Number 1. I hate the word shmear. It makes me uncomfortable.
Number 2. I also am very annoyed that the "s" button on my computer keeps sticking. sooooo annoying.
Number 3. Today I had a dance party for an hour alone.
Number 4. I really don't like it when boys, men, guy, whatevers pants are too short because they don't fit right. I don't like seeing man ankle and knowing that some dude could bend down in front of me and rip the shiz out of his pants. It is so awkward.
Number 5. School is going to kill me over these next two weeks. Yay.
Love you peep peeps
xoxo
M
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
On Our First Kiss
D and I's story from the very beginning is actually one of mystery and intrigue. We went on dates, became best friends, and became "official" all pretty secretly. The reason being that I wanted to keep my options open and had said I wasn't going to have a set serious boyfriend my senior year and so I dated lots and lots of boys, it just so happened it kind of happened at the same time, oops, anyway and Mr. D was such a party animal that dating a gung ho mormon girl like me would've cramped his style. We went on our very first date in November of 2008 and I remember worrying about whether he would try to kiss me or not. In my mind I said "It's Drew Bongiovi! Of course he is going to kiss me! Besides, I'm Megan Keller! Of course he will!" I wasn't sure what to think of this and decided I would not worry about it and go along. To my huge surprise and i'll be honest, slight disappointment, he was a complete gentleman the whole time. He did not kiss me for months afterward. Like four whole months. That is a long time in any dating situation, especially for two kissing hippies like us. So let's begin.
When we were in high school Drew literally called me every single day from the middle of September, until now.... and he would text me good morning every morning. When he called, he 9 times out of 10 would get my voice mail and would leave the same message yelling "MEGAN KELLER! YOU'RE RUINING MY HOPES AND DREAMS!!" It was annoying. And for some reason endearing. Sickening right? Anyway let's fast forward because I'm already talking too much with this story and go to spring break. It was the Friday right before school would start again.
I had been sick with a bad cold and hadn't made any plans because of how sick I felt, when Drew called and invited me to a "movie night with TONS of people at his house" I debated on going, but it was just the right timing for us to hang out again. I had ignored him thoroughly for the previous month and a half but right before spring break started it was his birthday and I couldn't help but tell him to have a fabulous day, which then opened the communication door wide open. My mom wasn't so sure about me going to Drew's house, I had never been there and she knew when Drew and I went on dates or hung out it was normally with my people not his. I took a lot of nyquil though and felt pretty good. Not so surprising though, was that the movie night ended up being me, Drew and Soren. Drew's best friend who had happened to have his wisdom teeth taken out and who was on a lot of heavy medication. We ended up driving around to try to find a girl who would hang out with Soren while he told Drew and I how we should date, awkward much? We hadn't even talked for almost two months and the first time we hung out we were supposed to start dating? I don't think so. After driving around for almost two hours we decided to go back to Drew's house and the nyquil was starting to really kick in and make me fuzzy. The boys decided they would watch some war movie and I took that as my cue to leave.
Drew followed me outside and we made small talk, he hugged me and he was literally shaking. My head was so fuzzy I was confused thinking that I was really dizzy, but then I looked up and saw his frightened face. I had not seen a boy look that nervous while in my company but this kid was white, and shaking, I asked him what was wrong and he said "I think I want to kiss you" and I said "Well are you going to try?" (In my mind thinking MEGAN! What the freak are you saying you vixen?!? But seriously stop it! You don't even know what you're doing with your life!) Then while my inner dialogue was busy occupying my mind I looked up, felt him put his arms around me and bring me close to him, and experienced the fastest, shakiest, partially on my mouth kiss I had ever experienced. And honestly it was lovely and I was surprised. I then said "K see ya later" like nothing happened, got in my car and drove off.
I then started giggling like a stupid girl and called my best friend J White and said "I don't know what the hell just happened but I just kissed Drew Bongiovi! What am I doing?!?"
That is the complete story of our very. first. kiss.
Pretty silly but a very sweet memory of mine.
Until another time,
xoxo
M
Thursday, October 6, 2011
On Thursday Thank You
Hello Folks,
First I would like to thank Mr. Bongiovi for smacking me in the butt and saying "COSMO SAYS MORE SPANKINS MAKE FOR A BETTER PERIOD!" ummmm? What? Actually no, no it doesn't and he doesn't even know. What a cocaine head.
Second I would like to thank Kim Kardashian for being on QVC so that me and the rest of the 65 and up club could enjoy her collection this evening. Her wedding ring is so huge it makes me want to bite it for some reason. It is weird I know but man that thing was hitting me in the face and I was on my couch far, far away from her and her 20.5 carat ring. Wowza.
Now let's get down to business, the actual real business of this Thursday Thank You!
Here's to you Stassy! (That's my mom btw, me and D call her Stassy a lot because her name is Stacy) She is fabulous. On Monday she came and picked me up early and took me to some stores so that I could find a black pencil skirt that I needed for an event. We spent our morning perusing the aisles chatting like old times. See my mom and I, we are buddies. I was the last child which means I had a lot more Mom time than the other kids. I was born and smothered with love from the beginning, then the real fun began when everyone else had to go to school and I got to stay home and play! Then life continued and I started going to school and then everyone else left for the big world and it was my turn to play again while they all got married and went to college. Leaving home for me was a lot, lot harder than I expected it to be. I missed my parents a whole lot. Then when D left for those real great 6 months it was hard then too. Now my parents live here. I know for 100% sure it is for a reason. I'm sure there are a thousand of them but I know the one reason that was the reason for me is that I needed my parents to be here and to be closer. It is so nice to be able to see them often and to listen to their guidance and feel their love for us. I have been very, very blessed to have such wonderful parents. So thanks Momsy for coming with me and for talking, and for being the best mom ever just for me. I love you.
xo
M
First I would like to thank Mr. Bongiovi for smacking me in the butt and saying "COSMO SAYS MORE SPANKINS MAKE FOR A BETTER PERIOD!" ummmm? What? Actually no, no it doesn't and he doesn't even know. What a cocaine head.
Second I would like to thank Kim Kardashian for being on QVC so that me and the rest of the 65 and up club could enjoy her collection this evening. Her wedding ring is so huge it makes me want to bite it for some reason. It is weird I know but man that thing was hitting me in the face and I was on my couch far, far away from her and her 20.5 carat ring. Wowza.
Now let's get down to business, the actual real business of this Thursday Thank You!
Here's to you Stassy! (That's my mom btw, me and D call her Stassy a lot because her name is Stacy) She is fabulous. On Monday she came and picked me up early and took me to some stores so that I could find a black pencil skirt that I needed for an event. We spent our morning perusing the aisles chatting like old times. See my mom and I, we are buddies. I was the last child which means I had a lot more Mom time than the other kids. I was born and smothered with love from the beginning, then the real fun began when everyone else had to go to school and I got to stay home and play! Then life continued and I started going to school and then everyone else left for the big world and it was my turn to play again while they all got married and went to college. Leaving home for me was a lot, lot harder than I expected it to be. I missed my parents a whole lot. Then when D left for those real great 6 months it was hard then too. Now my parents live here. I know for 100% sure it is for a reason. I'm sure there are a thousand of them but I know the one reason that was the reason for me is that I needed my parents to be here and to be closer. It is so nice to be able to see them often and to listen to their guidance and feel their love for us. I have been very, very blessed to have such wonderful parents. So thanks Momsy for coming with me and for talking, and for being the best mom ever just for me. I love you.
xo
M
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
On Truth Tuesday
Guys. Guys. Today I went to almost every class! YAY! Let's just get a move on it though shall we without further ado?
Trying to do my homework is like pulling my own teeth with pliers. And that sucks. I know that because once I had a tooth growing over a tooth and it was either go to the dentist and have to get it dug out, or let my dad try to pull it out with a pair of pliers. Considering he told me he would pay me $100 dollars I chose the latter and he pulled so hard he was shaking and I never once cried through the whole process. Regardless of that side story I can not get my flippin homework done. Someone come and pull my teeth out for me, or um in this case, someone come and do my homework for me. K thanks.
Oh as a reference to that last story, no my family is not hillbilly and I have always been fully ensured. Don't ask me why that happened other than it saved money and made me money which I figure is a win-win
Today I had that class. With the professor I hated on last week. As I was sitting there playing the "name game" instead of having an actual class I promised myself I would try harder to like this guy. I keep trying and trying. Let's hope someday it actually works for the sake of my sanity and the fact that otherwise I may or may not have a passionate outburst about how he should NOT be allowed to be a professor...
I am seriously considering deleting my facebook account. There is this problem where I get on facebook and hate the world. I don't like that. I read blogs to not have that feeling, and I am really enjoying pinterest but I am just not sure about facebook anymore. It just makes me want to be violent towards some of those stupid stupid people.
OH, UMMMM, speaking of being violent I am trying to stop saying so many violent things towards people, I often am heard saying things like "I'm going to kick your kneecap" or "I will karate chop your jugular" I never actually do these things, (well except to D and then we run up and down our hallway and moon each other, it's super romantic.....) I accidentally told my boss the other day that if he threw a pretend snake at me I would start his head on fire.... ugh? What? Oops.... Not to mention he scares the crap out of me and for some reason I doubt that's winning me points in the awesome category.
One last thing, over a month ago I kept trying to teach my nephew to say "Hot Mom" whenever he saw his mom and he wouldn't do it, then I got phone call from them today with her saying "Did you teach B to say "Hot mom!" because he keeps saying it and I know only you would teach him that" Can you say AWESOME!!?!? I finally have influenced someone else's life!! YESSSSS!!
Ok this one is the last one for real. Lately I have been reading multiple blogs (like over 30) and I have been thinking about possibly writing out mine and D's story to keep a fresh perspective so that later in life we can read it and enjoy it rather than trying to remember the small bits and pieces, but I don't know if it's too cheesy etc, anyone care or have any input? I'd appreciate it.
ok, well you guys rock,
loves
hugs
etc
xoxo
M
Trying to do my homework is like pulling my own teeth with pliers. And that sucks. I know that because once I had a tooth growing over a tooth and it was either go to the dentist and have to get it dug out, or let my dad try to pull it out with a pair of pliers. Considering he told me he would pay me $100 dollars I chose the latter and he pulled so hard he was shaking and I never once cried through the whole process. Regardless of that side story I can not get my flippin homework done. Someone come and pull my teeth out for me, or um in this case, someone come and do my homework for me. K thanks.
Oh as a reference to that last story, no my family is not hillbilly and I have always been fully ensured. Don't ask me why that happened other than it saved money and made me money which I figure is a win-win
Today I had that class. With the professor I hated on last week. As I was sitting there playing the "name game" instead of having an actual class I promised myself I would try harder to like this guy. I keep trying and trying. Let's hope someday it actually works for the sake of my sanity and the fact that otherwise I may or may not have a passionate outburst about how he should NOT be allowed to be a professor...
I am seriously considering deleting my facebook account. There is this problem where I get on facebook and hate the world. I don't like that. I read blogs to not have that feeling, and I am really enjoying pinterest but I am just not sure about facebook anymore. It just makes me want to be violent towards some of those stupid stupid people.
OH, UMMMM, speaking of being violent I am trying to stop saying so many violent things towards people, I often am heard saying things like "I'm going to kick your kneecap" or "I will karate chop your jugular" I never actually do these things, (well except to D and then we run up and down our hallway and moon each other, it's super romantic.....) I accidentally told my boss the other day that if he threw a pretend snake at me I would start his head on fire.... ugh? What? Oops.... Not to mention he scares the crap out of me and for some reason I doubt that's winning me points in the awesome category.
One last thing, over a month ago I kept trying to teach my nephew to say "Hot Mom" whenever he saw his mom and he wouldn't do it, then I got phone call from them today with her saying "Did you teach B to say "Hot mom!" because he keeps saying it and I know only you would teach him that" Can you say AWESOME!!?!? I finally have influenced someone else's life!! YESSSSS!!
Ok this one is the last one for real. Lately I have been reading multiple blogs (like over 30) and I have been thinking about possibly writing out mine and D's story to keep a fresh perspective so that later in life we can read it and enjoy it rather than trying to remember the small bits and pieces, but I don't know if it's too cheesy etc, anyone care or have any input? I'd appreciate it.
ok, well you guys rock,
loves
hugs
etc
xoxo
M
Monday, October 3, 2011
On Biology and stuff like that
Look at this cute little guy. He was just a gripping on for dear life on the back of my car. A few days earlier there was another one hanging on to the hood of my car and almost every day there is one outside sitting on the hood. They are cuuuuute.
I have always had a thing for grasshoppers. They are cute and funny and nice. No one else got that? Weird. Well they are and if you freeze them for an extended period of time and then let them thaw they still live. Now that's what I call resilient. I know that because I once was a freak, oh wait that is still in accordance with who I am, but you follow. Anyway I did that a lot and once my sister made me angry and I let one un-thaw in her room.
Anyway to keep with our theme on resilience and biology let me tell you a story. Once upon a time I went to biology twice with my husband and then it came time to take the exam and we both failed. We both failed with big fat F's. It is weird what they say about going to school and getting good grades. There actually is a correlation. Like for instance, if you go to school you actually do get better grades. That is weird. It really wasn't that funny until we decided to start going to class, (after the fact of the exam of course) and found out that our lowest exam score is not counted in the class. I thought that was kind of funny. I'm not sure why but every now and then I get in this mode where I am sick of doing everything that is expected and I don't want to be responsible and I feel really overwhelmed and I do something a little crazy. I.E. failing my biology test when I have to keep a certain GPA to maintain my scholarship. Or the time when I was so sick of working at this ice cream shop and dealing with my crazy boss that on a break I completely broke down in hysterics telling D how I couldn't do it anymore and how stressed it was making me....(mind you this was when we were seniors in high school and poor D was very, very confused with my emotions and that was when I knew he was a keeper) after D's advice I then walked back into that hell hole and quit on the spot. Refreshing? Colder and fresher than that Ice Cream I can tell you that.
But all of these things lead me to this, often life gets a little overwhelming. Always in different stages of life, sometimes working at an ice cream shop or other times when there are a lot of other things all going on at the same time. Sometimes you need a breaking point so that you realize you need to keep going. Normally after a very low point is when I realize I am a lot stronger than I thought I was and sometimes I think that is what life is all about.
I am but a grasshopper clinging onto something for dear life and when the car stops I realize i'm actually a hard core bad ass and I'm still alive and kicking.
Here's to you,
xoxo
M
Thursday, September 29, 2011
On Thursday Thank You:
Oh Hi Guys!
Remember when it was Tuesday two days ago and I was sure it was Thursday? Well today is actually Thursday and I keep getting confused. Sigh. Anyway today is a Thank You! Day to a special lady. Miss Sarah Kite this post goes out to you! Not only is she a fabulous baker and makes some of the most delicious treats, but she is in all reality actually a lot sweeter in real life than anything she makes! (Cheesy but it's true!) I met Sarah two years ago now through USU and our scholarship program as Ambassadors. She is seriously a doll, the nicest girl and so genuine. She really kept me going with her kindness and sweet smile every meeting while D was gone. She always knew exactly what to say to make me feel better and made it just a little easier that day. So here is to you sweet girl! Thank you so much for all of the smiles you have brought my way!
If you would like to visit Sarah's fantastic blog it is under "Sarah's Sweets" in the blogs that I follow,
xoxox
M
Remember when it was Tuesday two days ago and I was sure it was Thursday? Well today is actually Thursday and I keep getting confused. Sigh. Anyway today is a Thank You! Day to a special lady. Miss Sarah Kite this post goes out to you! Not only is she a fabulous baker and makes some of the most delicious treats, but she is in all reality actually a lot sweeter in real life than anything she makes! (Cheesy but it's true!) I met Sarah two years ago now through USU and our scholarship program as Ambassadors. She is seriously a doll, the nicest girl and so genuine. She really kept me going with her kindness and sweet smile every meeting while D was gone. She always knew exactly what to say to make me feel better and made it just a little easier that day. So here is to you sweet girl! Thank you so much for all of the smiles you have brought my way!
If you would like to visit Sarah's fantastic blog it is under "Sarah's Sweets" in the blogs that I follow,
xoxox
M
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
On Truth Tuesday
Hello Peeps!
I hope no one else woke up this morning knowing it was Thursday like I did. I kept telling Drew to make sure and get me in time for work. Gosh. Dang. It. Anyway today is Tuesday so let's get some truths out shall we?
On Professors: Ok let me say this first of all. I seriously am so impressed with my professors at USU. They have all been so fantastic and I have been so grateful to have them be so awesome teachers and people. Unfortunately there always has to be an exception. Today after class I went to ask my professor some questions, I waited for the girl ahead of me who he spoke to with no rush or hurry and was very pleasant to, I walk up however and ask about something from the day I missed and what does he do? Starts walking out saying he didn't have time and I would have to meet with him later...... ooooo kayyyy. I understand that professors are busy, that's no problem at all but talking to somebody else and not having time for me doesn't seem fair either right? Right??? RIGHT!?!?!?!? Jeeze. Honestly it probably wouldn't have made me so mad except this guy literally NEVER plans a lesson, and never does anything helpful and it just really irked me. Probably especially because so many professors are so fabulous. Ok that's all for that guy, except, did he ask me why I missed? Nope sure didn't. Did I miss for an actual legitimate reason? Sure was. Ok Ok Ok. Done now.
Does anyone think it is weird how there are groups of people? Like single people, and married people, and baby people? Well I'm sure you all get it. There is this weird thing that when you are single and your friend gets married there is this weird disconnect, then when you are married you have that disconnect from you and your single friends, then you have friends who get pregnant or have babies and there is a disconnect. It seems weird but there is something about being in the baby club that makes you are real woman or something. I am proud of those women because I know for a fact that I could not do that right now. Someday maybe i'll be in the real women's club though. In like 10 years. No jokes.
Sometimes I am living an oxymoron like I can never do enough or anything right. It's hard though because sometimes I can't find time between working, going to school full time, trying to be effective at my calling in primary and being a wife. It's kind of funny though because there are a thousand other things that I need to do and be better at but there isn't enough time do all of those things. It also is quite humorous that there isn't enough time to really do any of those things as best as possible because there are so many things to be done. I am looking forward to the day when there are less things going on, but I have a feeling that will not be for a long long time and maybe this is teaching me how to manage a lot of things going on for a family. I don't know how my Mom did it all with all of the church callings and activities for all of us and being Betty Crocker. Too good for me that is for certain.
In other news I am pleased to announce that I cooked dinner 3 times last week. Hath Hell Freezeth Over!?!? No I say it has not. It has actually been kind of fun though and it has all been edible so be surprised and in awe of my splendor and ease with the kitchen. HA. HA. HA.
I am also genuinely pleased to announce that the Mr. and I have gone and been social. We haven't really had friends that are also married during our married life partially because D was gone and partially because we didn't know anyone and didn't get to know many people. But now we have been having a lot of fun with a lot of people. This past weekend we did something on Thursday, Friday and Saturday with different couples and had such a blast! It is really fun being able to do a lot of fun things with a lot of people, example: We went to a BBQ on Saturday and we played games husbands vs. wives and the losers had to go to wal-mart with a fart machine on them and the winners got to control the noise. So us wives spent a horrific/humiliating half hour in wal-mart while the husbands follwed just far enough behind you wouldn't know they were with us. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.
Anyways I figure that that has been quite enough truths for this day.
Love you nice people who read this jibber jabber
xoxox
M
I hope no one else woke up this morning knowing it was Thursday like I did. I kept telling Drew to make sure and get me in time for work. Gosh. Dang. It. Anyway today is Tuesday so let's get some truths out shall we?
On Professors: Ok let me say this first of all. I seriously am so impressed with my professors at USU. They have all been so fantastic and I have been so grateful to have them be so awesome teachers and people. Unfortunately there always has to be an exception. Today after class I went to ask my professor some questions, I waited for the girl ahead of me who he spoke to with no rush or hurry and was very pleasant to, I walk up however and ask about something from the day I missed and what does he do? Starts walking out saying he didn't have time and I would have to meet with him later...... ooooo kayyyy. I understand that professors are busy, that's no problem at all but talking to somebody else and not having time for me doesn't seem fair either right? Right??? RIGHT!?!?!?!? Jeeze. Honestly it probably wouldn't have made me so mad except this guy literally NEVER plans a lesson, and never does anything helpful and it just really irked me. Probably especially because so many professors are so fabulous. Ok that's all for that guy, except, did he ask me why I missed? Nope sure didn't. Did I miss for an actual legitimate reason? Sure was. Ok Ok Ok. Done now.
Does anyone think it is weird how there are groups of people? Like single people, and married people, and baby people? Well I'm sure you all get it. There is this weird thing that when you are single and your friend gets married there is this weird disconnect, then when you are married you have that disconnect from you and your single friends, then you have friends who get pregnant or have babies and there is a disconnect. It seems weird but there is something about being in the baby club that makes you are real woman or something. I am proud of those women because I know for a fact that I could not do that right now. Someday maybe i'll be in the real women's club though. In like 10 years. No jokes.
Sometimes I am living an oxymoron like I can never do enough or anything right. It's hard though because sometimes I can't find time between working, going to school full time, trying to be effective at my calling in primary and being a wife. It's kind of funny though because there are a thousand other things that I need to do and be better at but there isn't enough time do all of those things. It also is quite humorous that there isn't enough time to really do any of those things as best as possible because there are so many things to be done. I am looking forward to the day when there are less things going on, but I have a feeling that will not be for a long long time and maybe this is teaching me how to manage a lot of things going on for a family. I don't know how my Mom did it all with all of the church callings and activities for all of us and being Betty Crocker. Too good for me that is for certain.
In other news I am pleased to announce that I cooked dinner 3 times last week. Hath Hell Freezeth Over!?!? No I say it has not. It has actually been kind of fun though and it has all been edible so be surprised and in awe of my splendor and ease with the kitchen. HA. HA. HA.
I am also genuinely pleased to announce that the Mr. and I have gone and been social. We haven't really had friends that are also married during our married life partially because D was gone and partially because we didn't know anyone and didn't get to know many people. But now we have been having a lot of fun with a lot of people. This past weekend we did something on Thursday, Friday and Saturday with different couples and had such a blast! It is really fun being able to do a lot of fun things with a lot of people, example: We went to a BBQ on Saturday and we played games husbands vs. wives and the losers had to go to wal-mart with a fart machine on them and the winners got to control the noise. So us wives spent a horrific/humiliating half hour in wal-mart while the husbands follwed just far enough behind you wouldn't know they were with us. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.
Anyways I figure that that has been quite enough truths for this day.
Love you nice people who read this jibber jabber
xoxox
M
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