whatever your political affiliation, make your vote count on november 4th! that said, i’m into graphic design and i’m into barack obama, so i really liked this site where you can print out your favorite obama design. i was delighted with the choices on the first page and didn’t even notice that there was page after page of great designs. some more favorites…
so, who do you think would make a great duet with billy corgan? josh groban, you say? i would have never thought… and i still don’t know if i do.
these two rascals, on the other hand… how could mrs. palin deny all that russian hotness? the one in red pants is strangely alluring, no?
okay, get ready. this one’s a doozie.
i took a vacation day from work today and it was a very megan day. do you have things that are just you? apparently, i do. my friends see quirky things and say, “that’s so megan.” the first time my friend saw my apartment, she said, “this is very megan.” i love it. i love that my friends and family know me so well that they can see my personality in my surroundings. anyway, today was a very me day. so what is megan, in the adjective sense? let’s see…
i woke up and snuggled under my flannel sheets for a little bit before deciding to go for a bike ride. yes, i have been riding my bike every day. surprised? i am, but it’s really fun and a great way to forget about the jumble that always seems to be running through my head. i was planning to go to a nearby park complex with a bike trail, but the impending rain changed my mind. i settled for riding around a residential neighborhood with a HOA bike trail, which was really just a wide sidewalk. you take what you can get.
i came home, showered, and left for a day of crafty shopping. i hit up paper-source for some cardstock, envelope templates, and sample papers because… i finally did it. no more talk. i have an etsy shop. it is empty, but i’m working on it. seriously this time. i designed my first snarky sampler the other day and am ready to gocco it this weekend. i got the sample paper stack to match ink colors with envelope colors. i don’t think i want them to be matchy-matchy, but i don’t want just plain white envelopes. i have a few ideas. you’ll have to wait.
by the time i left the mall, it was cloudy and just beginning to rain. the temperature had dropped significantly and it finally felt like fall. that, in-and-of-itself, is very me, indeed. i put on dcfc and all was right with the world. isn’t it funny how some music is best in certain seasons? for me, dcfc is just autumn and winter. especially transatlanticism and plans.
i am about to give away a secret, but i think it must be told. if you are at all interested in felting sweaters, you have to visit this goodwill store. i spent almost two hours in there today and could have stayed longer. the number of sweater racks in this place is crazy. i went nuts and bought nine wool sweaters. but i had to! i rarely see the great stripe sweaters that i saw today. remember a few years ago when the gap went stripe crazy and had really cool color combinations? all those sweaters are now finding their way to thrift stores and i want them. for what? well, some of it’s a secret (christmas, you know) and i also convinced my sister not to buy this owl pillow from pottery barn kids for my niece’s room. it would look so much cuter handmade and constructed from felted sweaters, don’t you think?
after all that wool foolishness, my head was pounding (allergies be damned in the name of craftiness!) and i was ready to head home. but then i remembered! early voting. so, i did my democratic duty and cast my ballot for change (wink, wink). november 4th seems so far away…
next, i went to my mom’s house and sewed up a waitress apron for a friend and then stayed for dinner with the ‘rents. tomato soup and grilled cheese. perfect for autumnal days.
i came home and made a cute composition notebook combo for journaling, which is a suggested activity in my assertiveness class. i decided to start a new journal because last night i came across about eight years worth of old journals. i sat down and read them and started crying on the first entry. all i can say is too much history. time for a new start. that’s what today really felt like. a new start. the new adventures of old megan. i really feel like i’m beginning to be me again…
so, that’s a megan day. how was yours?
hooray for fall days (even if they do turn rather hot), cute kids, and pumpkins. or poo-kins as my niece calls them.
after working seven straight days last week (i know, i know – cry me a river), i totally did not want to do anything this morning but sleep. and sleep more. but i got a call from my mom about a trip to a semi-local pumpkin patch involving two of my good friends, my sister, her best friend, and some more kids.
for reference, my mom is somewhat of a domestic goddess in childcare. she has watched kids in our home since i was a very small girl and now watches my friend’s twins and sometimes play-dates a certain somebody’s very cute little boy. how could i refuse a day on the farm with such company?
there were also farm animals and a petting zoo. my sister was lucky enough to get sneezed on by a cute little baby goat. she also got cute little baby goat snot in her mouth. oh, the memories.
the animal portion of the morning was followed by a hayride and finally pumpkin pickin’. i chose a good ‘un, even though i totally hearted (big time) those beautiful white, green, and pale orange siren pumpkins luring the innocent to the mass graveyard of ordinary pumpkins (yawn). needless to say, those pumpkins were not included in the admission price. humph.
overall, a good morning. but you wanna know what made it a great day? no, a life-affirming-almost-makes-me-wanna-have-a-kid-so-it-can-be-this-cool day? a two-year-old with curly brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes softly, sweetly, and earnestly singing along to one of my favorite songs. e, you rock.
the days of piracy are over. at least, the raping, murdering, plundering piracy that my town strangely wanted to celebrate in the form of a family festival down by the lake. honestly, it was not half-bad. there was a pretty good turnout when i worked there today and there were tons of cute dogs. now i know how my baby-fevered friend feels when she sees a little tot. she wants one. i want one. a dog, that is. a baby, not so much.
the treasure hunt at work went really well. i got a lot of compliments and everybody who did it said it was just hard enough and really humorous. when one co-worker came back for her treasure (a 1000 grand bar, a ring pop, a hannah montana candy bracelet, fake gold coins, etc.), she said it must have been a lot of work for us. i said i loved doing stuff like that and that i always wanted to be a party planner. this was her reply: ‘you should be a mom.’ um, how should i have taken that? she reassured me it was supposed to be a compliment, but i’m not so sure. see above paragraph.
so, no finished hat tonight. i rode my bike instead… and totally plowed into an evergreen tree. it hurt, but at least it smelled nice. and it served as a reminder that christmas is just around the corner. i think it is time to integrate my christmas music back into my itunes. why lie? i already did it a few weeks ago. i’m totally gonna make a list of great modern & alternative christmas albums and share them with you.
a pretty new bike just for me! i have been putting off this purchase for a few months, but no longer. after a few hours of online research, i got a trek from richardson bike mart. i’ve already taken her for a spin around the old apartment complex (thank god i live on the first floor) and i’m about to ride it over to my parents’ house.
i always forget how much fun it is to ride a bike. it’s just like being a kid again. remember the friends episode where rachel is horrified by phoebe’s running? i am probably the bike-riding equivalent of phoebe’s crazy running. i was actually a little intimidated at first by the apartment urchins riding their scooters. what if i fell or wobbled in front of them? i got over it, obviously, but i was seriously concerned. so much so that i saw them in front of my complex, acted like i forgot something in my apartment, and waited for them to move on before going out again. see why i need my little class? yeah.
i’ll be back later tonight with a pirates update and (hopefully) a completed baby hat.
huzzah for fall and autumnal recipes! i had one of my best girls over last night to cook and chat. without realizing it, we’ve started a little get-together tradition – yummy paninis of the meat-plus-fruit variety. such a great combination. it started (for me, anyway) last year on my trip to london. my friend and i hit selfridges on oxford street several times. could it be for the to-die-for banana cupcakes in the foodhall? um, yes, that could have something to do with it.
there was also this little restaurant called eat. and eat we did. so seriously delicious. they had a sandwich consisting of smoked turkey, brie, cranberry compote, rocket (arugula for us yanks), and mayonaise on a fresh french baguette. drool. and the banoffee pie! but that deserves a post of its own one day soon.
back to the sandwich in question. we made turkey, havarti (no brie for those who are preggers), and fig preserve paninis on rosemary foccacia bread. oh, it was the best yet. it toasted perfectly (which never seems to happen for me) and tasted divine. this picture, though, does not do justice. must work on food photography.
we also had some yummy desserts to follow, including smitten kitchen’s jewish apple cake. we each had a slice and i took the rest to work today. there was nothing left of the cake by 5:00 pm. a good sign, i think. this might be making an appearance at thanksgiving this year.
okay, one more food shout-out. pumpkin spice cake. no picture, no need. trust me. this is good. and easy.
1 box spice cake mix; 1 14 oz. can pumpkin puree; 1/2 cup water. mix. bake at 350 for 25 minutes. done. it tastes really good with whipped topping, by the way. i’m just sayin’.
right. assertiveness. my class started yesterday and i completed the first lesson. it turns out i’m passive. what a surprise. seriously, though, it was nice to finally own it. i read my little passages and something just clicked. “this is me. this is totally me.” i avoid confrontation, i’m a chronic pleaser, i’m afraid to voice my own opinions, etc. but not with everybody. just certain somebodies and in certain situations. i guess that’s good. i’m not a complete pushover.
the first lesson was really just about identifying behaviors and recognizing the accompanying words and body language associated with each type. you are either passive, aggressive, or assertive. i did read, acutally, that passive people are more open to recognizing their deficiencies and willing to make changes, as opposed to aggressive people, who are generally happy being dominant. so there’s hope, then.
my mom called me at work the other day to tell me to get to the local thrift store, stat!, for there was a furReal friends parrot. perfect for pirate days. um, holy crap. i literally just saw how much this annoying squawker sells for on amazon – $90! i am happy to say that i only paid $6. but this is not my thrifting story (it might actually beat it, though).
this lovely scarf. 100% cashmere! from scotland! um, swoon. it was on a rack by the register hidden among various tacky silk scarves, sequined belts, and stained hankerchiefs. all of this soft goodness for $2. when i went to scotland a few years ago, we went hawick, a mill town, in the scottish borders. i bought a cashmere scarf for the equivalent of almost forty american dollars, so this was a total steal. i also looked for more wool sweaters, but had no luck. i’m really set on making felted presents for all the kids on my christmas list, so i’m going to do some more thrifting this weekend. i’ll let you know.