Dentist Visit

I hate the dentist. Does anyone actually like the dentist? So I was not looking forward to my appointment today. Here I am an hour later and I'm not hating life! The dental hygienist was awesome and didn't even scrape my gums. She also used the right amount of toothpaste so I wasn't drooling and choking. That's not even the best part. The dentist came in and told me I HAVE NO CAVITIES!!! That's right ladies and gentlemen, no cavities. Apparently my sensitivity is just from congestion which means I take a Claritin D and I am good to go. Who knew??? When the lady was checking me out she said no need for a follow up appointment and I think that was the best news I have heard. So here I am, sitting on the couch, eating Saltines and watching Grey's Anatomy re-runs. Go me!

80 Days of Summer

Okay kids, it's time to try something new. I'm going to call it 80 Days of Summer and it's going to be pretty B.A. (hopefully). As you know I'm married to a teacher. And that said teacher has the whole summer off. Since my teacher-husband has the summer off I'm assuming we'll be doing lots-o-fun things.

So what's the plan? 

All summer (From June 1 to around Aug 20) I am going to be documenting our summer days, nights and adventures.

I'm going to attempt to post every day (But let's be honest, that's not going to happen) so at least 5 times a week is going to seem like a success to me. I'm not promising anything spectacular but I think it will be a fun change in my blogging life. Don't worry, when people are stupid or something funny happens that will be documented as well.

So to kick things off right, here are a few pictures from our weekend. Bart and I went down to St. George to visit my best friend Sarah. We had an awesome time and on Monday we visited Red Cliffs Recreation Area. We went on this bad ass hike that included scaling the walls and jumping off cliffs.

The day was hot and the water was freezing. It was such a fun day!

Love-Suckers

"So how long have you been married?"


"one year"


"Oh, so you guys still love each other then."



WTF?

I had this conversation with someone the other day and unfortunately this wasn't the first time. Why are people so depressing about love? I'm sorry your love life sucks but stop being stupid about mine! I told Bart I didn't want to be that future couple who doesn't really like each other. Call me a crazy newlywed but I don't think that is how a marriage has to be.

In my mind it takes two to make a bad/depressing/non-loving marriage just like it takes two to make a fun/happy/loving one.

FYI

For my internship I had to interview one of the professionals I am working with and let me tell you it was awesome! See gave me such great advice about the future and told me if my desire is to be a producer I will be able to find a job easily and get the experience I need.

When she was talking about herself right out of college it was like she was describing me! I am so glad to know I'm not the only one who feels the way I do and had the desires and reservations about this career choice that I do. She said the biggest mistake college students make is unrealistic expectations. Luckily for me I have pretty low expectations- I just feel like I am going to have to start at the bottom and work my way up and that doesn't bother me. I understand the importance of learning and making mistakes and then moving up in the world. What good is starting your dream job when you're 23? What are you going to do for the next 35 years??

It's going to be tough, and take a lot of work, but it will pay off eventually and I think I'm going to love it!

Also, I randomly got a scholarship in the mail the other day! I wasn't expecting it at all and I had the biggest grin on my face when I got it. I never got scholarships because I didn't know anything about applying before I started school and all that good stuff so this is kind of a big deal for me. I was a pretty happy camper after getting the letter. My experiences at the U have only been positive and I can see why Bart and I were meant to live here. I'm excited for this last year I have to learn and then get out in the real world. I don't know where I'll be, or what I'll be doing, but I know it will work out.


p.s. May has been the longest month of my life! It's seriously never ending! It's only the 23rd??? Sheesh.

A.M. Inspiration

"The purpose of the Gospel is to make bad men good and good men better, and to change human nature."
- David O. McKay


" I will not seek to force people to live up to my ideals but rather love them into doing the thing that is right."
- George Albert Smith

bad ideas

woke up at 3:30 a.m.
dozed until about 4:20 when I started to fall asleep and have a dream i was going to be in an earth quake (my bed was shaking and everything. yeah, i'm losing my mind.)  i knew i was going into a dream so i attempted to wake myself up and almost fell right out of bed.

bad idea.

been awake since and still have an hour before I have to leave.

i cheated in my typing class in 8th grade with the numbers so i still can't find the right number without looking down. (bad idea.)

my hair is working today. FOR ONCE.

Corn Chex and banana slices = best.breakfast.ever. (good idea)

im going to need some caffeine today to put up with the stupid girl over at you know where. (good idea)

also, i did back extensions at the gym yesterday. that was ANOTHER bad idea.

really hot shower means warm body (good idea) but really dry skin (bad idea)


idea is such a weird looking word...

Sometimes Yesterday in Africa

Sometimes I have good days where I discover I got straight A's in school and then go run 4 miles.
That was yesterday.

Today I am going to attempt to make chicken enchilada's. This can only mean one thing: my day is going to go downhill from here because let's be honest, cooking kinda pisses me off.

Also, another intern started and she is kind of stupid. Someone asked her what she wanted to pursue in broadcasting. Her reply? "I really just want to save kids in Africa. Like, own my very own village." Watch out Africa, there's a crazy chick ready to take over your world!

Then when she found out I was married she just looked at me with pity in her eyes and said "but you're so young!" then later she asked me how old I was (22) and again she's like "and you're married??" (in the annoying wow i'm judging you tone) and I raised my voice a little and said ya, and I love it so shut the hell up. okay maybe I didn't say that but I wanted to. I did say that I loved it in a tone that indicated we were don't discussing the downfall of my life that was marriage.

One Year Later

May 14, 2011

That morning last year I was good to go. My jitters and nerves were gone (thanks to a mini break down 3 days prior) and I was ready to be married. I was running late (of course) because I did a few hair cuts that morning and made sure my mom and sister had their hair done too. Bart thought I was going to leave him stranded since I was late but luckily for both of us I eventually got there. It was a stormy morning but still beautiful. The ceremony is something that can't be put into words, but it was such a special moment. I was laughing and crying pretty much through the whole thing because I was so happy. My dress was perfect and so was my groom. After pictures were all finished everyone left and I realized I left the keys in my mom's purse. Bart and I were stranded at the temple for about half an hour before someone answered their phones and brought us a spare. We didn't have any time for lunch because of that, so we went through the Taco Time drive thru for some crispy tacos. Yes, we went through the drive thru decked out in our fancy outfits. I had about 2835 napkins spread across my dress (because I spill) and luckily no taco juice got on my pretty dress. Our reception was perfect and the sunshine held out until the end. We were now Mr. and Mrs Bart Bowen.

One Year Later

May 14, 2012

I can't believe it has already been a year. I remember that day perfectly and I have only gotten happier since. Bart and I are perfect for each other. We laugh more than we fight. I know that I need to call Bart twice if it's something he needs to wake up from his nap for and Bart has realized he needs a fan on his side of the bed since I'm so toasty at night. The texture of his socks matters and no, you can't mismatch them. I get cranky when I'm tired, hot or hungry and Bart hates crowds, shopping and most people. He understands we need to take potty breaks every 2 hours on road trips and I am a bad wife if I don't pick up Pepsi when I'm grocery shopping. TV is his relaxing time and reading is mine. It's an unspoken agreement that I help him dress since he's color blind and somehow we still end up matching in the morning. Bart has gone from sitting on the couch to running 10K and I will eventually be a college grad....We finish each others sentences and I know what his every facial expression and laugh means.



I love Bart more every day. We're best friends that tease and laugh and fight and quickly forgive. If this year is any indication of what our future holds I am more than ready for what's to come.

prayers

this morning I asked:

"please help me feel useful at my internship today. please help me have things to do and take the initiative so they know i am there to work"

it totally worked.

my blog will never...

is it bad I'm not a fan of DIY, Pinterest creations or crafts in general?
is it bad I don't own a $53457 camera and pretend I'm a professional because I can take photos with said camera?

I look at these other blogs and some things (among the ones I have already mentioned have come to my attention)

my blog will never be the crafty cutesy creative place where you come and are inspired and say "wow, I wish I could do that" (unless you are referring to my writing...which may or may not be a thing).

my blog will never be full of 23408 photos per post. I love my camera. It is always in my purse. That being said, I don't document every move I make or every place I visit. I don't feel the need to have close ups of Bart's face for a greater effect.


my blog will never, and I repeat NEVER, have pictures of all the great foods I have made this week. Lets be honest, when and if I cook anything new it's not a pretty sight and it's definitely not blog worthy. I make messes and burn things and my water ALWAYS boils over the pot.

my blog will never make money. thank goodness for that. These blogs that make money are full of crap all over the page and there are so many places you could click for an outside link it takes away the focus of the blog. the side bars should never be bigger than your center column. just sayin.

i'm not even sure my blog gets read by real people. the traffic sources on my stats page are mostly random www dot pages that don't really lead anywhere. so hello cyber world. i'm glad we can be friends. 

well, i'm glad i could clear that up for anyone in case any of you were confused :)

also, i need a new wardrobe. i'm pretty sure i was wearing these things in high school. actually, my wardrobe was better when i was in high school. can someone please dress me?

Slow and Steady Wins the Race

well kids, I did it. I ran my first 5K. I even got a shirt and medal to prove it. I was the tortoise in this race just slow and steady watching people sprint past me and then having me past them as they ended up walking part of the way. This happened a bunch of times. I'm kind of jealous that they got to walk because I SURE DIDN'T! I ran the whole way and beat my personal time by 4 minutes. I came home and passed out on my bed after because races are a whole different playing field and it took a lot out of me. Bart did excellent too coming in 7 seconds slower than his friend. Go team! I'm happy about the progress we have both made and am excited about our Mud Run in a month!

To be honest, this is the first time in a really long time that I have set a goal and have accomplished and kept with it! I usually fail when it comes to goals but as far as running goes I just keep getting better which makes me happy. My love handles are also gone which makes me even happier.

Thursday

I have worked 6 hours the past 4 days and may or may not be going a little crazy.

I even googled "cheap hobbies" this morning trying to figure out what I was going to do today. The lists were stupid. Luckily my dad called me and sensed the boredom in my voice. He invited me down to help him fix the car and he needed a hair cut. YAY something to do! I headed down and thoroughly enjoyed myself. I didn't really touch the car, just leaned on it enough to make my pants dirty so it LOOKED like I had helped. It was fun to just hang out and talk plus it killed time so this was a win-win for me.

Then I came home and cleaned my house to the tunes of SHeDAISY
 again.

I don't think this place has ever looked so good. The past few days I have organized every inch of the house -getting rid of plenty. Today I busted out the broom and cleaning supplies and scrubbed my bathroom (even the floor). I then proceeded to vacuum. this was no ordinary vacuum day either. I pulled out all the furniture in our front room and dining area and vacuumed everything. i may or may not have used the little hose thingy. I even attempted to make sure all my lines were straight in the carpet-because that's how much extra time i had today to vacuum. I did all the usual cleaning as well which usually consists of picking up shoes and folding the blankets and doing the dishes. I also do lots of laundry. Not really because it HAS to be done, but because it takes a few hours which is always promising.

I even re-potted my plant yesterday. It's getting so big it can now go on the floor! I have had this thing since I moved out and it was such a little guy back then. Bart hates my plants (because he has no soul) but I'm afraid this one isn't going anywhere. Anyway, now here I am with still an hour before Bart gets home (and then a few more hours while he takes his daily old-man nap). I even made myself a smoothie people. I mean, what's next? Cooking Dinner?? Let's not get too crazy.

I now have a new respect for those crazy rich housewives who are always killing people or sleeping with them (or both) I mean there's just nothing else to do after a while! I'm sure my next post is going to be about how crazy life is and how i wish I had a day off but as of now I'm actually looking forward to working the next 4 days (sorta)

Also, new people moved upstairs so I will let you know how that goes. Bart and I decided we were going to be nice this time around and go up and introduce ourselves. I mostly want to go up so I can be a creeper and make sure they don't have anything annoying like a dog...or a child.

Early to Bed. Early to Rise....

..makes a (wo)man healthy, wealthy and wise

I go to bed early

My hubby wakes up early

The sun now shines early

which means- No sleeping in for meggy.

I don't have very much to do today since I had Monday and Tuesday off from work (besides me being a little helper elf and going in for a few hours yesterday) so my "day off" stuff has already been done. I can only clean the house so many times!

I am going to attempt to go running again today because Bart and I are running a 5K this weekend and while I have ran that distance before a couple of times, I don't want to look like a slow silly fool on Saturday. 

I found some fun old photos on my computer today:

sometimes it's weird to think I am only 22. I feel older some days, but I think that could be because I have changed so much, and my life is completely different than even 4 or 5 years ago, that it seems like more time has past. It's a good thing we change quickly, but it's strange to think back on how I use to be. 

well, it is now only 7:20. I have killed twenty minutes of my morning, now I just have to figure out what to do with the rest of it!

boyfriends

running is like a bad boyfriend. 

One day everything goes really well, better than you were expecting and you are feeling optimistic about the future thinking "hey, I can do this!"

and then 3 days later is one of the worst days you've had in a long time and you once again hate it and see it as a lost cause.

today was one of the bad days. but just like a girl with daddy issues would run back to the boyfriend, I will be outside running again tomorrow..

when will I learn?