As I noticed that my Inbox had over 1400 text messages i decided it would be best to delete. however i dread deleting them because I feel like they are a part of me. So I quickly found some of the funniest things that people said to me and saved them. some of them are totally random and wont make sense but i found them very comical! here are a few.....
"ps my husband is going to have a hot butt. No big deal"
"i loved little megan" (what about big megan?)
"my roomates have gone mad and read romance novels outloud at night. cant they just go find boyfriends? that's what i thought. well goodnight, i need my beauty sleep because i'm going prospect hunting in the morning."
"he claims he is happily married" (debatable)
"fen"
"Narcissist" (how do you spell that?? ha )
"what are sluts to do now that its getting colder?"
"of course not, too healthy."
"good thing you watched conference"
"it's a quarter after one i'm all alone and i need you now" (received and 1:15)
"ladies! haha its our date night tonight! :)" (........)
"esther fowkes is waiting for her work to be done and we're going to be able to do if for her! :)" (pretty sure we got that taken care of...dont worry)
"how are your pre nates working out for you?"
"hey do you wanna have an art history study group tomo night at like 8:30?"
"YR"
"i go to school, dont you?" (questionable)
"welcome to early school geek" (i promise i'm not a geek and that it was for a good reason)
"I bought my first pair of skinny jeans"
"a little spider boy just walked up to me on campus and gave me a reeses cup. those kids are full of surprises!"
"dear white children- plt presentations......" (this is not racist)
"me and susan are retarded. we decided to light paper on fire in our room because we had a lighter. yeah now it just reaks!" (smart!)
"so not even kidding i saw a girl that looks EXACTLY like you just now...so yeah...just made a fool of myself and it wasn't even you..."
"i love it when couples not only hold hands, but when they swing their hands"
"you and dan both gone...hmmmm suspicious :)"
"hey bud, dont forget to pay they phone bill." (usual...ha)
"."
i can now press the delete button and sleep soundly tonight.
love
MEGAN
27.10.10
The Lost Art: ReFound
Hey everyone, we have a guest writer...SUSAN! Enjoy! love, kathryn h
Every college student needs a hobby. This is a fact. Yes, a fact. For those college students without a hobby answer me this question. WHAT DO YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE!? There is nothing wrong with homework but don’t waste your young life in the books! The result is not success, its pen marks on your face from the homework you did the night before, it’s the book that has somehow managed to attach itself to your cheek, and it’s the drool that runs down your binder. So here is a list of my hobbies. I will stick to the hobbies that anyone can pick up that will bring happiness for all, anti-social and those never alone.
1. Feeding cactuses. When stuck in some random city visit the local nursery. Buy a small cactus because they are soft and furry. Overall, fun to play with. Do not forget to supply food for your cactus. This should not be an issue as they only need a small amount of water. Unless you by chance live in C11 at Snow Gardens. This apartment has somehow managed to over feed Larry the cactus. He is now obese. For me, FAIL.
2. French Braiding hair. Some of my girlfriends like their hair braided. I do this for them because it will curl their hair or keep it out of their beautiful face. This is not very time consuming but much more so then overfeeding a cactus. The problem with this is you only have so much hair to braid, sooner or later you run out. Yes, run out. My girlfriends also tend to sleep on it and when they wake up their hair is a mess of something. For me, FAIL.
3. Listening to country music. One of my favorite things to do. When one does this you must draw at the same time! Draw pictures of what the song reminds you of and then give it to your room mates! They will love that you did something for them. Warning, do not give to your roommate at two in the morning while she is sleeping. Result? For me, FAIL.
4. Reading 2002 date ideas. This is a book that can be found at your local college campus library. For me it is the Karen H. Huntsman library. (I stared at the title of the library from the window in my modern social problems class, this may also be a good hobby. Result may be fail though in both the happiness it brings you and in your class.) When you get the book study it hard! With study comes practice and applying. I personally applied number thirteen to a first date.
5. Knitting. Brings true happiness. Not many do this anymore and in fact you only really see grandmas do this but let me tell you something, the elderly are extremely wise. Yes, Wise. Like I told my mom, it is an investment! I can now knit my own scarves and my own sweaters! Today I was looking through a book of patterns and found the ugliest sweater pattern; I can’t wait to wear one. (THAT I MADE!!) For now though I must stick with the scarf and keep it as basic as possible until I improve. I do have a plan though. I plan to knit my own Halloween costume and I will be a knight in shining armor! My armor will look like the chain but in all reality will just be yarn in the basic kitting stitch. I will stay warm and movable this year unlike the poor little boy in The Christmas Story. Overall, SUCCESS!
As you can see five is the best choice. It will definitely make you happy in your life. For those who like people they can start teaching their friends. I have also done this and succeeded in teaching her to cast on. She has yet to start the knit stitch though. Perhaps she can just cast on a gigantic scarf. I’m positive she could pull that off as well as every other person alive. My future kids will be warm. :D
SUEZ
Every college student needs a hobby. This is a fact. Yes, a fact. For those college students without a hobby answer me this question. WHAT DO YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE!? There is nothing wrong with homework but don’t waste your young life in the books! The result is not success, its pen marks on your face from the homework you did the night before, it’s the book that has somehow managed to attach itself to your cheek, and it’s the drool that runs down your binder. So here is a list of my hobbies. I will stick to the hobbies that anyone can pick up that will bring happiness for all, anti-social and those never alone.
1. Feeding cactuses. When stuck in some random city visit the local nursery. Buy a small cactus because they are soft and furry. Overall, fun to play with. Do not forget to supply food for your cactus. This should not be an issue as they only need a small amount of water. Unless you by chance live in C11 at Snow Gardens. This apartment has somehow managed to over feed Larry the cactus. He is now obese. For me, FAIL.
2. French Braiding hair. Some of my girlfriends like their hair braided. I do this for them because it will curl their hair or keep it out of their beautiful face. This is not very time consuming but much more so then overfeeding a cactus. The problem with this is you only have so much hair to braid, sooner or later you run out. Yes, run out. My girlfriends also tend to sleep on it and when they wake up their hair is a mess of something. For me, FAIL.
3. Listening to country music. One of my favorite things to do. When one does this you must draw at the same time! Draw pictures of what the song reminds you of and then give it to your room mates! They will love that you did something for them. Warning, do not give to your roommate at two in the morning while she is sleeping. Result? For me, FAIL.
4. Reading 2002 date ideas. This is a book that can be found at your local college campus library. For me it is the Karen H. Huntsman library. (I stared at the title of the library from the window in my modern social problems class, this may also be a good hobby. Result may be fail though in both the happiness it brings you and in your class.) When you get the book study it hard! With study comes practice and applying. I personally applied number thirteen to a first date.
“Forget about having a big wedding and just elope
”(Haynes, Edwards.) This did not go well, in fact as soon as they saw that we were heading in the direction for Las Vegas he tucked and rolled. I think he is still somewhere in the desert wandering. I still don’t understand, but, FAIL!
5. Knitting. Brings true happiness. Not many do this anymore and in fact you only really see grandmas do this but let me tell you something, the elderly are extremely wise. Yes, Wise. Like I told my mom, it is an investment! I can now knit my own scarves and my own sweaters! Today I was looking through a book of patterns and found the ugliest sweater pattern; I can’t wait to wear one. (THAT I MADE!!) For now though I must stick with the scarf and keep it as basic as possible until I improve. I do have a plan though. I plan to knit my own Halloween costume and I will be a knight in shining armor! My armor will look like the chain but in all reality will just be yarn in the basic kitting stitch. I will stay warm and movable this year unlike the poor little boy in The Christmas Story. Overall, SUCCESS!
As you can see five is the best choice. It will definitely make you happy in your life. For those who like people they can start teaching their friends. I have also done this and succeeded in teaching her to cast on. She has yet to start the knit stitch though. Perhaps she can just cast on a gigantic scarf. I’m positive she could pull that off as well as every other person alive. My future kids will be warm. :D
SUEZ
18.10.10
sometimes I have anxiety attacks....
I get anxiety attacks from things that people would laugh about. I don't know why but the following list is things that I dislike very much.
1. The gas light- you know it is going to come on, but you always hope for the gas to last another day. Today as I was driving home from work, looked at my gas meter which was clearly close to empty, my thoughts were that I would definitely have enough to last me to the next day. I heard a not normal noise in my car that alarmed me, I then looked at my dashboard and saw that it was the gas light. I literally gasped in my car by myself, I guess I worried that I wouldn't make it to a gas station even though I was driving right past one at the time and the car STILL has gas in it! That was the second time my gas light has come on while I was driving, and I never want to experience it again.
2. belt routes- first of all I find them really confusing. Also they just make me nervous, I don't like making decisions in a split second when it could potentially change my life. I mean one way takes you home and the other to the middle of nowhere, with no cellphone coverage. My worst fear is that I will take the wrong way and be lost forever! I know this is ridiculous, but I think about it quite a bit, and now believe that it really could happen.
3. tumbleweed- every time I see it I scream like a man. I only scream like a man when I am really scared. If I am driving when I see it then I stop breathing and my palms become sweaty. I can only try to explain this because tumbleweed is on EVERY scary movie made. Lets just say that movies ruin people.....
And to explain the other things....ask my siblings. It's probably from all of their non-stop teasing and talk of monsters in my basement as a youngster. It didn't help that I was an easy target though. thanks guys.
LOVE, MEGAN
1. The gas light- you know it is going to come on, but you always hope for the gas to last another day. Today as I was driving home from work, looked at my gas meter which was clearly close to empty, my thoughts were that I would definitely have enough to last me to the next day. I heard a not normal noise in my car that alarmed me, I then looked at my dashboard and saw that it was the gas light. I literally gasped in my car by myself, I guess I worried that I wouldn't make it to a gas station even though I was driving right past one at the time and the car STILL has gas in it! That was the second time my gas light has come on while I was driving, and I never want to experience it again.
2. belt routes- first of all I find them really confusing. Also they just make me nervous, I don't like making decisions in a split second when it could potentially change my life. I mean one way takes you home and the other to the middle of nowhere, with no cellphone coverage. My worst fear is that I will take the wrong way and be lost forever! I know this is ridiculous, but I think about it quite a bit, and now believe that it really could happen.
3. tumbleweed- every time I see it I scream like a man. I only scream like a man when I am really scared. If I am driving when I see it then I stop breathing and my palms become sweaty. I can only try to explain this because tumbleweed is on EVERY scary movie made. Lets just say that movies ruin people.....
And to explain the other things....ask my siblings. It's probably from all of their non-stop teasing and talk of monsters in my basement as a youngster. It didn't help that I was an easy target though. thanks guys.
LOVE, MEGAN
14.10.10
Skool
I used to think that I liked school until I found out I needed to write an eighteen page single spaced paper on myself. Sure I like myself, but not that much. It has gotten to the point in my paper where I am required to make up events in my life. My teacher will soon think that I grew up in another country and surprisingly I'm fine with that. I think I'll also lead him to believe that I have a tattoo. Yeah I think so, I mean he can't kick me out of his class for that can he? The worst thing he can do is judge me and I'm sure he has already done that. I have also started a second life account so that I can talk about that in my paper. The fact that I can fly in my second life should guarantee me the A, and if not, it was worth the waste of time. When I'm not living my second life I usually find myself doing just about anything so that I can go home and add it to my paper. Like today at school I found myself making fun of a kid. The first thing I did was go home and write about how I like to make fun of people. Then I wrote about how I made fun of the kid just so I could add it to my paper. It works right? Its about my life so it would have to. I thought about talking about my family in my paper but decided against it because that would be too easy and exactly what my teacher is looking for. When I'm done writing this post I'll probably go back to my paper and write about how I wrote a blog about my eighteen page paper and how it is taking over my life.
love, kathryn h
7.9.10
old school
This past summer in the month of June I was heading into the Mountains to my cabin which is in Woodland UT. On the way you go through a small town(they do have a stop light) called Kamas. As me and my brother were driving down the stretch we saw two horses pulling something. at this point it was unclear what it was exactly. my only thoughts were that an Amish family had moved in or something....which would have been awesome, just kinda random.
As we came closer we could not believe the sight. The horses were pulling a palate (wooden things at grocery stores) on the palate was a lawn chair, a women was sitting on it like it was a carriage or something. If she was trying to save gas or didn't have car couldn't she just ride the horse?? the old fashioned way? Oh man she looked like she was struggling so much! Trying to stay on. also i have a few questions to ask her, I really wish that I pulled over and talked to her. 1. where are the wheels?? 2. how do you see....the horses bums are at your eye level? 3. what happens when the horses poop? does the palate just act as a shovel does and drag it around everywhere??
One of the oddest things i have seen.....maybe she needs a little help making some wheels. But then again maybe she uses this awful invention to make people look twice and laugh and how dumb it is, sure made my
day!
with love
MEGAN
As we came closer we could not believe the sight. The horses were pulling a palate (wooden things at grocery stores) on the palate was a lawn chair, a women was sitting on it like it was a carriage or something. If she was trying to save gas or didn't have car couldn't she just ride the horse?? the old fashioned way? Oh man she looked like she was struggling so much! Trying to stay on. also i have a few questions to ask her, I really wish that I pulled over and talked to her. 1. where are the wheels?? 2. how do you see....the horses bums are at your eye level? 3. what happens when the horses poop? does the palate just act as a shovel does and drag it around everywhere??
One of the oddest things i have seen.....maybe she needs a little help making some wheels. But then again maybe she uses this awful invention to make people look twice and laugh and how dumb it is, sure made my
day!
with love
MEGAN
11.6.10
Free Cereal for a Year
As I was pouring myself a bowl of Golden Puffs ® this morning, I was caught off guard by a strange object that fell into my bowl. I was in shock. I thought the days of fun toys in your cereal were over. Apparently not. This was a small, plastic-wrapped ad enticing me to enter a sweepstakes to win free cereal for a year. Who wouldn't want that?
Justin
Justin
8.6.10
Obsolete? Not quite.
The other day I noticed that a co-worker of mine had some phone books stacked under his computer monitor. It was understandable. After all, what better use could one find for a phone book? Surely we have no need to actually look up a phone number the old fashioned way.
It would seem that the only thing they're good for is taking up space - raising things up, or flattening things, such as dried-up leaves for mother.
As a kid I remember new phone books being delivered quite regularly. Each subsequent new phone book was, of course, promptly disposed of. We already had a phone book. Yes, we had gotten a new phone book just a month ago.
It saddens me to see that technology, as much as I love it, has made phone books go the way of the electric car. But I'm comforted to know that now, instead of just a phone number, I can find see a satellite photo of their house and view their annual income.
Justin
It would seem that the only thing they're good for is taking up space - raising things up, or flattening things, such as dried-up leaves for mother.
As a kid I remember new phone books being delivered quite regularly. Each subsequent new phone book was, of course, promptly disposed of. We already had a phone book. Yes, we had gotten a new phone book just a month ago.
It saddens me to see that technology, as much as I love it, has made phone books go the way of the electric car. But I'm comforted to know that now, instead of just a phone number, I can find see a satellite photo of their house and view their annual income.
Justin
7.6.10
bumper to bumper
Seeing as I am not good at voicing my emotions and putting into text what I really want to say, I am making my sister Katie do the typing for me. (Megan sits on "Freud's couch" and rambles on about nothing while I, Katie, try and put it into a context that sorta makes sense.) It didn't help that I was put in charge of the first post. My first thought was to title it FIRST POST but then I decided that everyone does that. It reminds me of my high school days of signing yearbooks, oh wait I'm in High School. Remember those people who get overly facetious (not sure what that means, but it sounds good right?) about signing dumb things like,"first person to write in your yearbook! I am so cool!" They really are not though, but we'll let them think that if they want to. So as I write this post, yes I am first, but I am going to be very very humble about it.
I feel very, how do I put this, privileged to write the first post. Being the youngest child it makes sense that they'd make me do the dirty work of the first post. You take candy from the youngest, make them buy you stuff, and make you start off the family blog. What a joke. It was hard enough growing up having my older brothers tell me I was adopted. For all I know, its true. Lets just say if my parents were to tell me I'm adopted I wouldn't be one bit surprised, I'm actually just waiting for the family council when my dad gathers us all together and announces it. Good thing I look like them, it still gives me hope.
Here it is, the first post of many from our family to yours, bumper to bumper.
Love Megan
I feel very, how do I put this, privileged to write the first post. Being the youngest child it makes sense that they'd make me do the dirty work of the first post. You take candy from the youngest, make them buy you stuff, and make you start off the family blog. What a joke. It was hard enough growing up having my older brothers tell me I was adopted. For all I know, its true. Lets just say if my parents were to tell me I'm adopted I wouldn't be one bit surprised, I'm actually just waiting for the family council when my dad gathers us all together and announces it. Good thing I look like them, it still gives me hope.
Here it is, the first post of many from our family to yours, bumper to bumper.
Love Megan
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