Thursday, April 28, 2005

Teenage Fashion

Ok, I need some help. I have a niece who is 14. I want to give her some fashion ideas that do NOT include tiny shirts and skirts. Right now she is a little overweight and VERY sensitive about it. I want to help her come up with some outfits that will be stylish without buying tons of new clothes. I'm willing to combine my wardrobe with hers if needed, but I need some ideas! I'm hoping you dear readers can help, in conjunction with my feeble attempts at searches online.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005


Ever seen a day-old porcupine????

This just might be the cutest thing I've seen in a dog's age! It was taken yesterday at the National zoo in Washington.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

I support our troops

There are so many people upset about the US presence in the middle east... I am not going to get political, I swear. I just want to say this: the president wants our troops there, so they are there. They don't have a choice. I support them. They are not sitting here in the states bitching about George W, they're doing their job.

I pray for those sons and daughters, wives and husbands, mothers and fathers... the ones overseas, and the ones scared to death here at home. To all the US soldiers deployed at this moment, thank you. Please keep yourselves safe, and come home soon. We love you. (((((((Laura)))))) hurry home.

ENOUGH with the rain!

I can cope with my moods when it rains for a week straight. I swear I can. But my husband loses hours at work when it rains. Don't get me started about the snow... we're just now starting to get out from under the bills that piled up over the winter, and now he's missing at least 8 hours a week. That's a minimum of $100 a week right now... GRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!

I know that God will never present me with more than I can handle... but sheesh, She's really helping me become stronger. Everything happens for a reason... I'm kinda scared to find out what this financial difficulty is preparing me to handle. Hopefully it's a financial windfall of sorts :)

YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I was just given some nice dressy clothes by my friend, Janessa. I tried them all on today. I about fell over with surprise: I can (easily, with no holding my breath) fit into the four size 4 petite pairs of pants she gave me! Before you say, "big whoop," understand that this time last year I wore a size 10...

Today's question: How do you get a teenager to realize that it doesn't matter what the people in his or her high school think? More often than not, you won't be friends with them in 5 years anyway...

Monday, April 25, 2005


Have you ever learned or heard anything about Quantum Physics? Rent the movie "What the bleep do we know?" It's an intro to quantum mechanics for the layperson. This movie was so intriguing, I watched it three times in two days.

Allow me to ramble a bit on what I understand about quantum mechanics. Have you ever noticed that when new models of vehicles are released, as soon as you see one on the road, they're EVERYWHERE? This, my friend, is a prime example of quantum mechanics (q.m.). Your eye sees the cars, but until your mind knows what they are, your brain cannot process the information. Our eyes take in such a wealth of information each day. Our eyes are seeing way more than our minds are processing. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

More to come...

Sunday, April 24, 2005


Why is it that when I'm faced with a "parent" situation, I'm at a loss? I have a niece who is 14. I was 14 once. I had a lot of the same important issues as she does. I want to help her. To give advice, to tell her about when I went through the same things. But I know that when I was going through them, the last thing I wanted was for some adult to tell me that they know what I'm going through. My goodness, is this what my parents dealt with when I was a teenager?

I feel like I can be the "friend" in the situation... but I'm afraid of walking on her dad or grandmother's toes. Not to mention walking on her uncle's toes. I don't know what to do. I want to help her. I feel like maybe she would talk to me, but I don't want her immediate (read: blood family) family to resent me for interfering in something that I shouldn't, having only been a part of the family for a year and a half. This girl is amazing, and needs to be encouraged about being amazing. She's made some bad choices, and I just think someone needs to talk to her about the choices she's making and where they will lead her...

Friday, April 22, 2005

I Hate Rainy Days

So I get up thinking it is around sunrise, judging by the quality of natural light peeking through the blinds this morning. As soon as I am completely free of the blankets, I realize: Toledo weather has struck again. It was 80 degrees and sunny as could be two days ago. Today, it is not even 50 outside, and we have a lovely storm front rolling over the entire state. I see the radar, and my mood sinks. Then I look at the forecast. They're predicting snow for the weekend. You have GOT to be kidding me! I've got seasonal-affective mood disorder, so you can imagine how great I was feeling when I thought it was finally spring. Now I'm fighting to stay in the "spring happy mood" and I'll tell you, it's not easy when you look outside and all you see is gray. (It doesn't help that I live right on a main road and all I see out my windows is businesses) I wish I could put a flower box outside the window next to my computer.

Monday, April 18, 2005

Growing Up

I am starting to notice signs that I'm an adult (at 28, you'd think I'd grown up already). All of a sudden, I realize that I am not a kid anymore... and I don't like it. My dad has gone overseas for work. I asked my mom to have him let me know that he made it safely to his destination. This is something that my grandmother always had him do. I don't know that I was necessarily afraid of a plane crash: I've flown over the same ocean myself. I'm not afraid to fly, and I know that it is safer to travel by air than by car. But all of a sudden, I am a worrier. My dad says he'll never grow up... I'm going to have to try harder not to grow up too much myself. Life's too short to take things too seriously.

Sunday, April 17, 2005

My eyes won't even focus

Here it is early on a Sunday morning, and I haven't been up long enough for my eyes to focus completely. This is a new phenomenon for me. I have worn glasses/ contacts for twenty years. In the past year, I have noticed that when I get up in the morning and put on my glasses, it takes about half an hour for my eyes to be able to focus completely. And trust me: if you are dependent on corrective lenses to see, 30 minutes of them not helping can be very disconcerting.

It's race day again. Our neighbor has shown up with a cappucino for me (yay!), and my day is getting off to a much better start. Caffeine+ sugar= one silly Megan. It's going to be a beautiful day: it's already almost 60 outside, but it looks a little overcast. Hopefully the sun will burn the haze away before too long.

I recently watched a movie called "What the bleep do we know." This movie really piqued my interest. It is sort of a layman's introduction to Quantum Physics. I was so intrigued by this movie, I've decided that I need to learn more about this subject. Raise your eyebrows if you like, but I really want to learn more. The possibilities of what could be... Watch the movie! Keep an open mind. As I learn, I'll post my thoughts on the subject. For anyone who knows a little about Quantum Mechanics, here's a question: has anyone thought to approach the assassination of John F Kennedy through Quantum Physics? That could explain the magic bullet.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

Saturday morning...

So it's Saturday morning, and I've decided to play around some more with this newfangled internet stuff. I'm creating a website as well as this blog. It makes me think about a conversation I had with my relatives last weekend.

Why is it that grandchildren rarely learn about their grandparents' lives until its too late? My grandparents were incredible people. They were two of the kindest, most giving people in the world. I know this because I knew them my whole life. What I didn't know was that my grandfather had his hand in creating ASTM testing procedures for coal mining. My grandmother volunteered to teach adults how to read... and there is so much about them that I don't know! It made me think, if I don't learn about their lives, I can't tell my children about them one day. And if my children don't know anything about my grandparents, then all the wonderful things that they did in their lives will just fade away.

Tell your children all the awesome things you know about your parents. And if you can, ask your parents to tell you all about themselves: what were their lives like before they had you? Share all the funny things you remember about your childhood. "Is it a fish? NO! Is it a fish? NO! Shut up Andrew!" "Dad, it's raining!" "Rubby rubby rubby, pretty red dog"

These are the things you remember fondly. Don't keep them to yourself, you might find your kids will find them hilarious. Or they might think you're weird.

Friday, April 15, 2005

Need a laugh?

So I have some "funnies" to share. I will continue to add to these as I encounter them.

  • A friend of ours has a 5-year-old daughter who likes to watch the movie "The Lord of the Onion Rings"
  • I was playing a game online when a woman typed this into chat: " I'll brb... my son just filled his bellybutton with chocolate"

Can this really be this easy?

So I'm new to this.... I can remember learning about chatting online 10 years ago when it was the new fad, so bear with me. I have been sitting here listening to Headline News for hours, and don't feel like I really learned about what's going on in the world.

I never realized how hard it was going to be to find a job once I had a college degree. I have been looking since last fall, and it's getting frustrating. Everyone wants to hire someone with experience in an office setting. But HOW the h*** am I supposed to get experience if they won't hire me?!?!?!?! When I started, there was a high demand for CAD Operators/Drafters. Now it seems that my chosen field has filled up without me!