Monthly Archives: July 2009

Moving Season

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Moving Season

Moving Season

Once again, it’s moving season here in the Megan and Meghan household. You ask “What is this talk of moving season?”. Well I am here to fill you in on the wonders and joys of moving season.

Moving season is like being pregnant with out the morning sickness and birth of a jam handed, sticky child nine months later. You can eat what you want, when you want because after all god forbid we waste food. At the same time eating out everyday is equally acceptable as you don’t want to dirty the dishes you already packed or exert any additional energy planning a meal.

In our house moving season also consists of burning a new CD featuring the likes of Kelly Pickler, Miley Cyrus, Madonna and other artists that allow us to sing out our frustration at the fact that the hand blender just *won’t* fit into that box. We also take advantage of the ability to drink. Wine, blended beverages, bloody mary’s, mojitos etc. Similar to food we just can’t let good alcohol go to waste… we would have to do some serious repentance if we did that. Maybe I could hit up the confessional for that one… then again maybe not.

So if you’re having a dull day or are in need of some strategically placed frustration head on over. We’ll feed you creamed corn, Lima beans, and a half a trout (that’s really all we have left), while making you a mojito with brandy (well after all we drank the rum already, geez you have high expectations).

I don’t like to cuddle… And?

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So in general people like to cuddle. Snuggle up on the couch during a movie, lay by a fireplace being all romantic, just canoodle in bed a bit before falling asleep… personally I don’t like to be touched for extended periods of time. I can’t for the life of me figure out how the hell you fall asleep with someone touching you. I can actually produce REAL anxiety over the thought of having to share a bed with someone later in life. I sweat bullets, obsess over it and honestly figure that the fact I can’t lie next to my future boyfriend/husband/whomever will be the end of that relationship.

Maybe I should invest in a King bed, though I think that’s a bit of overkill considering the only people in my bed at this time are me and my 8 lb. dog with an attitude. Not to mention the $1,000 price tag associated with my over zealous attempt to crush my cuddle anxiety.

Now that I have discouraged any guy from ever wanting to date me… I’ll continue in my queen bed anxiety free. Phew, solved that one.

Busy, busy busy.

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The next few weeks are probably going to kill me, just kill me dead. Ok, ok I’m exaggerating, but nonetheless they are going to be one crazy, hectic mess. I’m getting ready to move (see Housing Gods) to Denver, trying to prepare for family and friends to come into town for my sister’s graduation party, plan to make about 6 million cupcakes and dinner at least one night. I’m about 98.45% sure that I’ll end up at the party in desperate need of a shower with CRAZY hair and a frosting mustache, but I mean I’ll need a snack for later right?

So I’ll stop going on and on about the details of my week… though let me just tell you today started with a painful bang. It was one of those bad days for the books. Good thing I’ve got my newest discovery on hand to cheer me right up… Portable Applesauce

I found this little wonder in our new Whole Foods (there’s a whole different post for that one). Portable applesauce? Why didn’t I think of that? You can drop this little guy in your back pocket, your purse, stick it in the glove box or under you pillow at night for a snack. We all know I love a good snack, so why not?

Adjetivo.

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My wonderful friend Rachel just got back from Buenos Aires a week ago, and she brought me the most fantabulous wallet that has ever existed on the face of the earth. Try not to be jealous… I would be if I were you. If it wouldn’t be worthless to sleep with it at night, I probably would. But for now I’ll just give you a glimpse: