I caved

In my defense (excuse) I am fighting off a cold, can count on one hand with fingers left over the times that I have had ice cream in the last two months and I have been fighting this craving for the past week. Please don't judge

P.S. at least I am drinking OJ and since I already take vitamins so I am definitely getting my Vitamin C

An epic entry for an epic weekend

I love three day weekends for the sole reason that it means I don't work on a day that I normally would. Here's a recap of a great Memorial Day weekend:

Friday
The night got started off nice with margaritas and game night, in which Team SoCal won, not once but twice at Cranium WOW (my new fav. edition). Though too many margaritas later led to passing out on the floor and having weird dreams and I am pretty I did some minor sleep walk/talk.

Saturday
Too hungover to go to water aerobics. Though did walk around in the wonderful sun for about 1.5 hours, so I got my work out in for the day and felt less gross about the amount of drinking I had. I did have to do a semi-walk of shame -alcohol in hand-something which proud to say have not had to too much in my life. Saturday also involved seeing a friend I hadn't seen in a while, eating really good food and helping the Ash clean out her closet and the crazy discoveries that ensued.

Sunday
This was THE day of the weekend. Rubi, Ash and I headed over to the Gorge for Sasquatch, bright and early. We got there in plenty of time and just in time as the down pour started. But I wasn't a Girl Scout for nothing and pulled a McGuyver and fancied a poncho out of the recycling bags. Okay, so maybe it wasn't developing a roll of film in orange juice and milk, but whatever.

After settling down with food and drinks we watched as Blue Scholars took the main stage. They always put on a great show no matter the size of the crowd. I have seen them at the smallest of venues and the biggest and each time they never disappoint.

Next up was Tegan and Sara, who were so awesome. This was the first time that I had seen them live and they were just amazing. Their stage banter was fun and witty, plus they have great Canadian accents, what more could you want? They also played a good mix of new and old song, and while they didn't play some of my all-time favorites, I won't hold it against them

The Cold War Kids followed and despite opening with a really slow song the rest of the set was up beat and fun. They played did play my favorite song of their's "We Used to Vacation Here," and was a good set over all.

We got to the Wookie Stage with plenty of time before Mates of State came on stage. Man, they are so much fun. I really dig their music and it was good to here stuff off their new album. Plus their closed with my new favorite song, which again, a plus.



The one bummer of the day was that we didn't get to see The Kooks because they were being such divas about their sound check. They were setting up for over 45mins. So we had to say "peace" and head back to the main stage to see, my main reason for going, Death Cab for Cutie.

The first time I saw Death Cab, it was in a small venue, but seeing them at The Gorge was awesome. Despite Ben Gibbard's need for a hair cut and overly dramatic instrumental parts the show was amazing. How did they know to play my two favorite songs Crooked Teeth and The Sound of Settling back-to-back? It must have been kismet.

We stayed for one song of The Cure.... but man are they soooo dramatic and dreary. So we booked back to the 'Burg.

I think that one of the best part of weekends was just hanging out with the girls, something that hasn't happened a lot lately and so just being present and enjoying the moment was great.

Monday
This day involved mostly eating, sleeping and dreading the prospect of work. Though I did finally watch the finales of Grey's and Ugly Betty. Tres exciting, hopefully things get back to the way they were on Grey's and that Betty when to Rome with Gio .... because it would be so ridiculous and un-Betty-like for her to marry Henry

Overall People Watching Observations:

• I have never seen so many iphones in my life, especially on people who dress and act as though they are too cool for expensive gadgets


• Why oh why would you walk around barefoot at The Gorge, do you really think that it is sanitary?
  
• When did it become so cool to smoke cigarettes? I swear everyone and the mother was a chain smoker


• The average age of the people there had to be like 15. Seriously? Who let's their 15 year old go to an all-day/weekend festival by themselves?

We're soaring, we're flying

So this obviously wasn't the video from the production of High School Musical that I saw last night, but it was the closest that I could find that could accurately depict what the experience was like.

Yes, I sure lucked out last night when I got to see the live production of High School Musical for free. It was really good, it was one of those times when you find yourself smiling at all your favorite parts and using all your might not to jump up and sing along. And it didn't matter that I am not a tween, nor have been for quite some time now because there were people of all ages there.

The stage production is different from the movie, which at a few times bothered me, but for the most part I embraced the differences. There were quips and modernized lines that got added in that are the great part about seeing a musical. Plus I loved that they made the role of Ms. Darbis bigger and the tension between her and Coach Bolton was good. There were some new songs, which were okay, but like the little girl sitting behind me said "I don't know this one, I can't sing along."

However, this leads into my one complaint about the show, which was this bitchy usher who made the above mentioned little girl cry. During the first act, the little girl (who is at most 5) was singing along to the songs, and it wasn't loud, obnoxious singing, just quiet enough that you could tell she was doing it, but not disruptive at all. Apparently it was bothering the usher who came by at intermission and said "I hear we have a little singer [looks at the little girl and then at her parents] and I have to ask her to stop because people paid to to hear a show and she is being disruptive."

The parents then have to tell the girl that she can't sing and she looks like she is on the verge of tears. So the family in front of her tells the usher that the singing is fine and it isn't bothering them. My friend and I chimed in as well asking who would complain about that and we didn't mind either that she was singing.

Then the bitch said "Well no one was complaining, we just can't have her singing people paid for the show to hear the people on stage sing." Well, we all rallied around this little girl and told her to move towards the the middle of the row and that she could sing if she wanted to because it didn't bother us. So that's what her parents did and she continued to sing through the second act (well minus the song that was new).

But seriously, who gets their jollies out of making little girls cry when no one is complaining about her singing in the first place.

The zah-zah-zuu feeling

Reading an article in Entertainment Weekly about the new Sex and the City movie got me thinking about the quote or rather noise that Carrie makes when talking about how she feels for Berger. And while, I think that what Carrie calls it is lame, it still makes me realize how much I miss that feeling.

I miss that weak in the knees, butterflies, stomach drops to the floor feeling. It is the feeling of excitement that you can feel even after the moment has passed and you are just reliving that moment. The times when you get goosebumps at the slightest touch or just being inches away from that person. And it is totally different from just feeling nervous around someone you might be interested in, its like in its own category of emotions that just makes you smile just thinking about it.

Though I have only had that feeling with two different people in my life (though countless times with tv show and book characters) and it always led to bits of drama and also distracted me too much from more important things; I still really like it.

But that is not to say that I want that feeling back now (though obviously never opposed to it) because are going the way I want them too now. I am starting to feel better about who I am as a person and things I can do change what I am unhappy with to become happier. My friendships are doing good, plus with one of the besties leaving for China, I want to spend as much time with her. And things are at point where it is all going pretty well, and why rock the boat?

Those Su-ummmer Niii-ights...

Well technically its not summer yet, but man did last night sure feel like it. Maybe it was because it was a little humid (as my roommate pointed out) or just the fact that it wasn't freezing. Or maybe knowing that sun is supposed to show its face starting today, making Friday a warm and wonderful day. But either way there was an excitment in the air that just felt like summer.



So come this Christmas instead of being with the family I will be with friends in Mexico! Yeah, it is sad that I won't see the familia, but there was bound to be a time when I wouldn't be able to go home for that, might as well be now. So come Christmas day, mis amigos y yo will be flying down to warm weather and sun. Let's just hope we don't all hate each other by then, otherwise, man what an awkward flight(s)

A matter of perspective

So I am now the proud owner of my very first car. Scary concept right? Considering I always figured I would never own a car until I was responsible for more than just myself, this is a big change for me. But maybe it will be good. Just another "adult" responsibility for me to master. But can I just say that it is lame that I had to get a car when gas prices are so outrageous.

In other news, the 'rents came to visit this past weekend, which was a lot of fun. Though it just seemed like another excuse I found for myself to take a break from exercising and portion control and just eating better foods in general. Though it is true that I don't always eat Red Velvet Cupcakes for breakfast (so yummy!). I didn't need to have a cookie, rum and cokes and kettle corn as my dinner.

I didn't quite make the goal that I wanted, so my lovely j crew flip-flops will stay in their box until next week. But I am not going to let that get me down. Well, beyond the three minutes of "aw man" feeling I had yesterday. But I am getting better. And if anything the best outcome of all of this is that I like myself a whole lot more and I get back into working out again, which are pretty awesome outcomes.

But something that I came across recently that I have adopted as my new motto:

"If you broke a plate from your favorite set of china - would you then go break the rest of the entire set, or would you mourn the loss of that one plate and move on?"

I'm back: A Megan Story

It has been a while since I have updated, life has seem to gotten much busier than I could have ever imagined. There have birthdays, wedding and a funeral, plus just the general excitement that has become my life:


Stalked Aaron Eckhart at the Market


Learned a new skill


Attended the best wedding to ever occur in the 'Burg



Celebrated the birth of my good friend Ash




Road tripped to Portland for a weekend of fun for Maegan's birthday


Witnessed one the crazier 21st birthdays



Said good-bye to Papa* -- but reunited with family and hung out with a drunk Dad



*I can't figure out how to get this picture not turned on its side