As I mentioned in my previous post, poor Jonah does have some emotional issues, but as with all mothers, I’m pretty sure most of it is my fault. In the midst of his drama on Sunday (see The End of The World…Before Breakfast for THAT), I recalled an incident that happened when I was pregnant with his little sister and he was 2 1/2:
Note: I started this post going one direction, and it’s SQUIRRELING in 5 different directions, so this will be a multi-part post.
This morning I came across another blog from The Daily Post who challenged us to look at things from another perspective. And I recalled the PERFECT story:
As I should have expected, Sexy Grandma was a hit. I thought in honor of us going to hang out with her tonight, I would share some of the more imperative Life Lessons, as taught to me (either directly or indirectly) by Sexy Grandma. So here they are, in no particular order:
As many of you many know, this weekend should practically be a holiday: it is the release of “My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2”. For those of who are unfamiliar with the ORIGINAL film “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, there is SUCH a GAPING hole in your life that you didn’t even realize. You MUST rent and see it at once. For those of you who don’t enjoy the movie. You might as well stop reading now, as we can never be friends since that movie is my life. True story.
To say how thankful and humbled I have been within these past 24 hours is an understatement. The outpouring of support, and more importantly, the offers of new panties have left me in shock. I’m a size 8 by the way 🙂 There are a LOT of us warped, snarkcastic weirdos out here! Were you ALL dropped on your heads too as children? Continue Reading
Everyone keeps telling me, “Megan, so much has happened to you! Your life should be a sitcom,” or “you should write a book”. Unfortunately to date I have not had any sitcom offers come up (feel free to contact any network execs you know), and I CERTAINLY don’t have the attention span to sit myself down and write an entire book. I did get to thinking, in the shower (where I come up with ALL of my Grandiose ideas) that when I am really down and feeling sorry for myself, it always helps to try and think of “it could be worse”. Also, I’ve been told that I make people laugh (besides with just my looks and singing). That’s when it hit me, like a raging, stinking, sweaty bull in mating season: I could use this new fangled (sarcasm font) blog technology! So for better or worse, I have decided to start chronicling some of my more adventurous moments… via blog, in the hopes that they will bring some much needed laughter, and perhaps perspective, to those who need it. Be warned, just like me, this will probably be quirky, and bounce around like a squirrel with ADHD on a sugar-high. Continue Reading