tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46597964822335565742024-03-13T09:11:35.614-04:00FaithAndGasolineMeaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-60732807307283708332015-05-28T13:07:00.002-04:002015-05-28T13:07:48.297-04:00Please Help, God Bless Part 1I was driving my son to his guitar lesson and we came to a stop at a red light. On the side of the road stood a man. A man with a sign that read "Homeless Veteran Please Help God Bless". He had a knee brace on with not so nice jeans and a dirty looking t-sshirt. He was unshaven and in need of a haircut. Pretty much exactly like how you would expect to find a homeless man to look. Now there are typically two sides that people can take on this situation. How we react or don't react to the situation is our choice.<br />
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Some people don't feel sorry for the people who stand out there with a sign. Some people say that they should get a job just like everyone else. Some people think that they are lying and their signs hold no truth. Some people say they are all drunks and just bums and just trying to swindle us out of our monies.<br />
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Some people think that they are human beings just like me and you. Some people think that they might have just fallen on hard times. Some people think that standing on the corner with a sign is so very humbling. Some people think it is brave. Some people know the struggle that is life and feel so deeply for these strangers we see.<br />
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I suppose the last paragraph sums up me.<br />
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Sitting at a red light that I know will turn green at any second I hurriedly looked for money in my clutch sitting beside me. In there was nothing because I tend to use my bank card for everything. My heart kind of dropped. I wanted to help. I wanted to give this man hope in humanity. I wanted to do what I could for him.<br />
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Suddenly, I remembered that I keep spare dollars in my console area for parking garage fares and what not and low and behold there was some money. It was only $2 but it was all I had to give. I could only hope it would help the man I was about to pass it through the window to. I will never know because once I gave him the $2 the light turned green and I was back on my mission of taking my little boy to his guitar lessons.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-83092889865571250822015-04-20T09:28:00.001-04:002015-04-20T09:28:08.882-04:00I'm Married<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I married My Handsome Man in February. While the actual day was freezing there was so much warmth in our hearts. We had our families and close friends with us to make the day even more special. My little family of 2 became 3 on this beautiful day and we all couldn't be happier.</div>
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I have never felt so <b>enamored</b> with my life than in 2014. My little boy was amazingly healthy despite his diagnosis 4 years ago with a chronic illness. My LDR came to an end and we blissfully started a relationship here and not through a computer. I started going to church. I moved from the country to the city into our own little place. I got engaged to the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I have friends and family who love me and I love them. 2014 was a great year for me and enamored was the perfect word for it.<br />
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This year I have decided to go with the word <b>converge</b>. I don't know if you would consider it has beautiful sounding as the word enamored but it is beautiful to me.<br />
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This will be the year that everything will come together. I'm excited about all the new beginnings and the old coming together with the new.<br />
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I know that this is the perfect word to describe 2015 for me.<br />
I'm looking forward to it.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-34414396444328808552014-12-15T13:22:00.002-05:002014-12-15T13:22:47.862-05:00Rory Gilmore Book ChallengeI have always wanted to do the Rory Gilmore Book Challenge but didn't think I would ever do it. I'm not the greatest at sticking to a project. However, with many thanks to goodreads I have now read two books from the book challenge. Every month I get an email from a goodreads group for the RGBC. They have one book a month. So, it gives me plenty of time to read that book and my other books and I don't feel so overwhelmed with doing the RGBC at once. I think this is an excellent plan and I can't wait to see how many books I can get through.<br />
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<b>I joined a book club.</b><br />
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We haven't had a meeting yet but I've already dived in a finished the book of the month. Now I am anxiously awaiting for the first meeting. There are a couple of things I hadn't expected to come from joining a book club but now I am exciting even more that this was a goal on my list.<br />
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I'm exciting to read books that I never would have thought about reading. I am also excited to meet a few people who share my love of books and hopefully become fast friends with them.<br />
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The first book in my book club experience is <b>Shades Of Grey by Jasper Fforde.</b> It has nothing to do with the popular book 50 shades of grey(but that was a fun read!). It was a really interesting book and one that I had never heard of. I think I really like the author and from what I can tell from reviews and such all of his other books are just as good.<br />
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Starting the book is like drowning in the deep end of the pool. You don't know what is happening and you start to panic. Panic that you just paid for a book that you can't even make heads or tails of. Everything is so imaginative and new. Shortly after starting everything feels normal and everything he is writing feels like you've heard your whole life. Almost like you are floating across the water now and ready to sun bathe for hours.<br />
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Sometimes life can feel that way, too.<br />
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If I had to answer the question 'Is your life moving forward, backward or on hold?', I think I would have a hard time deciding between the three. I'd like to say my life is moving forward. Who doesn't want that? It some ways it definitely is. There are a lot of changes happening. Good changes. Exciting changes. Who wants their life to move backward? I don't know. Maybe moving backward doesn't have to be a bad thing all the time. Just taking a step back and changing directions. Some of the things going on in my life I never thought would happen. I've worked hard and are those things over for now? Maybe but maybe it is just a new journey starting. Is on hold bad? It sounds pretty nice. For things to just not change. To just be.<br />
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I don't know if my life is moving forward, backward, or on hold.<br />
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I do know that life is definitely happening, though.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-65519273971608182712014-04-09T22:31:00.002-04:002014-04-09T22:31:37.811-04:00Good, Bad, And UglyAt least once a week(but usually more) someone makes the comment that I drive pretty far to get to work from where I live. It definitely isn't right down the street. I have to leave a little earlier and I get home a little later than most of my coworkers.<br />
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I'm okay with this.<br />
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The drive is Meagan time. The drive is thinking time. The drive is praying time. The drive is singing loudly time. The drive is just nice before the craziness of the work day starts and before the night time rituals of the house start.<br />
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Lately, I haven't been singing loudly in my drive. In fact, I sometimes don't even turn the music on. The drive has been used for much needed thinking time. I've had a lot to think about lately. My life in its current state, my future, the what if's, the could haves's, and the should have's. Most of the time even by the time my drive is over I still haven't finished what is swirling around in my head.<br />
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The good news is I get to do it all over again the next day.<br />
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Eventually, I will figure it all out.<br />
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The good, the bad, and the ugly.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-69376121110193882352014-03-25T00:01:00.001-04:002014-03-25T00:01:38.991-04:00Over timeYears from now I might not remember exactly what happened today. I might not remember what happened yesterday or the day before. Next week. Next month. Those times build up, though. The little things become a big thing after some time.<br />
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I might not remember exactly what me and my boyfriend did on our dates. Over time I will only remember we have went on lots of dates. I will remember how wonderful they felt. I will know that they built our relationship into something bigger.<br />
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I might not remember all the fun things I have done with my son. All the little things. All the big things. Over time I will just remember the fun as a whole. I hope that is what he will remember, too.<br />
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I don't necessarily want to remember the bad things in my life. They are apart of life, however. I don't want to remember the pokes, prods, and tears. I don't want my son to remember that either. Over time I just want him to remember that I was there for him.<br />
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<b>Over time, the little things we do each day might fade away but they become so much bigger.</b>Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-16396967699198441652014-03-20T08:00:00.000-04:002014-03-20T08:00:05.437-04:00SpringToday is the first day of Spring. I have to say I'm really excited about its official start more than I have ever have been in years past. It is probably because this has been a long icy winter and I'm over it. Just over it.<br />
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I'm craving rain and flowers, sandals and pedicures and walking outside and not needing a heavy jacket.<br />
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The first day of Spring sounds refreshing.<br />
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I'm enamored with Spring already and it has just started.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-24121466799792462072014-03-16T23:00:00.001-04:002014-03-16T23:00:13.365-04:00DandelionIf I was a plant I think I would be a....<br />
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A weed but a very pretty one.<br />
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You can try to get rid of it but it keeps coming back. It is strong and doesn't give up. It is pretty. When you see a field of yellow dandelions, you don't see weeds you see pretty yellow flowers. When the dandelions are whit they are just as pretty and are ready to begin the process again. Dandelions are useful. You can eat them. I never have before but you can. You can boil the leaves of a dandelion. They are good in a salad, supposedly. You can make tea of out them. You can make wine out of them. That is more up my alley. Dandelion wine. That sounds excellent. They have lots of vitamins and are quite healthy. It can strengthen the whole body.<br />
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Yep, I would definitely be a dandelion.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-24821545931066426802014-03-14T20:26:00.000-04:002014-03-14T20:26:45.836-04:00And Now I Owe Myself Twenty-Two DollarsSometimes I don't even plan to do some of the goals on my list. Sometimes they just happen.<br />
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Driving around, it dawned on me that it was Pi day! 3.14. There is only one day to celebrate that day! Eat pie! It also happens to be a goal on my 101 list. I would have loved to make a pie to celebrate the day but I had to settle for getting a hershey sundae pie from BK. It was delish...<br />
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One book in a gift shop recently caught my big blue eyes and I had to have it. It was a cutesy book about love and I was on a date. I just had to have it.<br />
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Me and the boyfriend read this book together. I read a few pages and then he read a few pages. It was so strange that everything we read it was fitting for us to read it and not necessarily the other way around. I don't know how that was possible at all but it was really beautiful reading the book together.</div>
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This just made me love and appreciate gift shops even more. You never know what you are going to find.</div>
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Almost too many books for me to carry like this anymore. All in all I have read 15 books since starting this goal of reading my height in books. There are 2 books not in this pictured. I felt like I've read more but even thinking about 15 books in 2 months. Wow. I'd say that is quite a lot of books. Many more to go!</div>
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This was a fun easy read. I mean I read it in hours. It was funny. Mindy Kaling is funny. I knew that she wouldn't disappoint. I'd recommend this book to someone who really doesn't like to read as much as I do. I can see that type of reader enjoying this book. This also would be a good book for a plane ride or a short road trip or a beach day(I don't know what those are but some people are lucky!).</div>
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Oh, this sweet book. Sweet little book. It is written from a cats perspective(for the most part). It is adorable the way the cat, Prudence, sees the world. It actually was a sad story with a very happy ending. I'm a sucker for happy endings. I would have been very upset if the book didn't end happy. This is a wonderfully cute book. If you are a cat lover, go read it!</div>
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Have you read Gone Girl? This is by the same author. I don't know if I like the book or not. It wasn't a bad book. In fact it was a decent book. It just didn't leave any lasting impressions on me. The plot of the book actually could have gone a few ways and once it didn't go the way I wanted to start to rewrite it! Hah. If there is a big thunderstorm coming up, I think I would light a few candles, grab a blanket, and curl up with this murder mystery book. See? That doesn't sound bad.</div>
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Some of my goals are fun and light hearted while others are more challenging. I didn't want it to be a list that felt like a chore. I'm right! This list has been fun! Even the challenging ones are fun!<br />
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One goal I didn't think I would actually have any problems with is saving 11 dollars for every goal completed. I guess I just assumed the goals wouldn't be completed like BAM BAM BAM! I'm really lucky that because of my job I always have cash on hand but even so handing over $99 in the first 2 months was hard to do! I could have gotten a shirt on clearance, a new coffee mug, a delicious frappe, or something else but off the money went into a envelope marked "Goal List Money".<br />
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Saving money is a good thing and I really am not complaining. I just always need to have $11 on hand because who knows when the next goal is going to be completed.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-75437612908880641112014-02-24T21:51:00.000-05:002014-02-24T21:51:17.449-05:00Romantic GetawayMy amazingly sweet boyfriend surprised me with a little romantic getaway for my birthday. I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate. The getaway was just perfect. He kept it all a surprise, which is a little hard to do with me. I don't like surprises all that much! Maybe I'm changing my mind on that. He also has been amazing at trying to knock goals off my 101 in 1001 list. He thought of a few things we could do on this trip but I don't know if he realized that "Go on a romantic getaway with My Love" was a goal on my list! Goal completed!<br />
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We went to a tiny little town in Kentucky not far from where we live. It had a cute little Inn. It was full of antiques and had plenty of history behind it. I'd love to just duplicate it and have it as my own house!<br />
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It was the PERFECT birthday and romantic getaway. I can't thank my sweet boyfriend enough for doing something so special for me. I'm definitely already loving being twenty-<strike>eig </strike>AHH I'M OLD already.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-89217487992499772102014-02-18T07:30:00.000-05:002014-02-18T07:30:01.137-05:00Enveloped In LoveI think this post should be titled "How To Win Brownie Points With Your Boyfriend" but somehow I don't think that comes off quite so loving sounding. If that was the title I could definitely point you in the right direction because I scored a million brownie points with my boyfriend on a date I planned for him.<br />
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Me and the boyfriend usually have Monday Day Dates but this one was a little special. I had the whole day planned out and it was a surprise! I'm bad with surprises so I'm proud I didn't let anything slip. I picked him up early in the morning and wouldn't tell him where we were going. This was a tad difficult to do because he lives in the city and I don't. I only know how to get to certain things in the city like the hospital and the bars. Sometimes I need to go to both of those things in the same night. Just sayin'. Kidding. Kidding.<br />
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Along the way I handed him envelopes that had cute little things written inside of them. They all started out with "I love you because..." and they had to do with what we were currently doing. When he held my hand in the car. When he looked at me a certain way. It was all about timing with the envelopes. It worked out perfect. It was such a sweet and simple way to show him how much I love him.<br />
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The envelopes were definitely a key part of the surprise but the destination was special on its own. M has been wanting to go there for awhile now. I brought him to the Big Four Pedestrian Bride in Louisville, KY. You walk across the Ohio river. It is a pretty spectacular view. I knew it would be cold but 45 degrees sounded a lot warmer than the 5 degrees it has been. Who am I kidding? It was still cold and quite icy! It was still special. We walked together and he opened a few more envelopes along the way.</div>
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Unfortunately, things started to go bad. We were sat at a high top table in the bar area. My 6 year old child isn't tall enough to reach the seats on his own not to mention it is in the bar area! We get settled. We order. Our food takes forever to get there. We ordered sandwiches and chicken tenders. Our drinks were sitting there empty. When our food got there, mine was not great and I didn't eat it. All in all for me, it wasn't a pleasant dining experience.<br />
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Then I remembered what I just posted about the <a href="http://www.faithandgasoline.com/2014/02/perfect-meal.html" target="_blank">perfect meal</a>. I looked at my 2 boys and decided I was going to enjoy this lunch no matter what. It was Valentine's Day. I had the 2 greatest Valentine's with me. It didn't matter that the service and food were not outstanding. <b>The meal was perfect.</b><br />
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Since, it was Valentine's Day and at this point I'm sure the waitress thought she wasn't going to get a good tip I decided to go ahead and 100% tip her. It is on my <a href="http://www.faithandgasoline.com/2013/12/101-goals-in-1001-days.html" target="_blank">101 goal list</a> to do. Marshall was paying for the actual lunch but I decided since it was my goal I should leave the 100% tip. Luckily, I had exactly that much in cash. Funny how that worked out!<br />
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Valentine's Day was an adventure for us. It didn't stop there. The whole day brought on more crazy, crazy ,crazy times but it was a wonderful day. I got to spend it with my 2 loves. That is what counts!Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-65655038594659537602014-02-13T07:30:00.000-05:002014-02-13T07:30:00.504-05:00Good DeedsI bought a book/journal awhile ago. It is called One Good Deed A Day. Like the title says it has one good deed a day you can do. The book isn't really set up user friendly, though. There is no way of knowing where a good deed in the book is and if you pick a good deed but you happen to do a different good deed for the day then..well...you're out of luck. One day I am going to figure out to use this book. One day.<br />
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Since the book wasn't specifically written for hair stylists that live in Kentucky, the good deed I did is probably not in the book anyway. Maybe I don't need this book after all.<br />
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A lady came into the salon. She sat down in my chair and went on for a good 5 minutes about how she loved the last haircut I gave her. I let her talk for the full 5 minutes because I don't mind hearing about how awesome I am. When she finally finished complimenting me she whipped out her phone and told me she had a picture of how she wanted her hair cut this time. This usually isn't a problem. I might not be able to give you the exact cut as in the picture but I can get a pretty good general look of it for you.<br />
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<b>My only rule is if the picture you are about to show me on your cellphone is older than any cellphone ever invented then you should just put that thing away. I'm not doing it!</b><br />
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Of course, I don't actually have the option of not doing it because that is a) rude of me and b) I don't own the salon I work in. I am your slave. I will do as you wish even if it is ugly as heck hair from the 1980s.<br />
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And that is what she showed me. A picture of her from over 20 years ago with feathered hair that closely resembled Joe Dirt.<br />
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And I had to do but I gave her some Meagan style which means I gave her an updated look of that horrific picture she showed me. That is my job. To make you beautiful and somewhat presentable for 2014.<br />
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When I was done, she wanted it shorter on the sides. She really wanted a mullet. I'm surrounded by mirrors and I am known for my facial expressions. She saw it right away. She laughed and I laughed. I explained to her that what she wanted was Joe Dirts hair haircut and I don't think that is really a good thing. I'm an honest hair stylist. I then sat down curled her feather crap and teased the top and told her she can still get it to look like Farrah Fawcett.<br />
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She liked it. She thanked me for saving her from a bad hair decision.<br />
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Amen.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-9444055671012681172014-02-12T07:00:00.000-05:002014-02-12T07:00:01.908-05:00Perfect MealThe perfect meal has nothing to do with the actual food. The perfect meal doesn't have to take hours to prepare. The perfect meal doesn't mean you have to go out and eat. The perfect meal doesn't mean you have to dress up for it. The perfect meal doesn't even have to be fancy. The perfect meal might be just peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. The perfect meal has everything to do with who you are sharing it with. The perfect meal might be most disgusting awful thing in front of you but if the right person was across you or beside you then it wouldn't really matter. The perfect meal might be and could be happening to you every single night.Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-78150690931115676792014-02-10T08:30:00.000-05:002014-02-10T08:30:00.180-05:00Reading My Height In Books Part 3I've been on a historical fiction/non-fiction kick all about the same time period. I've read The Book Thief and now these two below. There are a lot of sadness within the books. Tissues are required.<br />
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This weekend I was made to feel less than. Basically, that I was not <b>good enough</b>. That my past defined me. That my present didn't meet their standards. That my future would never amount to much. It wasn't put so blunt but I can read between the lines.<br />
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And the one person who should have defended me and supported me...didn't. They<b> faltered</b>. They doubted. They are probably still confused and torn as you are reading this.<br />
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Let me tell you something...I am <b>good enough</b>. I deserve to be treated better. I deserve so much better. We all do. You, me, her, him, and them. We all deserve better. No one should <b>EVER</b> be made to feel like I did this weekend.<br />
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I have made mistakes. Who hasn't? That is life. You learn from them, you move on, and hope not to repeat them again. My mistakes don't define me. My mistakes are guiding me.<br />
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<b>I am the woman who is striving to be a better person every day of her life.</b><br />
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I feel really sad for people who expect everyone to fit in a perfect little mold of what we should be like. They are missing out on so many amazing people. It really hurts me to the <b>depths of my soul</b> that there are people that have the appearance of being good, loving, and righteous but they have no room in their<b> hearts</b> for anything that is different.<br />
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I feel really sad for the people who just follow in their footsteps without questioning.<br />
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You know who I don't feel sorry for? Me. I am Meagan. The mother of Gage. The hair stylist. The woman who at almost 28 still lives with her parents. The payer of her own bills. The book lover. The shopping enthusiast. The best friend. The listener. The woman who wants to go to church but never does. The strong one. The weak one. The supportive one. The loyal one. The person who forgot it was your birthday. The random gift giver. The tickler of tiny toes. The mommy who is sorry she yelled at you. The movie watcher. The reality TV junkie. The car singer. The dress wearer. The sock hater. The caring one. The person with a good heart.<br />
<b>The person is so much more than she could ever list.</b><br />
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I am Meagan. I will always be Meagan. I've never pretended to be anyone else. I keep it real.<br />
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My life isn't always perfect. Things might not always turn out the way I want it to. I might stumble from time to time.<br />
My life is lovely, though. Every mistake. Every blessing. It is mine.<br />
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<b>I am good enough.</b>Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-48817243437087598372014-02-07T07:30:00.000-05:002014-02-07T12:12:31.476-05:00Don't Be A Joy Sucker<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I love Valentine's Day. Love it so much I would marry it. I love Valentine's Day even if I'm not in a relationship. It doesn't change anything for it. This day is about love. I'm going to love my son, my parents, my coworkers, my friends, the mailman, the gas station worker and this year I really do get to love my boyfriend on this day!</div>
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I don't think I have any pictures from that hair era but here I am about a year out from that cut. Still pretty short in my book.</div>
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and 3 years after that picture I feel like my hair is never growing. It will never be long enough. </div>
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I went from the girl who didn't really care that you accidentally cut all her hair off to the girl who will throw a fit if you cut more than an inch off at a time. </div>
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I feel like it is such a big deal now that my hair is longer that it is expected to stay long. I really think the people in my life might be absolutely shocked if I one day I had long hair and then next it was short. </div>
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And yet I keep playing with this idea.</div>
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But talking myself out of it because it took forever for me to grow it out.</div>
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<b>Is there anything(not immoral or controversial) that if you did it, people would be shocked?</b></div>
Meaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10749883745817731380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659796482233556574.post-5238253941310550662014-02-05T07:00:00.000-05:002014-02-05T07:00:01.108-05:00Silly Faces<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Silly faces in crowded places</div>
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Make pretty smiles as big as a child's</div>
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Silly faces in crowded places</div>
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Makes loud laughter as we keep making faces after</div>
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Silly faces in crowded places</div>
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Makes this place brighter and our hearts lighter</div>
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