gray clouds...smiling at me

a few days ago it rained through the morning.

i woke up today to gray clouds and blowing leaves...

in some odd way,

the cool air and sense of fall make me miss DC in october...

i miss the hour-long metro ride to school in my cowgirl boots...

trampling over sun-stained leaves that look painted on the brick walkways...

even sitting inside and hearing the wind whistle tugs at me...

it makes me think of the housefronts and all of the cute kids there.

it is funny that it's been 2 full years and i still miss my brief stint as an

"east coast girl"



this makes me want to get some pumpkins and liven up the place.

at very least its time for some snickers mix.

stat.

easter bunnies

dear easter bunny,

i am still thinking about how you came last week,
and how magical easter was for some reason this year.

now in my top three holidays i think.

why?
because we are with family,
we still eat,
have some fun gimmicky thing with eggs,
and we get together
because of the savior.

i loved every minute of this beautiful day
and soaked in every word of truth that was spoken.

thanks for making this a memorable one for me.

elle loved easter so much she wanted to eat it.

then she was ticked when she realized we were going to eat chicken.
cooked.

kenna enjoyed the vitamin D...

and so did the grown ups...
[please excuse mr. waldo/30 rock's kenneth as he gleefully skips about the yard]

(after successfully locating 3 eggs...)
"but i jus wanta canny"

[note the 3 classes of egg-hunters in our midst...]

the easter bunny did something fun for the adults that might need to be a tradition...[cough]
he left notes with clues on them of where to find a larger wrapped gift in the house somewhere.
rob found his happy thought.

and then,

we played away the day...

i thought this turned out kinda cool:

a beautiful shot of g-ma:

theme of the day:

ooh... who's that?

cc just mentioned that we will be needing large, large large hard-drives when we have kids.
i take so many of my [not] kids already...

thanks everyone for the beautiful days of fun.
the Lord is good to me.
i am so glad to know that He lives and loves me.
my family is proof of that.

two things on this fine day of celebrating green

one,

i heart all things green.
there, i have said it.

i am scottish even.
went to the highland games and everything,
but i love march
and wear green every day to celebrate my love for it.

[2]
i would also like to speak of my boldness to
venture forth in the style world...

this weekend i shopped with my sister
and did something i thought i would never do:
i bought some leggings

now before you get all crazytown on me,
let me explain:

i hated leggings.
i hated that they come from the eighties,
i hated that i secretly love them but
never thought they would be cute on such a body as my own...
(those skinny chicks always seem to pull off that crap)

yesterday,
i put them on with a cute little black-n-white dress
and some serious fun flats,
walked out of the door with a tinge of nervousness
[like the day i ran our of the house in capris and bobbed hair for the first time
on the last day of 8th grade.]

[side note: i should explain that i remain conflicted
about most legging-use. many are guilty of misuse,
especially if they are metallic or something...]

my employees validated me,
and i wished my more style-prone friends
(e.g. linz, rose, calli...) could have seen it...

all the while, i feared husband's reaction...
i have practically preached the legging negligence at our house.

i am proud to report:
he loved them.

welcome, meg.
glad to have you back in the
"who-the-hell-cares-what-you-wear" world.


and happy st. patty's to ya'all

i will be wearing green and taking my green cupcakes to school.
i feel like it's my birthday.
no, it's better.

blogger confession:

i have not been the best blogger lately,
and I realize this.

the combination of having $#@! loads of homework to do daily,
a husband to feed,
and a mom to babysit,

...i have stuff.

this week i hope you are all mia as well.

goin goin back back to cali cali
for a reunion of the moffat clan.

first time as a married woman.

we have a few secrets to share...
i will share them soon, but not yet.

all i will say is:
life changing,
and awesome.

halloweeny

i guess i got into it after all.

our team decided the day before to be a white trash wedding...

naturally,
the clean white mormon girl is the knocked up bride.

i may or may not have been several minutes late
due to the need for a boob tat.


(sorry for the blurry pictures.
i had maddi's camera that day.
she no have no cord)

things that make me shimmy...

yes! bout freakin time...

[not pictured: all the long sleeves and sweaters i just retrieved from my mom's.
good thing this is 2/3 of my wardrobe and i live in phoenix...]

the only corner of this house that i can call my own...

"Snickers" Mix:

1 candy corn
(try the carmel ones...even betta)
+
2 plain [halloween colored] m&ms
+
2 peanuts
=
snickers!

the view on the way home from work...


and the best yet,


jonathan parker moffat

10.28.2009
8lbs 11oz 21in

my first nephew:

thanks, for the reasons to smile today.

i needed them.

what is wrong with me?!

what happened to the day that i couldn't wait to show off my hilarious costume
and show up at some party and dance in the dark with other creepy people?

i don't know.

but halloween just makes me wish i had kids.

because, for some odd reason, we are in a
"lack of halloweenie mood" funk,

i am giving my husband a gift this year.

scary movies.
at the cabin.
(wish me luck)

[the only day a year that this will ever happen]

i used to care about this random, in-between holiday
that takes over the stores like it owns the place,
even if it was a hint of care.

costume's of fun meg past:

(i'm sure a series of princesses and fairies...)
cruela deville
elvis
grapes
spartan cheerleader
michael jackson
mary poppins
sarah palin*

new problem:

have to be something at work.
no ideas,
and even worse,
no motivation to be in the "dress up" spirit!

what is wrong with me?!

ps. if you have ideas,
or pictures/proof that fun meg once existed,
i want em.



*[word of the wise:
if you live in DC during election time,
do NOT be sarah palin and look and sound just like her.
you will get nearly shot in georgetown.]

twilight zone memorial moment

for the past month,

and my husband and co-workers could vouch,

EVERYTIME i check the time randomly,

it is 9:11.

i didn't know whether to be freaked out by it or not.

last night, when it happened as usual,

and i exclaimed,

"OMG, what is going on here!"

i remembered that today is the day.

maybe i was getting a reminder.

i was supposed to stop and think of the room full

of scared teenagers in a high school english class

or the scared look on my teacher's face

when she cancelled class and stared

maybe i was supossed to remember that day that i went home

and it hit me that thousands of people were now without families.

and i felt guilty for being safe.

i am grateful to be where i am, to live where i live,

and to have the freedom we do.

i hope that the worst is over.

[and i can't believe it took 8 years

to make this day a holiday...]

nostalgia

[foto by jd]

as i was writing my bio for class
i realized how much i miss DC.

i miss the black people,
the talented kids,
the singing,
the metro.

i miss this big green chair in front of my school,
and i miss bus drivas.

i loved rain and the wet dewy walk
over wet, colorful splashes of the fall leaves on brick sidewalks.



here it is just hot.
[cept for the awesome rain outta nowhere last night!]
and i get to hang out with my best friend daily...
and see my family all the time...
and go to the cabin occationally...
or even the beach...

hey wait!
this is fantastic!


dear Very Near Future,

lets be here soon:

[foto by peg]

ok. sounds good for me too...
weekend of not-laboring it is...

a few things coming up...

hold on to your butts, guys,

its gonna get crazy round here...

selective amnesia

have you ever found yourself in a phase of life,
completely new,
and suddenly you couldn't recall life before?


like when you got to high school.
felt like you were always there,
and that you would never get out.
nothing mattered outside of your high school world...

like college.
never. ended.
and while there, high school was a blur.


i can't remember what it was like to not be a clifford.
i forgot what it felt like to wonder and worry and imagine.
the last few years are hard to pull up.
at least all of the bad stuff feels erased.



and i thank God for the tender mercy that that is.



[clifford people. at the river in payson.]