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Love Letter

November 18, 2008/3 Comments/in Fun, Grumples, Happiness /by Megan

Dear Friends,

It’s been a week since we all came together to reveal in the joy that is NKOTB 20 years past their prime. And I have a few words for each of you.

Theresa

I will miss you, Theresa. You of the biggest smile on the planet and the happiest demeanor. Thank you for bringing me organic, New York, hipster cold medication and for buying Lucy a coloring book that made my house smell like grapes for days. And also, thank you for wearing the same shoes as me, even though yours are more authentic and hispter and mine are from the Gap. You made me feel cool, if only for a moment.

Shoes

Now, if I could only pull off skinny jeans.

Hugs

Thank you to Abbie, especially for helping me torment Mara. Our tag-teaming has been much missed during your absense. As are your many knock knock jokes.

Womanizing

Also, thank you for always dancing with me when no one else will.

Breakdancing

And for humoring me every single time I claim I can breakdance. I miss you so much already, even though you just left yesterday.

Amber

Amber, I won’t write anything since I know you hate the internet. But I love you, internet-phobia and all. You always look so pretty in drunk pictures, which I must tell you, is slightly annoying when I’m sweating up the premisis.

And also, “FEELINGS! OH LORD, THE FEELINGS!”

Mara + Me

Mara, I’d miss you if I wasn’t seeing you Friday. We shall wear our Edward Cullen t-shirts, squeel like 9th graders, and cry when we realize that three very important people aren’t with us. Boo.

Love, your best friend and lonely comrade,
Megan

Hangin’ Tough

November 7, 2008/3 Comments/in Blond, Fun, Grumples /by Megan

I’m sick. I have a cold. It seems too early for this sort of crap, right? I mean, wasn’t it just summer? Now it’s flipping freezing outside and I’m sleeping with a humidifier and a box of tissues. Blech. The coughing has become so intense that yesterday my boss told me to get the heck out of the office before I got everyone sick.

This weekend I’m heading to Manhattan to drink a-plenty with some of my very best friends, many of whom I haven’t seen in months. So in preparation I’ve been mainlining Zicam and sleeping while doused in Vicks Vapor Rub. It’s super-sexy, just ask Trent. But I have to get better! For not only do I have many rum punches to drink this weekend, I have a couple of big events next week. There’s Trent and I’s third wedding anniversary, my work retreat to the Ameristar Casino in St. Louis and one big surprise event…here’s a hint:

Are you jealous yet?

Yogarific Zazen

October 23, 2008/0 Comments/in Grumples, Happiness /by Megan

Our nights in the new, improved Peters House have been a bit hectic. When I get home I immediately start working on some project to kick the new place in to shape. About 45 minutes later (and usually with crap now strewn about the house in piles), Trent gets home with Lucy and the two of us fix dinner. By the time we’ve all eaten and cleaned up, it’s around 7 p.m. and time to start winding down for Lu to go to bed. That kid needs massive amounts of sleep, so she’s usually conked out by 8 o’clock. Since we are now the proud owners of a DVR system, Lu and I have been curling up in the den with some giant fuzzy blankets and watching recorded episodes of Sesame Street to wind down from the day.

Last night I found myself just too tired to contemplate trucking downstairs with Lu. Instead I laid down on her floor while she played around me. I started stretching and before I knew it I was practicing some random yoga moves I learned from my maternity yoga class three years ago. Lu finally looked up from her baby doll and asked, “Mama, what you doing?” Before I knew it, the two of us were in the middle of her bedroom in downward facing dog pose. We ended up doing a bunch of different moves and she had a blast, giggling manically as we moved from one pose to the next. Not exactly relaxing or meditative yoga, but very fun and good for the soul.

I think I need to spend more time doing things like this. The tension has started to creep up on me, and I’ve noticed myself getting more irritable and cranky. I don’t quite know how to explain the pressure I’m feeling, to be the mom, to be the breadwinnner, to be the wife, to be the homemaker, to be myself, but I can say these types of activities do help quite a bit. It’s so easy to get caught up in making everything perfect, your home, your job, your life…and that can be too much for anyone to handle.

We all need to remember to breathe.

A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

August 26, 2008/1 Comment/in Family, Grumples, New House /by Megan

Have I mentioned we may be moving? No? Well, that’s probably because I don’t handle stress very well and the back and forth and yes and no and decisions and issues that buying a house entails tend to make me catatonic. But whether I accept it or not, we’re probably going to move soon. Soon could mean next month. Soon could mean in six months, but it’s happening. And no amount of avoidance will change that.

Here’s the problem, right now we live in a wonderful and crappy neighborhood. Wonderful because it’s in a vibrant part of the urban area of my city. Wonderful because I love walking down to the shops near my house, or taking Lu for a lemonade on the Plaza while I enjoy a fancy cocktail. Wonderful because we’re right by my favorite park in the city, where we walked with Lucy and the dog last night for a picnic and playtime. Wonderful because it’s near our dear friends’ house and we can pop by whenever we feel like it. Wonderful because the neighborhood preschool has transformed Lucy and has finally let me work freely because I know she loves it so much there.

Unfortunately it’s crappy because of the crime. Crappy because we actually keep a gun (shudder) in the house for safety. Crappy because of the homeless people that walk up our block talking to themselves. Crappy because the public school system is broken and there is no way I can send Lu there in three years. Crappy because our house is tiny and we step all over each other on a regular basis. Crappy because the house is infested with ants every summer. Crappy because I have to park on the street in the winter and scraping the ice off the car at 6 a.m. is not fun business. Crappy because it’s a 40 minute drive to work.

So, we’re moving. It’s time. And I know I should be excited, and I will be. But first I will have to say goodbye to the first house I’ve lived in since moving from my parents’ place at 17. The place where my husband and I got our dog. The place where I became pregnant. The place where my husband proposed to me in bed. The place where I brought my baby home from the hospital. The place she learned to crawl, talk, walk and run. I have to say goodbye to the most wonderful home I’ve ever had. And though I know bigger and better things are to come, it makes me a bit weepy.

I took this the day we moved in, three and a half years ago.

Stuck in a Moment

August 4, 2008/in Grumples /by Megan

Song of the Moment: Empty Room by Majorie Fair

Do you ever have one of those time spans where you just feel crappy? Not necessarily depressed or sad, but just….well, just nothing. That’s how I’ve been feeling for the past month or so, and I can’t quite place what my problem is or what may have initiated this stupid feeling of emptiness. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not feeling like this every moment of every day, just spurts here and there. I find it’s happening the most when I’m alone and I find my mind wandering back to things that have been done and over for many, many years. Old disagreements, situations, people I’ve lost, both good and bad, keep finding their way back in to my psyche, and I can’t seem to force them back.

Now it’s starting to affect my physical health as well. I’m finding myself with colds that are lasting the entire summer and headaches that never really seem to dull. I’m not sure if my emotional well-being is affecting my health or vice versa, but I don’t like it one bit. I’m sure anyone reading this who has hung out with me lately is probably a bit confused, as I haven’t been acting like a goth-emo-kid who listens to suicide rock in her room, but that’s just how I deal. Put on a happy face for the world, get my shit done and then move on. I don’t have the time or energy to sit around moping, and I can’t bear to put my mood on everyone else. Besides, I have some people in this world who depend on me, and if I can’t put on a brave face for them, then nothing else really matters. I mean, how do you look at this, and not smile?

I’m not writing this to freak anyone out. In fact, I’m not writing this for anyone, but me. I just needed to put these thoughts out in to the universe, so maybe they will stop swirling around in my head. Also, I’m taking a break from the blog for a bit. I may post another summer playlist soon, but as far as musings and writings go, I’m on hiatus. I leave in a week for a much needed vacation, the first time I’ve been away for more than three days in over 4 years. I need this. I need to refocus. Re-evaluate. And get my shit together. Wish me luck.

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