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I wish I had something really riveting to post today. Truth is, I don't. I thought perhaps I should hold off and not post unless I had something of more substance. Where is the fun in that though? This way I can look back one day and hopefully find a good reason I went ahead and posted this. Maybe. Currently, I'm taking a breather in the form of feet propped on my coffee table, casual reading material at my side, dogters very near by, as in sleeping like rocks on either side of me, basically invading what personal space and time I allowed myself tonight. Beetches. Anyhow, I finished homework early that is due tonight and have a big day of filming tomorrow so might as well as zone out to some YouTube music vids and couch dance while blogging and organizing my online files, right? I am presently jamming to old school jams such as Big Tymers "Still Fly"; various Nelly-"Dilemma", "Hot in Herr", you know the good stuff; and Eve 6 among others....

I recently heard a song from Brad Paisley I haven't listened to in quite some time and I couldn't help but smile as the lyrics filled my car. One of my personal faves, Brad is singing to himself at 17 and basically telling his old self not to be too upset by things at that time because in many instances all that happened then made him get to the place he is at now. Confused? Song Whisperer I am not so I hope we are on the same page still. Any how, I got to thinking about my 17 year old self and what I may say to her. So I've gathered a few snapshots that I had buried away in keepsake boxes aka old Tupperware and decided to give the 17 year old Megan a visit... Well to start, don't drink beer out of the bottle. Get a glass like your old pal. Keep it classy kid. Secondly, it's a shame you can't see the shirt worn closely, so let me paint a picture. As I do so, I'd like to let you know, 17 year old Megan, you will in fact resolve to never wearing AE...

Y'all. I cannot even begin to say how much I am ready for fall. I believe it hit me halfway through my most recent edition of People Style Watch... Got me thinking about what I am ready for: animal print; there is nothing like some leopard in the heart of October to get you feeling giddy. Scarves, sweaters, maybe a purse, he possibilities are endless! I am also on the hunt currently for new bright, classy, sexy red nail polish and lip color. The sooner I find them the better. I am ready to run away and join the annual, big red tented circus folks! And boots. Now every year, many a lady can say there is the god forsaken/god loving boot hunt. It's like I'm Bootylocks and I can't find ones that are jussstt right so I search and I search and then bam! I find some boots made for walking. Or propping up on a coffee table somewhere to admire them. Honestly, is this not a fun activity for anyone else? No? Hmm, okay then. I don't have a pre-req in mind f...

When one must work within the confined space of a desk, it is fun to have feel good items to surround yourself with. I work in an office setting and since the day I stepped into this setting I have been accumulating many-a-office supplies. Anything glitzy, anything to jot numerous notes a day on, anything that makes my heart sing, well I'm all for it. I'm happy to say that while I have purchased many items for Le desk of mine, I have also been gifted tons too. I get very happy when I receive an item someone saw that made them think I would appreciate it. I believe if more professionals had more fun desk flair, they would be eager to get to work to use it. I'm not saying you need a pinata above your head, but I mean slight improvements would be a good start. Say, for example, you have a stapler on hand, why not doll it up with a little sparkle? Who doesn't like sparkle???? When I hand mine over and I sense judgement, well, I am definitely taking note of who you...

What makes a good writer? I ponder this daily. Not only for myself, but when thinking of the content I spend my time reading over as well. In short, a good writer is someone who expresses themselves in a way that is easy to follow, no ridiculous, over the top antics that make a reader say huh? Too much. A good writer is someone who does not write to demean, ridicule, lecture, but rather they share, provoke, excite, and therefore resonate with their audience. Writing is hard sometimes. It is not an easy task to put together words in a systematic, yet approachable way. You want your audience to read along with you and hear the words just as much as they read them. This can easily be flubbed or turned upside down. One of my favorite quotes is etched into a beautiful pen box my aunt and uncle gave to me when I graduated with my bachelors and says, "A writer must write what he has to say, not speak it"-Ernest Hemingway. This quote? One that I have said time and time a...

I'm gonna go out on a limb and state how adorably cute and precious our 3 nephews truly are. They are such good kids, all of them. They're polite, sweet, and yea I'll say it, the way cutest little bears ever to grace this earth. We've spent a chunk of time with our youngest nephew lately, Connor, and when I say he is the most babylicuous and amazing little person, well, I can't make this stuff up. He is coming into his own personality more each day. He is strong and tough; lovable and cuddly; determined and smart-this guy is the whole package! He also quite enjoys numerous bananas, graham crackers, ketchup, and vanilla wafers; doing what has come to be known as the Connor Shuffle; and really he wanders about with such inquisition for all things he encounters. Hunty and I are so grateful we get to watch these babies grow and they teach us so much. More than as an aunt and an uncle but as people. Seeing life through the eyes of babes is a wonderful and fortu...

Sikeeeeee......Whoever said this? Not me! My name is Megan and I DO NOT support this message. I am not the person to ask about subtle dressing. I love a little bit too much gaudy fabness and I have never regretted wearing too many accessories. If it's wrong, I don't want to be right. Shall we proceed? Love, love, love these earrings. And the ring. And the bracelet. Hence, not a one is coming off before I leave the house! Can I get a fashion enthusiast amen??? Amennnnnnn.

Monday, Monday, Monday. We meet again, you devilish being you. I welcome your usual challenge of wanting to hit snooze and struggling not to keep uttering, "Well, it is Monday..." when all your, I mean, the little annoyances that could happen any day occur. I will start off in an upbeat, positive, happy go lucky manner. May the odds be in favor of this great idea o'mine. So, to catch up, well the last week has been slightly off course of usual routines, mostly due to the holiday and partly due toooooooo......SUMMER BREAK! No research, no deadlines, and even a light book reading for pleasure commenced. My oh my, it feels good to be back among the living! My summer break is now o-v-a, ova though. After one week off, I am slightly refreshed-I still worked my day job so not like summer breaks past of tanning, serving at night, and boozing. I am ready to dive into my 6th month of grad school and am eager to get back to the fun, and stress alike, that is school. I d...

One of my most bestest, funnest, longest running friendships has been with Andrea, aka Ajean Louise Watson Freeman Harkins. Our friendship began as mere 13 and 14 year old honey childs and is live and in charge today. Andrea recently achieved one of her biggest goals and completed graduate school. She is now A. Freeman Harkins, PA. It is absolutely insane to wrap my head around this. We were only in high school what feels like yesterday, and didn't she just begin this journey? I am proud, proud, proud to say the least. It has me thinking how Andrea is dedicated to anything she takes on and I value that this is a quality that is part of her true character. She works beyond hard and always has. Since I have known this gal she makes plans for herself and she meets them. She's driven and capable and focused. She says what she means and means what she says. She loves very hard and she cheers you on and she fights with such pride for what she believes. She tries her bes...

America, I love ya! I am beyond thankful to be live in this great land. I love 4th of July just the same. It's nice to have a day to celebrate a solid quality like independence. Americans by nature and from early existence are driven, independent, strong crusaders. The whole concept behind our foundation is one of setting out to start new and chase a wild idea that others are willing to fight you so much for, they will start a war. There are days we can feel like we fight a war or we can acknowledge our wildest ambitions. Me? I'm trying to stay focused on: success as a loving other half to Hunter; success as a young professional, some days sure I feel like I'm walking backwards in high heels but I know I am dancing on the right track at this time. Sharp turns and curves welcome!; success to be a good person with a heart of gold, a mind of compassion, and a drive that carries me from one goal to the next. And I'm thankful for the ability to live in a world wh...

I mean really. What DO these dogters do all day, every day? You have got to be kidding me. I can't even begin to not throw up a little from this. 3 fools... Meggie

I am having A LOT of fun with this necklace, earrings, and these colors! Too much? Nevaaaaa! Awkwrdddd angle? PS, I also purchased some flowers for my coworker for her baby shower ala this: I was camouflaged y'all! I can't decide if that's a good or great thing. Happy Tuesday! Meggie

Doll is using his birthday gift daily. He even made me one and I most definitely not a smoothie enthusiast. Turns out, I am now. In other airhead news, as I prepared to make my baked macaroni ala pepperoni and spinach, dum dum over here began to whip together sauce in the preferred/only pasta cooking pot she has presently. Um, it would totally help to cook your elbows first so you have said macaroni for said baked deliciousness. My sauce started to come out especially good just as I noticed too. I wasn't about to toss out fabulously churned and blended cheese. When life hands you unboiled pasta, improvise: I met up with an old friend over le weekend. It was absolutely wonderful. We talked, we caught up, and we laughed. It was everything an old friend meetup should be. Oh and we ate delicious deli food. Superb. It was nice to remember times, moments, people, ourselves. It's easy to forget who you were at that time. Not in a bad way, but in the way of y...