Friday, October 31, 2014

Spooktastic Friday!

On a Friday that a holiday falls on, I feel like 5 just isn't enough.  Ok.. annnndd Britt tagged me to answer some Halloween themed questions, and since I had nothing else planned... I felt like this would work out nicely.

What is your favorite horror movie?

Uhhhh, Coraline?  This is the part where I tell you that I don't watch horror movies.  I have this problem when I get scared that I cry.  It's really unpleasant so I just avoid them altogether.

If you were in a horror movie how far do you think you would get?

I'd be the person that died after the child or the black person.  My group would be pleased that I got knocked off because I'd just make a series of poor life choices and I'm not a very fast runner.

Favorite scary video game?

They make scary video games?  I'm going back under my rock.

What is your favorite scary story?

"The one where you're pregnant," per Mr. Mystery.  He called that one.  I was just gonna say one of the NC ghost stories.  One year when I was in elementary school, there was a slumber party at my house and Teh Mom read us NC ghost stories.  I'm sure that if I tried to remember my "favorite" I'd blend several stories together, so we'll just bypass that.

What's one unusual thing you're afraid of?

Hair.  It's not really a fear, it's an extreme intolerance.  I absolutely LOATHE hair on me or in my face, particularly loose hairs.  I've been known to pick hairs off of strangers.  

One normal thing I'm scared of is spiders... but I'm unusually afraid of them if I'm shoeless, because that means I'm completely defenseless against them.  The absolute worst is when I step out of the shower and see a spider.  THE WORST.

What's your first memory of Halloween?

I'm not sure which halloween it was, because I have no idea what I was dressed as.  All I remember was going to one of the neighborhoods close by and the streets being a slow moving caterpillar of cars distributing children at houses along the houses with porch lights on.  After we finished going through that neighborhood, Teh Mom took us to "the nice" neighborhood so we got "the good" candy.  

What your favorite Halloween memory?

Last halloween was the first halloween where there were actually trick-or-treaters that came to my house.  The best part was when they would knock or ring the doorbell and since I had a storm door, I had the front door open.  I would let Phil greet all the visitors.

Which was fine.. until I heard screams of children...  I thought that maybe Phil had gotten out.. no no.. Phil had just ran to the door and beat me like he had several times before, but these teenagers were afraid of him.  So they ran away to the neighbor's house.  I had to literally bribe them with candy to get them to come back.  I did have the kids that ran away pet Phil so they realized he wasn't scary.

What was your best Halloween costume?

If my sweatshirt arrives in time, it will be this year, when I'm Thing 2 because actual blue hair and minimal effort for a costume?  WIN.  If it doesn't, then my Shitbag Booter will be my best costume.

I just looked and apparently I didn't blog about Halloween in Bahrain.  Megan Fail.  

Anyways, I went as a "Shitbag Booter" meaning a person who doesn't follow regulations who just got out of bootcamp.  I wore a set of utilities since it was a phased out navy uniform and because I had it around and I didn't have to purchase anything.  I removed the name tapes and the U.S. Navy tape so it was really more like prison garb.  I used masking tape for a name tag and branch tag.  My name was: Shitbag on my chest and Booter on my pants.  For my branch, I put "Global Force for Good".  I put on makeup that was FARRR from natural looking, I wore out of reg earrings, I buttoned my shirt crooked and left it untucked, I wore flipflops instead of boots, I painted my fingernails a NOT complementary color to my skin tone, and I didn't wear a cover at all.  

What's your worst Halloween costume?

I'd say dracula-witch, possibly because this is the one costume I have a photo of...

Which is scarier...

Werewolves or Vampires?
Werewolves are SUUPPPPER hairy and I have the hair thing.. so I'm going to say the hairy monster.

Ghosts or Zombies?
Zombies.  Ghosts seem irritating mostly.

Creepy Dolls or Creepy Clowns?
Clowns, because they are supposed to be funny... but they aren't.

Freddy Kruger, Jason Voorhees, Michael Meyers, or Leatherface?
Uhhh.. Hannibal.  Duh.  He looks perfectly normal but will eat your brain.  

And I have no idea who any of these names are and while Britt looked them up, I'm not going to.  I assume that one of them is the hockey mask guy and that Leatherface has a gnarly lookin' face.  

Happy Halloween and Happy Friday, Gentle Readers!

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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Wednesday Ramble #1

-I can't call this post confessions because the linkup ended and I'm in mourning, but these are pretty much confessions without the link to Kathy's blog because habits.

-It cost me $140 to dye my hair blue.  I love it, it was worth every penny... IF I don't have to dye it a "natural" color when I start working.... on Thursday.. at Target...

-I have been mass applying to jobs.  I'm desperately NOT wanting to work at Target.

Btw, this is the best cover of Call Me Maybe after the Chatroulette version.
Don't care what you say.

-It took several minutes yesterday for me to find Grey's Anatomy on TV during the middle of the day.  I was about to be pissed.  It turned out better than I anticipated.  I got to watch 2 episodes of HIMYM before Grey's came on.

-There is blue dye on everything.  I love my blue hair, but I'm over the blue fingernails, blue shower, blue pillow cases, blue shirts...

-I ran on Monday morning AND took the dogs for a walk and felt like I deserved a break on Tuesday.  I might get in a run today, but that maybe too much achievement for the day prior to returning to work.

-I wasn't as enthralled with the NC Fair as I expected to be.  Everything just seemed overpriced, which I loathe.  $6 to ride a ride that lasts 30 seconds?  I guess it's not that much different than paying $50 to get into an amusement park, but still.  I hate being raped of my dollas.

-I'm taking the basic motorcycle safety class this weekend, which means that from 5-9 on Friday night, I'll be experiencing death by powerpoint instead of handing out candy to trick or treaters.  I'm slightly disappointed.

-Since I now have blue hair, I purchased a Thing 2 sweatshirt to wear to class on Halloween as my "costume."  Thing 1 doesn't exist, which is half the fun, so when people ask me where Thing 1 is, I can just shrug.

-I have put on more than 5 but less than 10 lbs since arriving in SC.  It hurts.  It hurts a lot.  I have purposely NOT snacked while I've been sitting on my ass at home, and I finally taught Mr. Mystery that his size portions aren't Megan sized portions.  He was giving me lots of crap about how "little" I ate until I asked him if he wanted me to become a dependapotamus... then he started letting me make my own plate.  I'm still capable of being a "growing" girl, but not in ways that either of us would really appreciate.

-Charleston experienced a few days of fall and now it's pretty much back to being miserable summer.  Ughhh.  I NEED SWEATSHIRT WEATHER!!

-When Meri and/or Phil fart in my direction while they are stretching, I find it amusing and gross at the same time.

-I often deal with Mr. Mystery's undesirable behaviors with bartering.  For instance, I told him that if he doesn't stop telling me every time he takes a dump, I'm going to start leaving the bathroom door open when I pee (which absolutely infuriates him for some reason).

-It's going to be quite interesting to see what shifts take place once I start working and I'm not sitting at home all day.  Like the fact that I won't always be reachable, unlike for the last few years where I'm almost immediately contactable.

-I knew that Kathy was going to stop hosting the linkup when I started doing it.  It's something about me where people stop doing them after I've started (which is usually WAAYYY after they were started).

-When Meri curls up under my arm or lays her head on my boobs and stares at me or tries to nose behind me and ends up with her head between her front legs, she's unbearably adorable.

-Blogger says I've reached 100093 page views since cIdad? was started..  I'm not sure how many of those are my own hits, but whatevs.  Google Analytics says I've gotten 1200 hits this month and I'm not willing to go through the months to do the math.  ANNNDD I put analytics on Teh Blog until several months to a year after I started blogging.  YAY some people and some Russian spam bots love me!

-I don't keep score in my relationship.  When Mr. Mystery left for work this morning he told me he owed me since I made and cleaned up dinner last night.  Honestly, I wasn't even worried about it.  The World Series was on and I knew that he was occupied.  I'm sure there's gonna be another night that I don't want to/am not available to help clean so it will be on him.  It is sweet that he said that though.

-If I see someone while I'm running, I'll keep running until I'm out of their view.. THEN stop and walk for a bit, no matter how much I need a break.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

That one time I got blue hair.

I told ya'll on Friday that I was going to get my hair did.  Well, it happened!

I found a Groupon for Autumn Christian Studio while I was still in MD for "One haircut, style, deep conditioning treatment and full highlights or color" for $49.  I was pumped because I definitely wanted to get my hair colored something not in navy regs and it needed to be trimmed.

I had called several times on Thursday to ask if she had "crazy" colors and hadn't gotten an answer, so I was already walking in slightly irritated (like it takes much).  I got to the address and it was a building with suites, and it took walking all the way around the building to finally deduct which door I needed to go in.  Frustrated point #2.

But then, it only went uphill.

Right off the bat I told Autumn that I wanted to dye my hair a crazy color, blue or green preferably.  She immediately asked me if I had any photos.  A woman after my own heart, of course I had photos.  I had made a pinterest board earlier in the week and went a'pinnin'.  After seeing the photos, Autumn went to see what she had for color options.  She came back and informed me that she had some teal/blue and I told her that was fine with me.

She seemed hesitant at first because I came in looking normal and I was planning on walking out with blue hair and she wasn't sure if I was ready for that.  I tend to have that effect on my hair professionals.  When I told Paula, my hair dresser from home, home, that I wanted to cut it SUPER short, she cut it short, then had to cut it again because I told her it wasn't short enough.  I'm scary when I go into a salon... and I'm dedicated to whatever I've decided.

Autumn told me that she may have to mix the colors and I told her to go crazy, as long as it was blue when we were finished, I was going to be happy.  She was excited that she got to do some experimenting on my hair.  She was almost as excited as I was, which always makes for a fun day at the salon!

Goodbye Blah Blah Brown!

The first step was lifting the brown out of my hair, aka bleaching my hair.
Autumn started with the middle of my hair and then went back and did the roots and the ends since those don't take as long.

You could already see it starting to turn blonde.

This comb and I were friends.
The bleaching process made my head itch a bit, so Autumn let me borrow this comb so I could scratch.

The space helmet was nice and warrrrmmm.

After it set, it was time to rinse out the bleach.

This is going to be interesting...

Let's just say, on a public forum, that I will never willingly go blonde.


After Autumn dried my hair completely, it was time to start making me blue.  She had mixed two colors together so the color I got was completely unique.  Additionally, she didn't make it one color all over, she faded the colors in a semi-ombre look.

Getting started on adding the blue.

No turning back!

My new favorite crazy photo of myself.

At this point, the cell phone camera needed a break.. and it was time for lunch.  Mr. Mystery delivered since he was just across the street.  He is pretty excellent and I'm not overly biased.

I'm blue, da da de da da daaaa.

I went back in the space helmet again!

Blue and teal

After the allotted amount of time, it was time to rinse!

The blue dyed all the things.

After it was rinsed, it was time for a quick trim.


bahha, see what I did there.

Blow drying the hairs

We couldn't stop smiling and giggling.

After my blowout, Autumn styled it for me.

This must be what it's like to be a Dr. Seuss character!

Final product!!!
Autumn released me from my capes and the chair and we went outside to get some photos in really good light.

She was trying to get the camera to work and something was hilarious.

Blue nails = dedication!

Of course, I had to take some selfies.

Loooove the teal bottom.
It's like an almost ombre, but not quite and I loooove it.

I love the royal blue on the top and the lighter blue/teal at the front.

I tried to get some photos of me with blue hair with the dogs, but they really weren't interested.  Assholes.

What it looks like when it's not professionally done.

I really am starting to look like a smurf.
From scratching my head, my fingernails haven't returned to their normal color yet.

Guess how many towels and pillowcases in my house are blue???

My added price was $90, so all together with the groupon, that was $140.

I was a little bit upset by this since because I felt like I should have gotten the "deal price" ("$49 for the first option ($45 value) with full highlights or color ($80 value; $125 total value)") rather than the paid price.  I had told Autumn that I would pay the difference, since I knew that it was more of a process to bleach my hair then add the color, but I didn't realize the difference was going to be $90.  I was thinking more like $50ish.  Lesson learned.

Overall, despite the price tag, it was totally worth it.  I LOOOOOOOVE the blue.  I've gotten compliments from strangers in Lowe's (which was my first stop after leaving the salon), 10 year olds waiting on fair rides with us (which was the best because 10 year olds don't lie), and even strangers who have yelled at me across busy streets, "I love the blue!"  There was also a little girl in CVS (my 2nd stop after the salon) who whispered to her Mom, "Mommy, her hair is blue!"  I couldn't contain my smile.

Oddly enough, the most important compliment that I got was from Mr. Mystery when he said he liked it.  Not because I was worried about his approval (bahha, like I care about approval), but because he is the one that has to see it the most.

Thanks Autumn!!

Monday, October 27, 2014

Music Monday #10 and Weekend Review {10/27}

Music Monday

can I decide another day?

Gentle Readers, you should know something about me.  When I grew up, unsurprisingly, I listened to country music, because that's what Teh Parents listened to.  The one time I tried to change the radio station, Teh Mom flipped out on me like I'd grown a 3rd arm and she smacked my hand away like I was touching a hot stove.  I was not old enough to listen to anything other than country.  A few years went by and Teh Mom could no longer fight the inevitable.  It wasn't that I disliked country music, it was that I was a pre-teen/teenager and I was doing my own thing.

I've been a pop music fiend ever sense.  So this week, I give you. Mr. Probz - Waves.

Waves (Robin Schulz Radio Edit) - Mr. Probz by Va - on Grooveshark


Friday was hair did day!  Expect a full recap on gettin' my hair did, but I will leave you with this gem:

Phil thought it was a bit brighter than he expected.

Gentle Readers, I LOVE IT!!!!  It took several hours and cost more than I had anticipated, but WORTH IT (unless I have to dye over it within the next 2 weeks, then I might cry). 

During my hair appt, Mr. Mystery delivered lunch because he's excellent and because I think he secretly wanted to see if I really was going to dye my hair blue.  After my hair appointment, I had to run by Lowe's to pick up some stuff and the first person to compliment my hair was a guy.  I'm not sure if he was being sarcastic or not, but I didn't even care a little bit. I made it home and had a skype date with Teh Humanitarian and Mr. Mystery came home.  

We agreed to leave later that evening for NC because he had found The One earlier in the week.  Oh, what is "The One?"  His dream motorcycle.  All I know is that it's a Ducati, it's fast, it's red, it's pretty (and not just because it's red) and it was in Raleigh for the right price.  Mr. Mystery knows my love of Raleigh, so he was easily able to con me into going on a trip to NC with him to pick up his bike. 

I was able to con him into going to the NC Fair in exchange for driving up with him (which meant that he could ride back to SC instead of hauling it in his truck).  We had decided to do the majority of the drive Friday night, so Saturday we'd only have to drive the hour from Fayettenam to Raleigh, since we were gonna bring the pups and stay with Teh Sister.  

We were slow getting out the door, but we were finally on the road by 6.  We stopped and picked up KFC on the way and OMG it was the best KFC I've ever eaten in my entire life, and I've eaten my fair share of KFC.  It was a foodgasm every time I took another bite.  Despite being full, I was so disappointed when I was out of food. We arrived at Teh Sister's house around 9:30 and we socialized for a little bit before finally deciding it was time to crash.

Waitin' on the noms.

Hello gorgeous clouds.


Teh Sister made breakfast on Saturday morning and Mr. Mystery called the dealership to make sure The One was ready (it was).  After breakfast, we got ready and headed to Raleigh, leaving the pups with Teh Sister and Mr. Utah, who were bitches and stood us up (they were supposed to come to the fair with us).  It worked out though, because they stayed home and fed the dogs.

Mr. Mystery and I headed up to Raleigh and we made our way to the dealership first.  Paperwork was easy-peasy.  Then we had to go shopping for gear.  Ouch.  Then we were out the door.  Due to RPM limitations, we tried to avoid the interstate/highways when it was possible.  I drove Mr. Mystery down Hillsborough Street so he could say he had seen NC State.  

A sexy biker in my mirror while gazing upon the ever-famous Mr. D.H. Hill.

We managed to find a pretty sweet parking spot on the side of the road because someone happened to be leaving and having no shame meant I yelled out the window to ask them if they were leaving, which they confirmed.  

After parking, we made our way in and food was our first objective.  Then we met up with Teh Advising Sister.  We bought some ride tickets and waited in line for way longer than I had anticipated.  Then again, we did go on the last Saturday the fair was going, so it kinda made sense in hindsight.  We rode rides and ate fried foods and eventually dinner.  

We wanted to ride this one first, but the line was super long and insanely slow.

We rode the zipper first instead.

He always wears an excited face while touching my boobs.
At least they can always make him happy, lol.

The best ride of the night.

YAY tall enough!

Mr. Mystery and Teh Advising Sister won a unicorn from Despicable Me for me.
They also learned that they should never, EVER, EVVVEERRR play darts with me.

I might have gotten a bit powdered sugar happy.
No regrets.

Our final ride, AND we were able to talk Teh Advising Sister into riding with us!


Fair panoramic, of course.


Looking up.


This actually made the carnie laugh.  He didn't want to, but he did.

I had wanted to stay for the fireworks, but because we had an hour drive back to Fayettenam, I agreed to leave without seeing them.  Then we realized that Teh Advising Sister still had our sunglasses, so we asked her to meet us at a chinese place down the street, which she did.  Right before we left, a guy came up and asked if I could give him a boost.  We had heard them (he and his GF, I assumed) pull in the parking lot and it wasn't sounding too good.  He couldn't get his car started, so I offered to give them a ride back to campus, after we discovered they were students at NCSU.  I didn't even bother to ask them when they graduated, because it would only serve to make me feel a million years old.  

After dropping them off, we headed back to Fayettenam, Mr. Mystery following behind me on The One.  I was able to catch up with Teh Worldwide Jesus Lover on the drive, which always makes me happy.  We got to chat about ebola and hair and boys and how much we missed each other.  

When we got back to Teh Sister's house, Phil and Meri greeted us at the door and we promptly crashed.


We tried to put off getting out of bed as much as possible Sunday morning.  I had told Teh Sister that we should all do Red Robin for lunch since there is no Red Robin in Charleston.  After dropping off Mr. Utah's car to get an oil change, we had lunch, which was as delicious as always.  We picked up Mr. Utah's car on the way back to the house.  When we got back, we loaded up the car and headed out. 

Side story:  We let the dogs out to roam around the yard while we were putting everything in Yurtle and when I asked Phil if he wanted to go bye-bye, he went and immediately jumped in Yurtle since the back was open.  Despite everyone's efforts, he refused to get out of the car.  I love my Mr. Baggins.

Mr. Mystery and I had decided to take side roads back to SC to avoid the interstate.  I had only agreed to this since 1) I had the navigational (i.e. Suzy2.5) power and I could look at it while driving.  2) Mr. Mystery would have had to remember the way home.  3) Side roads only added 30 minutes to the drive.  4) It was prettier.  5) It was something different. 

After a few more stops than I normally would have taken, we finally made back to Charleston a little after 5.  Being a lazy ass, I immediately changed into pjs.  Being even lazier (and having nothing thawed for dinner), we agreed to get take away (or out if you're from America and didn't live in Bahrain for a year) for dinner.  Mr. Mystery agreed to chinese, which he insisted on picking up because he didn't want to wait on it to be delivered (and he wanted another reason to ride his bike). 

Despite it being football Sunday, Mr. Mystery asked me if I wanted to watch How I Met Your Mother.  I couldn't believe it and I almost thought it was a trick.  He did tell me the World Series started at 8, but I told him I only had 3 episodes left, so we'd be done with HIMYM by then.  

Mr. Mystery was awesome and had tissues on the ready for me during the last 2 episodes.  I knew I was going to cry, Barney and Robin are my favvveee.  I know the person who is most excited to see that I've finally finished HIMYM is Britt, who has been asking me if I'm finished watching yet for the entire month (which I need and used as motivation to finish faster).  

What did I think of the last season?  Ehhhhh.. I'm still not sure. 

Honestly, I am still annoyed that almost the entire season took place in a 2-3 day window.  By the end even I was tired of the side stories.  And the actual ending, which I'd heard I was going to be disappointed in, was.. expected almost?  I also watched the alternate ending which I liked because of how it recapped some of the significant events, buttttt I knew it was only because the actual ending got these possible reactions from everyone: 

Of course. 

It would make sense that it would come full circle.  I did tell Mr. Mystery that if the final photo they took at the bar would have been the one in the opening credits the whole show, I would have had absolutely zero bad things to say about the show because I LOVEEEEE when things come full circle. 

After we finished HIMYM, we agreed, like the old people we are, to shower and go to bed (yes, we might actually be 90 years old).  I realized that we had went to bed SUPER early when I woke up and had messages from 9:15 that I hadn't heard/seen.  Sorry, Granny was asleep. 

The weekend was fantastic.  Mr. Mystery and I make a pretty good team.  Despite the fact that I was in Yurtle and not on a motorcycle, it was fun getting to "ride" with Mr. Mystery and it make me look forward to Motorcycle Safety Class even more (on the 31st) and eventually, one day, when I'm employed for more than $8.50 an hour, getting my own motorcycle so we can really ride together. 

One final thing, this post is up super late.. buttttt I was always told, "Better late than never!" Happy Last Week of October, Gentle Readers!

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