Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Things You Weren't Wondering

I stole this from Brianne.

What would a mirror opposite of yourself be like?

Tall, quiet, super serious about everything..
Essentially, I'd be the me 25 year old Megan thought I was going to be at this age.
So glad that didn't pan out.

Which of your scars has the best story behind it?

The one on my forehead just inside my hairline... from where our Brazilian exchange student that we hosted when I was in the 6th grade hit me in the head with a rake while he was doing Judo moves because he thought I wouldn't step up and I was fearless, so I did.

It hurt, so I put my hand to my head and ran away.  At which point Doug started chasing me up the yard and I screamed at him to quit chasing me and he was yelling at me to stop.  Almost as I got back to the house, I saw a parent (I think Teh Mom) standing at the corner of the house, having just ran outside because she could hear the commotion.  At this point, Doug caught up to me, pulled my hand away from my face and showed me that I was bleeding.. profusely.  At which point, the parent, which it had definitely been Teh Mom, went into emergency mode and was like, TO THE ER YOU GO!  While Teh Dad was like, she'll be fine.  (My parents have always been complete opposites about what warrants a doctor visit).  Teh Mom was insistent because she knew I'd end up with a huge scar if I didn't have it stitched up.

Teh Dad ended up taking me to the emergency room and I got to get 2 stitches in my head with a fish hook (ok, that's not really what it's called, but that's what it looked like) and I got booties for my shoes (which I thought were super cool) and a large bowl to "flush" the wound with (which we kept for years and years because it was a great bowl for soaking laundry) and I got my first wheelchair ride because they wouldn't let me walk to the car.

Teh Dad did win the argument about going back to the doctor to have the stitches taken out.  He ended up cutting them out himself.

The worst part about the whole thing was that they had to cut the hair near the area and it was short for so long and would always get in my eyes/face.  Ugh.  But now I have a super cool scar.  It's almost like Harry Potter's lightning bolt.

What's the title of the current chapter in your life?

Can I Decide Another Day: What am I Forgetting?

What's the hardest lesson you've learned?

When to keep my mouth shut.  Often, if I hadn't said anything at all, things would have resolved themselves much quicker and with better results.

What mistake do you keep making over and over?

Coming home with the belief that Pax and Meri have been good and nothing has been eaten/destroyed.

What do people think is weird about you?


When people look at you, what do you think they see/think?

Strong, independent woman.

What have you created that you are most proud of?

 Teh Ville.

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Weekend Review {3/19}


Since there was no school, I went to work in the AM.  I met Teh Running Bestie and Teh Chief Smartass for lunch and then we went to Waterfront Memorial Park to walk the pier and then walk to the top of the bridge.  Turns out, Teh German was right that there is a path from the pier parking to the bridge.  That's always the worst.  Him being right, not that there was a shortcut.

Check out this awesome shirt that Teh Running Bestie got me!
It says, "Very Hangry Caterpillar"
She gets me.

Mandatory Bridge Selfies!

After we got home, I fought the desire to nap and instead we headed outside to defuzz Meri.  It was a painful process that took 2 peanut butter kongs, a lot of persistence, and an assistant (Teh Running Bestie).  Again, I nicked Meri's ear, so I'm officially hanging up my clipper and Meri will be going to the groomer from here out.  Before her haircut, she just looked homeless.  Afterwards, she looked homeless and like she'd been living on the streets with mange, scuffling with the other strays.

Lionhead Meri.... LOOOOOOOL

After Meri's haircut, I carried her upstairs and we took a shower, which added insult to injury (literally, with the ear thing).  Because her hair had been so fine, it had been difficult to cut and it was everywhere and I figured a shower for both of us was the easiest way to remedy that situation. 

After the torture session was over, the beasts were fed and the humans headed to watch the Stingrays play.

Sadly, we lost, but we only lost by 1 point, as compared to the 4 points we'd lost by the prior night.  The game was super physical, and Pax Romana is what I go for.

After the game, we headed home and hung out and eventually went to bed.


Saturday we didn't have any plans until the evening, so we decided to go to Sesame for lunch and then check out the H.L Hunley, which Teh German and I had never been to (it was on our "last resort of things to do" list).  It was actually pretty interesting and I've decided I need to go full circle in my life and be a museum docent when I get older.  I want to be as awesome as our tour guide.  This is full circle since my first job was as a tour guide for a historical home.

The sub was recovered in the 90s and is being conserved and researched in Charleston.

Brenda spoke slowly and with a Southern drawl that I know so well.
I can see growing up to be like her.

Teh German has finally just come to grips with always taking a picture at these with me/us.

This is a mock of the inside of the sub.  It actually had to be "rowed", which is what my feet are on.

After the tour, we came back home and Teh Running Bestie and I took her beasts to Pet Supplies Plus to have their toes cut off (toenails cut).  After practically maiming myself to ensure one of the 4 dogs didn't escape, they wouldn't cut the toenails because we didn't have the rabies certificates.  The tags wouldn't do.  I was so unbearably pissed.  When we got home, I iced my head for no less than 30 minutes and hoped the nauseous feeling would go away sooner rather than later.  I'm pretty sure I was concussed.

Originally we were going to make dinner, but no one was hungry, so instead we had a snack and then some of Teh Cool Kids came over for some Cards Against Humanity.

Coincidental for Preggers Dental Hygienst to have to read this card.
But we made sure to give her good options.
PS.  Loading from a previous save was my contribution. 
Apparently, I was too nerdy for everyone else.

Enough adult chocolate milk later, my head was feeling ok, the nausea had mostly passed, and I didn't lose CAH.  The world was right.


Sunday morning, Teh Running Bestie and I got our asses out of bed and went on a run.  We had talked about running the bridge, but it is ok that we didn't.  After finishing up 2.3 miles, we arrived home and stretched and showered.

We had reservations at Hall's for the Gospel Brunch with the Cool Kids from game night.  We made these reservations in January when Teh Running Bestie was in Charleston last.  I don't know what kind of crack was on the bacon, but if I could just get a lifetime supply fo free, plskthx.

Tiny Tabasco!

Daintily applying his hot sauce.

Perfect spring day.

Palmetto State.

After we got home, Teh Running Bestie and Teh Chief Smartass headed back north.  Teh German went riding with some of the Biker Gang.  I stayed home and played games on my phone (thanks Microsoft for your Cards Suite which has eaten up my life) and took a nap.  Eventually, I got up and started to start doing homework (yep, that's a thing) and got derailed by cleaning up my office.  After the office was sufficiently organized, I sat down to do some homework.  Fortunately, it didn't take that long. 

We were still pretty full from brunch, so we snacked on leftovers in the fridge for dinner and watched a few episodes of Vikings before calling it a night.

^^look at these cute beasties.  /swoon


And now I'm back to the school/work grind.  It's been rainy, so I've been the lone splash of color, puddle splashin' in my rainboots around campus.  #likeaboss

This week holds:
-A calculus test
-No class on Friday (thank you, sweet baby Jesus).
-Gettin' my hairs (re)did on Friday.
-i5k on Thurs evening.  I'm dressing up as Superhero Stitch because comic book characters ain't got shit on Disney superheros (although all the Marvel super heroes are actually Disney heroes now).

It's the Citadel's 175th birthday this week, and they are having some special events on Friday/Saturday and I think I'm going to go be a supportive student and attend the events on Saturday.  If it's not raining, it seems like a solid reason to take Bagheera out.  She's in need of attention.

Also, I'm testing out Google Keep (which I had never heard of until I tried to sync my tasks to my phone Google Calendar unsuccessfully) and I'll get back to you on this.  I haven't decided yet if I like it or not.

I'm powering through some audiobooks like a MF-ing BOSS this week.  This is what happens when your audiobooks are less than 10 hours long.  It's GLORIOUS.

Teh PT Wife is having surgery today so positive thoughts/whatever you do when you think of people are appreciated.  She's also a control freak, so I'm going to bring my megaphone to her so she can boss her household around.  And ya know, she can yell at me from her house.

A high school in SoMD has been added to the list of "schools that have been shot up."  WHICH FUCKING SUCKS.  I like living in my oblivious little bubble where shitty shit that happens in the world doesn't affect me and mine.  That bubble has been popped.  The high school was within 1 mile of the NAS Patuxent River gate.  I had to text people I know and ask if their kid(s) were alright. 

I don't want to take your fucking guns.  In fact, I enjoy shooting them and I'd happily own one (again), but it's just not a priority for me right now.  That said, do I believe there needs to be stronger rules about ownership?  FUCK YES I DO.  Children and teenagers do not need to go to school in fear that some fucking crazy is going to shoot up a place where they should feel safe enough to learn.  We send kids to school to help them grow to be functional(ish) adults.  The only thing growing will be flowers on graves at this rate. 

Keep your fucking guns.  I don't care.  But be open to stronger requirements to obtain a gun.  Because if you're as mentally competent as you claim to be, you don't have a damn thing to worry about.

Friday, March 16, 2018

Five on Friday #142

EINS - Random things

-Without school, I feel like I have nothing to bitch about.  It's fabulous.
JK, I have plenty to bitch about.  LIIIIIKKKKEEEEEEEEE...

-The fact that Meri has hookworms.  FML.  FML.  FML.  4 extra dogs arrived at my house on Weds and we're scoopin' shit all the time and uuuggghhhhhhhh.  Also, if Meri has them, it means Pax probably does too.  Fuuuccckk myyyyy liiiiiiifffeeeeeee.

-When the dentist office called me on Tuesday afternoon to tell me I could come in early.  It was about an hour before my appointment, so I left about 10 minutes later and arrived for the appointment 30 minutes early... AND THENNNNNNN.. proceeded to wait and wait and wait until my actual appointment time.  I was livid.  Don't fucking call me and tell me I can come early if you can't get me in until my appointment time.  That is time of my life that my ass could have been sitting in my house, where I like to be.

It also fueled the fire that my hygienist was a sadist that kept making me bleed then acting confused when I finally was like, "STOP."  I'll be making sure that she will not be my hygienist next time.

-I am riding the struggle bus with the news that I need to have a molar pulled (remember that poor baby that broke while I was eating a piece of bacon last year?).  As in, I am 32 and I'll be missing a tooth.  This is extra difficult for me because I have a thing about teeth.  I'm judgy about teeth.  I know, that's not ok, but I can admit my faults.  Several people have pointed out that at least it's not a front tooth and it's not a root canal/crown... but ya'll I'm going to be missing a tooth.  The principle of the matter is what is bothering me.  Since it's a molar there is no need to get an implant/etc and since it's in the back and so close to the jaw bone, an oral surgeon has to remove it. 

-My 2 hour massage on Wednesday to celebrate Spring Break/midterm grades/Treat Yo Self/Because I felt like it was ffffffaaannnnnnntastic.  I went ahead and scheduled another massage with her for exam week.  The next appointment is only an hour, but the lady was awesome and if you're local, Brandy is amazing.  PS.  10% off if you check in on Yelp, which I found out after the fact and didn't even mind.
Bonus: She accepts HSA!  #GAMEON

-$158 at the vet for 2 rounds of dewormer for Meri and Pax.  AND I inquired about the fact that we never received Phil's paw print and they said that they mailed it out and if it didn't arrive, they don't know what happened to it.  Gentle Readers, I was fucking crushed.  And ragey.. and all the feelings and I was trying not to cry.

-#1 reason why I bought a cheap laptop for Teh Granny: She's contact me no less than 3 times this week to tell me that she "can't figure out how to get her pictures up."  In 2018 terms: She can't figure out how to run the slide show of the pictures I saved to the laptop.  TL;DR: She is primarily using the laptop to watch a slide show of images I saved to the computer.  I love her, obviously, which is why after I left the vet, I called her to give her precise directions on how to do what she was trying to do, even though I wasn't exactly sure what it was until she got excited.  #GranddaughterOfTheYear #Favorite

-I've gotten rather... "fluffy" since the wedding.  As in, gained 10-15 lbs depending on the day/time of the month/poor eating choices I've made.  2 things about this.
1- I bought one of those waist trainer belts.  While I feel more confident about my flab rolls not rolling out every where, it makes me cranky.  Apparently, having my inside squished and it being mildly more effort to breathe doesn't make me a nice person.
2- On my run this morning I thought I was going to diiiiiiieeeee. Carrying around extra weight for normal day-to-day operations isn't actually that bad.. but carrying around that weight for "strenuous" activities is a bit more intense.  Holy shit.  This is why it's bad to let your pets be overweight.  Same applies to your body.  I seriously need more energy/awake time during the day so I can properly cardio because I don't see my dessert habit going anywhere anytime soon.

-I bought a new oven on an impulse and it's Teh Chief Smartass's (Teh Running Besties "we're not putting labels on it" person) fault.  You see, what had happened wasssssssss... He's in the market for a new fridge but hadn't seen it in person.  So we went to Lowes and Home Depot to view some in person and I have this bad habit when I go into the appliance section that I buy things.  There was a red washer and dryer in the walking path on super sale and I texted all the GLCK neighbors and was like, anyone want/need a washer/dryer, these are awesome!!!  They acknowledged me for who I am (weird, random, and quirky) but no one took me up on it.  Sad, we could have been paternal laundry twins. 

Instead, I did stumble upon a range that I strongly desired and I sent Teh German a photo and he wasn't really for it, but didn't really try to dissuade me.  But honestly, it probably wouldn't have mattered since I fucking hhhhaaaatttteee our oven and actually go out of my way to NOT use it.  The oven we have right now is shiiittttayy because the sensor is right beside the heating element so when the oven beeps that it's "at" 400 degrees, it's actually only at ~300°F in the cooking zone (since I don't actually cook anything 1 inch from the heating element).  This has always been an issue and Whirlpool DGAF and said that it's operating as it should.  Yes, poorly.  So.  Without Teh German's blessing, I bought a new range and I'm excited about it and want it yesterday and now it's out of stock at Lowe's and I'm going to have to wait a mabillionty years (no less than 2 weeks) for it to ship and I'm disappointed. 

When this conversation happened, I loled:

-I'm listening to Hillbilly Elegy and I'm loving it.  I can't describe why.  I cried when Mamaw died.  I might just write and entire post about that book.  Probably not, but I considered it.

-The i5k is next week and I'm pumped and debating on if I'm going to dress up or not.  Many people nerds dress up, so I'm considering pulling Super Hero Stitch from the closet.

ZWEI - Money spent

  • Hairs did.
  • Ear holes.
  • Moosage
  • House decoration stuffs (since I happened to find some awesome things at Walmart by accident, so it was obviously fate!)
  • Stuff for work (which I will hopefully get reimbursed for)
  • Sweet tea from McDonald's, which I've been craving for over a week.
  • Woot shirt.  They got me again.  Another book themed shirt.  #YOLO
  • Sam's Club things (trash bags, carrots, new rubbermaid containers)
  • Random clothes from Amazon, which will probably get returned.
  • Teh WJL's bday gift.
  • Easter candies
  • Plane tickets for RnR Chicago weekend
  • Bread pudding from Willie Jewell's
  • Dewormer (do not want to talk about it)
  • Gas
  • Random clothing articles from Amazon (which will probably get returned)
  • Spotify

DREI - Things from my phone

Lunch with coworkers on Monday at Butcher and the Bee.

Fries, hummus, and bacon wrapped figs.
I was surprised at how delicious it was.

Teh German and I split a wishbone equally.
Then he was super sweet and said I could have the wish.
Then I was super cheesy and posted on FB about it and said that I didn't need to make a wish since my wish had already come true.
We've always been this sappy.

Found some cute kitchen decorations at Walmart by accident.
Teh German approved and put them up the same day, which was how I knew he really liked my choices.

Pi-day joke and celebration.
What do you call a snake that is 3.14 meters long?

When your coworker needs a room to pump in and options are limited so you make do by adding a curtain for privacy, a lamp for coziness, and a sign to thwart other people from using the room.
PS. Unicorn tape dispenser and rainbow tape were a birthday gift from Teh Running Bestie!

Snuggles with my fuzzy monkey.  /swoon

RocknRoll Chicago weekend is calendar official!
We have flights!

Pax and Olive playing tug of war together..
It lasted until Pax won because Olive gave up.  :\

My new range.. which may arrive sometime in the next year.  UGH.
But seriously, it is ordered.

What it looks like to leash up 5 dogs to go on a walk.

This girl's eyes are stunning and I love her and having a white dog on the slumber balls has been giving me brain winkles because of Phil.

Please read the sign above his head to completely understand this photo.

We went to Lewis Barbecue for dinner last night and it was our first time and it was ahhhmazing.

Teh German had already eaten his sandwich.

This girl!  /Lurve.

VIER - Things from the Internet


FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. 2 hour massage.
  4. Pepperoni and mushroom pizza.
  5. Kitchen decorations.
  6. A completely enjoyable audiobook that isn't a million fucking hours long.
  7. Relevant whiteboard jokes at work.
  8. Using my rainbow tape from my unicorn tape dispenser.
  9. Running.  Even when it fucking sucks.
  10. The word fuck.  I don't know why it brings me so much joy, but my potty mouth is a pendulum and currently we're on the "cussing a lot" side of the pendulum.  #YOLO

Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.