Basements and Neighbors… and dumb doors…

I think someone has put a curse on me… in the past two days I’ve been “’locked out” three times. These are the first instances of me being locked out in the last 4 months of living here! Someone is really happy about locking my door. The first two times I was able to crawl through the window, thank goodness for basement apartments! My neighbor, Wylie, got a good laugh watching me crawl in on one of these occasions. Today the window was locked as well… so that meant one thing… go find Trevor… Trevor is amazing at credit carding doors, its a beautiful talent and I’m glad that he has it! I was very thankful for it today. He came over and within a few seconds I was back in my apartment. Let this be a lesson to you kids… always have a good looking neighbor that can card your door!

Suicidal Fish

First… a little back story…

A few months ago I bought a fish. A beta fish. For the longest time I couldn’t figure out a name for him, so he has been “fish with no name” Well… Today he got a name..For anyone that has not read The Hunger Games, I’m sorry if this is a spoiler for you.

So today after church I decided to clean my fish bowl. I went about my normal routine of filling a mug with new water for him to swim in while I cleaned his home and placed him in it (I was really surprised that it took less than five minutes to catch him, more like 2 seconds this time) Normally he is a pretty laid back fish, so I thought I’d be fine leaving him in the mug while the home teachers came. (Which it was a really good visit today.) Well, they were here for an hour, so when they had left I figured the new water in the bowl would be ready for the fish to be put back in. Small problem… I went to the mug and there was no fish in it. I checked the bowl to see if I had put him back in with out thinking about it… no fish… so then I figure he’s jumped out. No good! He’s not on the counter anywhere… so that leaves—the floor! Crap! The fish was lying in the middle of the floor! I thought for sure he was dead. I tried to pick him up and he jumped… good sign! He’s a fighter! (and I found out that beta’s don’t really need to get their oxygen from the water like other fish) So I put him back in the bowl and he started swimming around like nothing had happened. This earned him a name…

Gale

If you have read The Hunger Games and Catching Fire you know that Gale is a strong person that wants to escape his environment and is willing to fight for change.(And he’s also tall dark and handsome…) Well, apparently my fish wanted to escape, and definitely is a fighter! So his name is Gale.

Surprise kiss…

No by the title I didn’t get a surprise kiss, but question to all of you. Have you ever wanted to just randomly go up to some really good looking guy and kiss them just to see what the response was? I’m not talking about a quick peck, I’m talking full on passionate kiss on the mouth?

I’m beginning to think this is the only way that I’m going to break the friendship barrier with a few guys that I know, because I can only handle sitting on the side lines watching them go after girl after girl, while I stand there not knowing what to do to get their attention. And any thing I do try gets pushed aside as something that “cute, shy, Meg the friend” did… So warning to all you guys out there.., if you keep it up, you may get a slight surprise one day!

Random Fact # 3

I can’t sleep with Band-Aids on my fingers…

Which is the reason that my finger hasn’t healed since I cut it, and also the reason I didn’t sleep last night. To all who may have encountered me today, I’m sorry if I was a wee bit moody… I blame it on the Band-Aids! (not on my fingers that like to play with the Band-Aids… even when they should be still and asleep).

Dooms Day

DUN DUN DUN… Yesterday, was the day. And now I can’t walk, because I’m now a member of a gym, and I have a “personal trainer” her name is Jenn, she’s really my friend that lives by me. She’s the one that got me to sign up for a gym, so I did. And I loved it, and I whined. Boy did I whine, I haven’t lifted weights since high school, so when Jenn wanted me to do squats a cringed and whined like a baby the whole time! “You want me to do how many squats?!”

There is talk of running a half marathon in August… That is a long time away, probably plenty of time to get ready, but I don’t know how game I am for that. We’ll have to see how that works out later.

So yours truly is now one of those people that goes to the gym, and I love it! So lets see how in shape I can get now…

Does that mean I have to give up my nerds and powdered doughnuts?!

New Baby!

Yes, that is correct I got a new toy! A new laptop to be exact! So pretty, too! 17.3”, 500 gb hard drive, 4 gb ram. So amazingly beautiful! Perfect for editing pictures. So excited I could pee my pants, by I won’t, and I’m not going to apologize for saying that because I’m in love! And it has another great feature called windows live writer…which means… dun dun dun! I can write my blog from my desktop with out opening the internet browser, so for the lazy Joe like me it makes it easier and I might actually post once in a while! Hahaha… nice thought, eh?!

That’ll Leave a Mark!

So , funny story… Yesterday I got in my car to take some sugar cookies to my aunt, Cindy. Well apparently I was having an uncoordinated moment where carrying a plate of cookies and opening the car door was too much to concentrate on all at once (I was chewing gum, maybe that was the real downfall…)  I saw myself falling before I actually fell and all that was going through my mind was “SAVE THE COOKIES!!!” So what did it do? I threw them in the driver’s seat and slid as gracefully as one can on to the ice totally bruising my bottom ( I think I need to work on adding some more cushion to that bottom of mine… maybe lipo my tummy and thighs to my underside) I immediately started laughing, and laughed about it for the rest of the night. I did save the cookies, and no one, to my knowledge, saw. So now I have a bruised bottom and woke up with a random bruise on the back of my hand… I’m just going to attribute that to the fall… Is it possibly to get whiplash from falling on your butt on the ice?!