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Zombie Dreams, Steroids, & NieNie (My Life: This Instant)

April 12, 2012

I’ve never fully appreciated steroids.

At least, not before now.

‘Cause now?

I know that steroids are amazing.

(Equal, truly, to cheese and David Hyde Pierce and maybe even zombies.)

(Yes, steroids are that good.)

I’ve been given newly first-hand knowledge of steroids due to a recent bout with mono.

Which has also introduced me to waiting rooms and blood tests and exhaustion.

But I chose to focus on the steroids.

Barry Bonds?

I forgive you now.

For I have felt the lure.

Finally, our love can begin the long journey to healing.

If you’re ready, that is.

(Come find me.)

(I’ll probably be napping.)

Did you know mono makes your throat hurt?

‘Cause I totally hadn’t.

Which makes me think society is too focused on the saliva-exposure angle and not informative enough about the actual side effects.

(A common societal fault.)

There are diet upsides.

(Hello, love.)

(You’re so very delicious.)

(Even Barry can’t come between us.)

Have you noticed my makeover?

Yes, there is a new April header.

For some reason, the January one felt as though it’d run its course.

Plus, I hadn’t showcased an unattractive photo of me eating an Oreo.

And that just couldn’t continue a moment longer.

(I have my lack of pride.)

Yet despite my ice cream and steroids, the highlight of my week has been getting Nie’s book.

If you don’t know, NieNie is the only blogger my mom knows by name, simply by having Skye and me talk about her constantly.

And if that isn’t a special bond, I don’t know what is.

(Except, of course, for Barry.)

I bet this post had far more baseball references than expected

What can I say

I like to keep you on your toes,

Megan

~~~~~

Equally Awkward Reads

* Why I’m Grateful to Mormon Mommy Blogs

* Recipes from Nie

* NieNie

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Project Life, Week Four

April 10, 2012

Pirate birthday dinners are quite the thing amongst cool kids these days.

At least, they are amongst people who still use the phrase “cool kids.”

(That’s everyone, right?)

(Whew.)

So when putting together my fourth week of Project Life, January 23-29, I knew I’d have a huge focus on Lindsey’s pirate-themed birthday bash.

(Why, yes, I am still in January.)

(I am aware it’s now April.)

(But I do appreciate the reminder.)

It’s strange, making my Project Life pages now, to still be making journaling cards for Movie Mondays.

But that’s probably just because I have yet to scrapbook my Grandma moving back to St. Louis.

(Oh, February, you’re both far behind me and yet still to come.)

(You’re like the big bad wolf in the woods.)

(Assuming my life is mimicking a fairy tale.)

(Though not one about pirates.)

(Unfortunately.)

I’d say my use of so many tiny square photos was based on some sort of agenda, but really, I still haven’t quite mastered the intellectual understanding that half of 4×6 is 3×4 and so on.

(Like much of life, scrapbooking is tough on the stupid.)

(We do suffer so.)

In a strong lesson on why not to write out journaling before first texting friends, please see my above Harry Potter Clue card.

Apparently, nobody but me remembers their character from that night.

(I was just as shocked as all of you.)

At least, Lindsey and my mom don’t remember.

Skye doesn’t have an iPhone and I don’t have unlimited texting, so we’ll never know.

Unless I remember to ask her in person.

Or in email.

Or over the phone.

So, probably we’ll never know.

I decided not to use pirate patterned paper because it seemed too tacky and obvious.

No, sorry, that’s a lie.

I’m not easily swayed by tackiness.

Yet apparently I also don’t own pirate patterned paper.

Michaels, you have failed me.

It wasn’t until this exact instant that I remembered I wrote “birate” instead of “pirate” on my journaling card and decided it was going to look messy when fixed so I’d come back to it later.

(I didn’t come back to it later.)

(Oops.)

Lindsey, starting what I hope will be a friend-group trend, made a slap bet with me the night of her party.

This idea, completely stolen from How I Met Your Mother, is that we’ve made a bet and whoever wins gets to slap the loser.

There is, as it turns out, a video of the evolution of said bet, but that’s another post.

(And another couple of hours remembering how to work iMovie.)

Hiding the original copy of the bet behind a journaling card with a handy pull-tab is by far the fanciest I’ve gotten with my Project Life album.

(Fancy has all kinds of meanings, apparently.)

But don’t think pirates were the only exciting part of the week.

No, there was also swingset fun.

Widely regarded as some of the best fun around.

Finally, Abraham Lincoln once again appeared on my Project Life pages, this time with a bit of framing.

And I’m resisting a pun here because I’m classy

Apparently,

Megan

~~~~~

Equally Awkward Reads

* Project Life, Week Two

* My Awkward Project Life

* My Project Life Scrapbooking Station

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Ask Megan (Or I Answer Your Magical Questions)

April 5, 2012

This is a globe, but let's just pretend it's a crystal ball.

I can predict the future.

At least, I can when provided with a magic necklace.

A few weeks ago, when I shared my necklace secret with all of you, some awesome readers provided important queries for said predictions.

Sadly, I’m now without a necklace.

(I’d have to go upstairs to grab one, and, well, that just seems like a bit too much effort.)

So I guess I’ll have to answer a few of your questions with any of the magic I can find within myself.

(I make no promises cheese won’t make a surprise appearance.)

Vince asked if he should buy a cast-iron 20cm skillet but enameled.

I admit, I have absolutely no idea what that means.

However, I do advocate buying candlesticks.

You never know when there’s going to be a blackout.

Or a Halloween party.

(Those things sneak up on you faster than expected.)

DomesticatedGal asked if her kids would survive childhood if they didn’t let her take a nap.

They’ll be fine.

But there’s a 37% chance you’ll have to enter a sleep study program.

(It’ll be worth it.)

Juliette suggested I confirm that sticky notes are always to be purchased, as they’re the key to happiness.

She is so very right.

Sticky notes, I’m so sorry for my waffling.

I love you.

And I always will.

Jennifer asked whether she could walk in high heels without looking like a duck.

Oh, Jennifer, if society didn’t want us to look like ducks, ballet flats would never go out of style.

Kimberly asked a question regarding Snooki’s baby’s complexion.

I, sadly, have no knowledge of such things.

But Jersey Shore was recently added to Netflix, so if my 26 Goals keep rolling along, I might soon have the answer.

(Fingers crossed.)

Mindee asked if my friends shall continue to succumb to my crazily awkward suggestions.

Yes.

I tricked them into following me long ago.

And mind control like that, well, it doesn’t come undone easily.

(That’s what I was promised, at least.)

Kelley didn’t ask a question so much as raise concerns over dairy farmers’ inevitable government overthrow.

I share her concern.

Though remain mostly concerned over evil Canadians.

(They’re watching.)

(And waiting.)

(Brace yourselves.)

SpilledInkGuy queried whether the necklace is too much with the earrings.

Only if you add a matching bracelet.

It hits against tables far too much anyway.

Nerdy Redneck Rob asked whether Disney ripped off my image for the girl in the Lorax.

No.

However, I have a pretty strong case for Sully in Monsters, Inc.

(Come on, you all see the resemblance.)

Nami asked if a zombie ate a vampire, would it become a zompire?

This might require further study.

Zompires: Myth or Our Future?

I see the night course taking shape already.

2GirlsonaBench wondered if there’ll ever be good no fat chips.

No.

Life just isn’t that good.

And neither is diet food.

Given my newly discovered gift for future predictions, it only seems right to open the floor to any and all queries.

So feel free to email any questions to megan@bestoffates.com or jot them down in the comments section.

Or, if this post was terribly boring or you doubt my true abilities, feel free to respond with icy silence.

We’ll both know what that means.

(Unless it means your heat has broken, in which case, I’m terribly sorry.)

This should not be confused with an advice column

as I have absolutely no talents or knowledge

Unless you need David Hyde Pierce advice

Then I’m your gal,

Megan

~~~~~

Equally Awkward Reads

* Questions to ask the Future

* David Hyde Pierce Loves Brains

* 5 Inescapable Dollar Store Finds

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