access to these shots at all. You see, when certain outdoorsy people ask if I want to get up at five in the morning to go fly fishing in 40 degree weather, I tend to think, “Um, are you nuts? Hell no. Emphasis on the no.” Add in the six mile traverse they had to climb and, well, you could bet I was snuggled under my covers when these shots were taken. But thanks to Trent’s Uncle Swift, I can share them with all of you, as if I was actually there and not sipping coffee while watching PBS Sprout.

Fishing
See those ropes they are holding? It’s because the hike (traverse) was so difficult, they needed those just to make it up the hill with their gear. Did I mention Trent attended this event? And spent the rest of the day soaking in a hot tub? It probably didn’t help that he didn’t catch a fish, just some sticks and his own hat.

Fishing
This is Trent’s cousin, Swifty. He is the most outdoorsy person I’ve ever met. He’s like survivor-man, in fact, his summer job was treking through the wilderness with little kids and teaching them how to survive with hardly any supplies. I think. When he starts talking about his excursions I tend to act like I understand when I actually feel like Elle Woods. Just nod and smile…

Fishing
Maybe next time I’ll be able to see the morning mist in person. Until then, you’ll find me in my bed.

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