I Believe in Pale Ales and Fairytales

The year to come.....

2011-12-10T15:37:00.000-08:00

5 days a week I pour others a drink. It's time for more.

Film:

A Marriage in Texas - Jan to March 2012

Chicken Scratch - Feb 2012

Travel:

Feb 2012 - New York

Early 2013 - Thailand

Read to Succeed

2011-10-10T23:37:00.000-07:00

Success is only 5 easy things away

It's a City and Colour kinda afternoon

2011-09-15T14:20:00.000-07:00

Song of the day

2011-09-04T11:47:00.000-07:00

One and Only - Adele

She is hilarious, and amazingly talented. And she seems to say what I want to better than I ever could.

Lovin' me ain't easy

2011-08-21T01:39:00.000-07:00

Love Quotes

I met a super cool rat today....

2011-07-29T01:56:00.001-07:00

Yo Bella!

I never thought I'd get near one, but Bella stole my heart. She snuggled on my neck, gave me kisses, and then burrowed in my clothes.

In my own words

2011-07-14T01:31:00.001-07:00

It all makes sense....

"A casual approach to love can be the thing that kills it - perhaps that's how they coined the term casualty."

Alaska Recap

2011-07-13T16:33:00.000-07:00

3 Weeks Late... But Worth the Wait

Alaska was amazing. Nuff said. I don't even know where to begin... It was the most beautiful place I have ever seen. I walked amongst moose, bald eagles and bears. I saw more shades of blue and green than I ever thought existed. The sun never set, which made our adventures last that much longer. I caught enough fish to last me months. The marathon, turns out, was one of the duller moments of the trip.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not ignoring the fact that I ran my first marathon, however, I never anticipated just how many memories I would have from the trip. I am editing all the clips into a movie for my family members to see. I will post the link on here when I finish it :)

I knew it!

2011-06-07T13:06:00.000-07:00

It was too good to be true.... they have decided they don't need a PA anymore :-/

wa wa waaaaaa

The Final Stretch

2011-06-07T12:28:00.000-07:00

It's Almost Here!

Team Alaska!

We are officially 11 days away from the marathon... Part of me never thought this day would come! (I typically doubted things around 6am on Saturdays) This Saturday is my last run and it's going to be interesting. It's a short and sweet 6 miles (which sounded like an eternity to me in Feb), and it's the morning after I'll close down Maloney's... I probably won't get home until 4ish from the bar. I'm thinking I'll take a power nap, run, and then crash until 8pm or so.
Oh yeah...
I got a new job at Maloney's Downtown! And Sophie 103.7!! And I'm still at Applebee's! Why am I trying to kill myself? Just reading it as I write makes me want to quit, but I gotta keep truckin'. Sophie is a division of CBS, so it's awesome for my resume, but it won't pay my bills. Maloney's, however, will bring in that cash monay! (I went to the doctor today and the medical form asked me if I had a history of any mental illness... I don't have a history but at this rate I will have a future.) I am parting ways with Mueller College - it was a great experience and I met some remarkable people. It is just time for me to look forward and see what else is out there for me.

My Apologies...
I've been in 50 different directions lately, and I am sorry to those whom I have lost touch with, as well as those I have tortured in my neurotic presence. Some of it will be over soon, some of it will probably remain because that's just how I am. I am so excited to spend a week in Alaska with my mom - it is going to be amazing. Knowing that she will be there cheering me on has helped me train, but it has also helped me see the light at the end of the tunnel through all of this madness. And I really could use some quality mother-daughter time. We leave June 15, and don't have to worry about reality until June 23 (and my bday is a week later :)). Until then, I will read Eat, Pray, Love, (I <3 Elizabeth Gilbert) strum my guitar and dance in my living room to let off my worry and steam. Sometimes I just feel like there is so much in life to experience and I can't stand the thought of missing out. What I am happy to say is by overloading my plate with the marathon, I am finally ~~crossing off~~ that goal of traveling that I made for myself last year.

Random Fact:
I am writing it small because I am still not convinced it's not a prank... if it isn't a prank, I will get to work on set of a documentary about the Titanic this Friday :) It is being filmed by Lone Wolf Productions for NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC. I don't know what I did right or wrong, but I'm excited if this opportunity pans out.

It's all approaching so quickly... I am anxious but excited. Probably more anxious than excited, but I know that will change soon. Thanks again to everyone who has put up with the roller coaster they call Megan. I've been a tall order lately. (Yes, I'm aware, but I couldn't resist)

..:love:..

Where have you been?

2011-04-27T23:12:00.000-07:00

Am I Alive??

Needless to say, writing has been neglected. I've been too busy living life! If you only have 2 minutes, save this read for later. (We both know you will forget and won't come back - and that's cool too. I'm boring. I ramble on a stupid blog with little to no purpose. You'd think I'd write so my family up home could see what I'm up to... but they don't give a crap either.)

First things first...

BIRTHDAYS (and one homecoming visit)

Really parents? Did you all have to reproduce children so close together?...
February alone threw my checking account in the red... but man were those nights awesome. Here is a quick birthday summary:

Got it? Good.

RUNNING

I have been training for the Mayor's Marathon in Alaska... not as crazy as I should be but I'm getting by just fine! The marathon is 52 days away... WOWZA. I'm up to 16 miles!

(I swear that's me in pink... I don't have a fancy team shirt yet!)

As a result, I decided to reward myself and have a little fun. I'm athletic again - so I forced Andy to do the Warrior Dash with me :) We ran for Lisa.

I am oh so tired... and my feet are barely holding up... but it's been a beautiful ride :)

ASIDE FROM THAT....

I still can't play a song a the guitar (boo!) I'm behind on my articles... like REAL behind. Haven't written for the Examiner in over a month (gah!) but I am trying to get back into the swing. I guess with 3 jobs I didn't have much of a life, so when God gave me a window of fun I jumped out and ran to the next county. It's all good - I will be back on track soon. As for the other two jobs, life is life. There have been ups, downs and paychecks. At the end of the day I'm not starving, and at the end of the night I'm not always sober (channeling my inner Hemingway here). My eyes have been opened to some issues, such as the education system (or what's left of it) in America, so don't be surprised if you are subjected to some soapbox articles in the near future.

UPCOMING EVENTS INCLUDE:

Alaska
My Birthday
Summer
Taylor Swift Concert

Other than that, just remember: "Life's tough, but it's tougher when you're stupid." - John Wayne

Stand your ground

2011-03-31T12:38:00.000-07:00

"You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life." - Winston Churchill

In This Moment

2011-01-08T22:36:00.000-08:00

I am….

Enchanted by.... Inspired from.... Humbled by.... Fortunate for.... Enamored with.... Bewildered by.... Blessed with.... Excited about.... Intrigued of.... Ecstatic for.... Challenged by.... Passionate for.... Curious about.... In love with.... This little life of mine.

And I’m going to let it shine.

Smart Cookie

2011-01-06T13:59:00.000-08:00

Wisdom is delicious

Who would have thought I would have such a wise lunch today... Good work Pei Wei!

My New Favorite Thing

2010-12-22T15:51:00.000-08:00

Full of Grace

I've heard of Grace Potter and the Nocturnals... but until last week I hadn't actually heard their music. 'Apologies' came on my Pandora channel, and I fell in love instantly. Her voice made me stop what I was doing. I fell into a trance. It was raspy and sexy - a sound you don't hear anymore (Ke$ha) not to mention the great guitar and tambourine. They use real instruments and have real talent (Ke$ha) - something you don't hear in this age of talentless technology (Ke$ha). I looked up more songs, and now I'm hooked. Whenever I listen to them, I can't help but sing. And then I catch myself dancing - especially to 'Tiny Light' and 'Medicine'. Look em up!

On top the amazing music... Grace rocks some pretty hot minidresses. I'm inspired. Time to show some stems.

(P.S. Keep up the great work Ke$ha... you're a fabulous guilty pleasure after a few drinks.)

Follow Me

2010-12-14T20:12:00.000-08:00

What the Tweet?
The bossman says I should do twitter for work to get the word out there about Mueller events. I created an account to practice on. I'll play around with this one to get the hang of Twitter. Once I get that down I'll have TWO accounts - one more Mueller and one for the Examiner. I'll be a tweeting machine!!!

Follow me!! FilmExaminerMeg

This Week

2010-12-12T23:22:00.000-08:00

So Much Excitement

This week I will:

1. Have a family dinner :)
2. Celebrate Tuesday
3. Watch a great movie
4. Ride a motorcycle
5. Wear an ugLy sweater
6. Run 10 miles
7. See the Nutcracker
8. $$GET PAID$$
9. Buy my Christmas gift to myself (everyone should do the same)
10. Decorate My Christmas Tree

These are just the big planned things. The small unexpected moments in between will only make life more exciting.

A Few Words

2010-12-05T16:39:00.000-08:00

Have a little faith...

"Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be men of courage; be strong. Do everything in love."
1 Corinthians 16:13-14

A Thousand Words

2010-12-04T16:14:00.000-08:00

Sometimes life is so beautiful

It's amazing how a moment like this can make you forget the stress, anger and heartache that bruised so much of your day. Talk about powerful....

My Link

2010-11-18T22:46:00.000-08:00

Write On!

Here is the link to my profile

You can view my articles directly through there, or you can go to the Examiner website and look under the entertainment section. My article has been sent to the editor, so it won't be up yet, but in a day or two :)

Life Moving Forward

2010-11-17T11:41:00.000-08:00

The Pursuit of Happiness...

As some of you already heard, I recently got a job writing for the Examiner, which is local publication. I am SO excited to begin this journey as a film writer. I originally began college as a journalism major, and decided to switch into film because I felt my passion was stronger there. Two months ago, I got an email from good ole Monster.com saying that the Examiner was looking for new people. I thought it would be a fun thing to do, but I had recently taken on a new job at Mueller, and I was still working at Applebee's, so I decided to hold off.

Recently, someone inspired me to go after it... They had no idea at the time, but they are the reason I looked into it again. I realized that the hole that I have felt in my life was the lack of attention I was giving to my true passions. I'm glad I looked into it. They asked for a writing sample, and that sealed the deal for both of us. As I wrote it, I felt alive again. This blog has always been an outlet, but I felt like I finally had a purpose for my words as I wrote the article. It felt amazing.

This is a paid gig, but that term is used lightly. The more traffic my articles get, the more money. I am not doing this for extra income, but for happiness. It will also be a great way to build toward my goal of becoming an established, published writer.

I will be writing my first article tomorrow. Once that is finished, I will send it to MY EDITOR (weird) and after reviewing it, it will be posted! Once that happens I will have the link to my page, so you can view my latest articles.

I am ecstatic.

Here's where I become cliche -- Go after your dreams. Do what makes you happy. It feels amazing.

Something to Think About

2010-11-11T12:08:00.000-08:00

Marriage

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "You are not a man!" That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me, her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "Daddy is holding mommy in his arms!" His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, "Don't tell our son about the divorce." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young anymore. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, "Dad, it's time to carry Mom out." To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, "I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy."

I drove to the office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, "Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore."

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. "Do you have a fever?" she said. I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Jane," I said, "I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart." Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way home, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart."

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

Keep Pushing

2010-11-10T13:56:00.000-08:00

Quote of the day:

Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

Wise Words

2010-10-29T13:48:00.000-07:00

Dad really does know best....

"Things happen for a reason I guess. I don't know why, but they just do."

These words comforted everything that was awful about my day. Even when he thinks he doesn't have an answer, he does. He always knows just what to say.

Thanks Dad.... I love you.

No Day But Today

2010-10-29T12:23:00.000-07:00

"Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Love the ones who don't just because you can. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it. Kiss slowly. Forgive quickly. They never said life would be easy, but it will be worth it."

"Life is short" has become a song from a broken record, but it rings too true. Life really is short - and you should live everyday doing things you love with the people you love. We expect tomorrow to be waiting for us, but one day it won't be.

My heart breaks for my friend Erin and her husband Zach. A week ago today, they welcomed their first little blessing into the world - a boy named Drew. We watched him grow in his mommy's belly (I named him Applebaby... Erin hated it :) ). There were some complications, but he was doing okay and we couldn't wait for him to heal so we could meet him. On Wednesday, things digressed, and Erin and Zach held their little boy for the first and last time.

I can't fathom going through this. I am amazed by them for dealing with it as gracefully as they have. All of us at work admire them for their strength. I am truly humbled. We learned how fragile life truly is, and for us who are healthy and able, we should live life to the best of our abilities.

Please keep the Griffiths in your prayers. We love you Erin and Zach.

Another Delicious Dish

2010-10-25T19:09:00.000-07:00

Red Light, Green Light....

Our eager taste buds made cooking this meal seem like an eternity. It smelled delicious the second the food hit the pans. As we cooked, we were serenaded by the musical genius known as T.Swift. She was the missing ingredient that helped make the meal all that it was.

Without further adieu, we give you chicken picatta, rice and veggies:

Good food, good wine, good friends, GOODNIGHT.

Updates and My Small Hiccup...

2010-09-24T11:30:00.000-07:00

Still cooking with another goal added to the list

I have been cooking like crazy and I am loving every moment of it... so many good flavors and aromas have emerged from my kitchen thanks to my sharp cutlery and curious taste buds. I think in a few weeks I might even venture into the baking world - anyone that knows me that I don't eat sweets, so prepare to possibly take on lots of pastries shortly.

I have also been learning how to play the guitar, which has been a goal of mine for years. I decided to actually go for it; it's time to learn. Once a week, I meet with Miles, a local music student. He is very patient with me, which is saying a lot. My skills are minimal - my talking is anything but.

*My goal will be considered "achieved" when I can play one of my favorite songs by none other than Miss T. Swift!

And now for the hiccup.....

Running has gone great thus far - I am up to almost 4 miles easily. As my favorite math teacher used to say, "It's as easy as pie, no?" I run 2-3 times a week, switching the scenery up between the beach and North Park. Ashley and I always make sure to carb up afterwards with lunch too, which is necessary, and all we talk about during the run.

I have actually become pretty addicted to running. I think about it all the time. I get the urge to run constantly. It's turning into an obsession. I'm not sure if it is finding out what I am capable of, or the freedom I feel when I run that I love so much, but it something I think about from the moment I wake until I lay back down at night.

Unfortunately, I have to sit and think about running for a while. Just sit. I hurt my toe; it's a pathetic injury. I had to park in unknown territory the other night. While walking to my apartment, I kicked a stump or something hard. It hurt immediately, but I just figured it was just the initial shock and the pain would subside quickly. I figured I was in trouble when the pain started to progress with each step. Naturally I was almost 2 blocks from my apartment, and walking on the dimmest lit street in North Park.

Two days later I can almost get it to bend. It has a slight bruise... it isn't much to look at. It's not even worth posting a picture of (besides, I don't want my feet to spark that foot fetish you have been fighting off) Looking at it you would call me a wuss, and that is justified. But it doesn't bend, and putting pressure on it is the least desirable thing I can think of today. I am not happy. It's a toe! How can it affect so much?

Side note: I work on my feet. I basically power walk for a living. Work has been a hoot.

I hope to literally be up and running within the next few days. Wine tasting with Cory, Jon and Ashley is Saturday. I plan on wearing heels.

Beauty is pain, pain is beauty.

Achievement Addict
As for my other original 10 goals, it feels great to say that I have checked almost every one off. The only remaining one is to travel. It's a little too pricey of a goal for me at the moment. I read "Outliers" by Malcom Gladwell, and it was great. I swam in the ocean -- it was freezing. I hiked Torrey Pines and it was gorgeous. I have seen my family, and watched my best friend become Mrs. Santiago. I have been to a few great concerts, and I can confidently say I have a grownup job. I have been writing a lot more, mostly on here, and have been presented an opportunity to write for a local publication, which I think I will go for. It wouldn't be for the money, because I will make close to nothing -- it will be a little snack to feed my passion a bit more.

P.S. Happy Fall! My favorite time of year has come back around yet again. Couldn't be happier.

Remembering...

2010-09-11T10:55:00.000-07:00

People seem to have forgotten what happened today.

9 years ago, innocent lives were lost. When they woke up that morning, they expected a day just like any other. They brewed their coffee and made their beds. They boarded planes with their luggage and newspapers. Some looked forward to their second date later that night, while others promised their kids they would be at their baseball game after work. Little did they know that in a few short hours, the world's eyes would be on them. Some would be filled with sadness, others anger or confusion. Some would be happy - and that's what people seem to forget.

9 years ago today, we were attacked.

I don't like looking at that picture, but the truth isn't always pretty. I planned on posting an "In Memory of.." post, and then I went on Facebook. It's a social networking site, I am aware of that, but I was astounded by how many people had already updated their statuses and farmed their virtual farms (something I still don't get), and only two people remembered what happened today. It's not a matter of what side you're on. It's about your country, and the people that were killed because they were American. That's why they were killed - no other reason. They were killed for being American. That's it. Everyone fights for equality. Rest assured... white or black, man or woman, gay or straight, rich or poor, the terrorists viewed you as an American, and you were all equally their target. It could have been you or me... we just happened to be fortunate enough to be at a better place that day.

People didn't (and still don't) see eye to eye on what happened that day, or what America should do afterwards. I'm not going to get into that. I was raised by a veteran; I'll let you guess what I thought should happen. There are conspiracy theories and all of that. I'll leave those alone as well. The only thing that can be agreed on is that innocent Americans were killed.

Take 30 seconds today to remember. Remember the police officers, fire fighters, and others who ran into buildings that they knew were crumbling. Remember the people who were stuck beneath the destruction. Remember the lost friends, siblings, spouses, parents and grandparents - and remember the people that have been left to go through life without them. Remember the people who signed away their freedom in order for us to keep ours. Some made it home alive, some didn't, and others are still standing guard.

Please, for one day, lower your picket signs, take off your "political" shirts, and remember what happened today.

Here's some music for American hearts.

Cooking Queens

2010-09-02T21:15:00.000-07:00

Goal #7 - CHECK

Every Thursday Katie and I walk to North Park's Farmer's Market and cook dinner with our fresh local produce :)

Tonight on the menu was chicken marsala over pasta with a side of roasted asparagus. Our tummies are full and we are happy. Too bad there aren't any leftovers for Kiley!

You know you want to hire us

Goal #11 - Become a Running Machine

2010-08-30T10:48:00.000-07:00

I feel out of shape. I am in need of a challenge. Solution?

Run a half marathon! (a full marathon would result in hospitalization)

Ashley and I are going to start training next week. Our first goal is to run a 5K soonish, with the ending goal of a half marathon.

Can I do it? Doesn't matter.... I have to. It's a goal. Gotta make it happen :)

Young Love

2010-08-27T21:17:00.000-07:00

I just came across this photo -- it was a photo shoot I did for a designer that made awesome pillows (Check out Pillows by Danielle). Christina McNeill was the photographer, and a great one at that. She has beautiful work and is amazing to work with. I wanted to share the picture... It's happy. It's pure. It's innocent. It's young love.

Some days it's nice to see love (although this was staged). Society has twisted the idea of love with shows like The Bachelor and other trash that I don't want to waste finger tapping to mention. Love is precious, rare, and personal. Finding that one whom you can connect with is not something that should be taken for granted, rather it should be cherished.

I hope this photo could put a warm, fuzzy spot into even the most cynical of hearts.

Life is about to get great....

2010-08-10T15:48:00.000-07:00

I found an apartment
I'm North Park Bound. It's too much money and space for just Kiley and I -- so obviously it's a perfect fit. I can't wait to move in (however, I can wait to pack the boxes)

I'm making my movie
One thing I have learned from the business world is to make myself look bigger than I am. It worked. I got emails. I decided to not consult anyone on my new project. Before I jump forward with changes, I always ask at least one person for their opinion, whether it be the idea, the approach, or if I'm just flat our crazy and irrational -- not this time......

Look for the kickstarter fundraising page. It isn't up yet; we are working on budget. I'll send out a notice when I have the page started. If you can, spare a dollar or five :)

That's all folks!
Thanks to all 3 sets of eyes that might read this post.... you are appreciated!

Goal #1 - A real job

2010-07-23T16:14:00.000-07:00

I can't quite cross this one off, but I am happy to report that I have found some great opportunities with fantastic potential :) Applebee's is still a big portion of my life, but there is so much in store for me in the coming months! A salary IS in my near future.

Goal #5 - Visit the Fam - CHECK

2010-06-13T10:18:00.000-07:00

Big Brother's Big Day
Congrats Broha!!
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

Goal #10 - CHECK

2010-06-07T16:13:00.000-07:00

I went to the Lady Antebellum and Tim McGraw concert with some Applebuddies. The view from the lawn was awful, but it was still a great night out with everyone.

The best Applebuddies I could ask for

Some people can't handle concerts....

Now What?

2010-05-30T11:14:00.000-07:00

I Graduated!

With my new spare time I have compiled a checklist of things I want to do. I no longer have to study, read, or watch anything that I don't want to (for the most part). When I check one of the list, you will see it on here!

Post College Checklist:

GET A REAL JOB (sorry Applebee's)
Read a good book
Go on a hike
Write like no one is reading
Visit the family <3
Swim in the ocean
Cook cook cook
Be the best bridesmaid the world has ever seen (July 31st!)
Travel to real places, NOT Vegas
Go to a concert

New goals to come... and hopefully a few of the older ones will have been checked off.

End of the Song, But Not the Performance

2009-11-16T21:06:00.000-08:00

The leaves are turning colors, and the smell of savory beer-basted turkeys will soon deliciously pollute the newly crisp air. I have yelled and cheered at my television for 10 Sundays, and the Super Bowl bets are being set. Whispers of Black Friday, aka The Fall Olympics, have entered the Universe. This has been, and always will be, my favorite time of the year.

This year's fall releases a new vibe. While I am saving money for Christmas gifts and making holiday plans as usual, I am also saving and planning for a bigger journey. In 6 months I will no longer be a student. Midterms will cease to haunt my Octobers and Marches. My money will go towards expensive, cute shoes instead of wordy, heavy and overbearing textbooks. Night class will be replaced with nightlife.

I am excited to enter what most call the 'real world', but I am also hesitant. I have to be a big kid. An adult. An independent. A survivor. While the intimidation of true responsibility is beginning to sit heavily on my shoulders, I also worry that I did not do enough during my college years. Did I learn enough? Did I have enough fun? Will I regret anything?

Soon I cannot depend on test scores to reassure that I know a thing or two. I will not have the satisfaction of receiving a good grade for my hard work, and life won't be divided into semesters. I will have to endure long, stressful hours. Tums will be inhaled like candy. My mistakes from the day will trickle into the few dreams I will be able to have during my four hours of sleep that night.

When I think about all that lies ahead, only one thing comes to mind:

BRING IT ON

Another Reason to Dislike Kanye....

2009-09-13T19:38:00.000-07:00

Are you for real? Talk about a gentleman. I don't even know what to say....

Get over yourself Kanye, seriously.

Too Many Bundles of Joy

2009-08-25T20:19:00.001-07:00

I just glanced at CNN's top stories, and one of them was a story about quints and quads in the same classroom. ENOUGH with the multiples and big families already!

Television seems to thriving on the multiples and big family stories like they are something new. There's the Duggar's, and who can avoid Jon and Kate Plus 8. Both families are unusual with their abundant amount of little ones running around. Has anyone heard of Mormons? Or traditional Catholics? They have been overproducing for YEARS!

I applaud the mother of multiples and big families who juggle so much - my two young nephews definitely dish out more than I can handle. Although these supermoms inspire so many other women who really don't have it that bad with their 3 children, they also cause women to sit on their butts and watch other mom's do a good job. Go read a book with your child? Moms need breaks too - I get that. But why spend your mom break watching other moms?

The Return of Brett... Again

2009-08-19T22:06:00.000-07:00

We all thought last year was it. I believed him when he said he was retiring. I am not angry that Brett Favre is back in the game - I love watching him. I just wish he'd make up his freaking mind! For the past 3 seasons, I have choked up as Brett sauntered off the field, helmet in hand, waving with that tight-lipped grin he always has on his face, for the "last time".

He is the reason I fell in love with football; well that and the uniforms, but that came around my teenage years, when I was beginning to fully appreciate the male form. I can't remember football without Brett. He hypnotized me into loving green and gold. I wore cheese on my head - for him! Need I disclose the colors of my wedding? I know nothing but the colors.

I am happy to see him back in my life. I will not become a Vikings fan because of it, but I will watch their games just so I can see his pepper grey hair for one more season. Is it the last? I am telling myself yes. Not because I want it to be over, and not because I want to cry, but because I want to watch whole-heartedly. I am going to watch as if he were dying.

Mermaids are REAL?!

2009-08-17T21:40:00.000-07:00

As a young girl, (and secretly to this day) I dreamt of becoming a mermaid. A swimming beauty with flowing hair and a glistening tail waving behind me as I swam through the the ocean was always what I aspired to be. I wanted the pretty starfish in my hair, and a seashell bikini top. Ariel's cave filled with all the wonders she found in the ocean fascinated me, and I wanted her life. Daryl Hannah only fed my obsession, and I watched Splash daily. I was convinced it was possible to become a mermaid. I often locked my legs together to swim like a mermaid while in the pool, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I thought if I did it enough, they'd get stuck that way, and I'd become a real-life mermaid. Dare to dream... it could happen.

I came across something that made me beyond excited. To most people, it sounds like a load of BS. To me, it's a reason to book a ticket to Kiryat Yam, Israel tomorrow. I don't even need the million dollars. I just want to say I swam with a mermaid. Maybe she will kiss or bite me, so I finally become one! Yes.... I'm serious.

Mermaids exist!!

Test 1...2...

2009-07-30T20:42:00.000-07:00

Hello?

Thanks to the beautiful Salvadoran that is Catherine Riley, I have a blog. Just like the good old days when she made me my Myspace, I am once again up to date in the world of cyber communications. It will be interesting to see how this all goes. I am not sure how to use this, or what to post. Be patient :)

I found a video today that I kind of am in love with. Keep an eye out for this girl... she's going to make it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Dzk0vzsSY8

Here's to hoping you have a great day!