Archive for the "Things I'm Loving" Category
Mar
10th
2010
My Mom is sort of famous in our family for being unintentionally hilarious. She’ll say things that aren’t meant to be funny at all — you can tell by the ultra-serious look on her face — and when she does, my brother and I will slowly turn to look at each other with this blank look on our faces, then just start busting up laughing.
Also, Mom has always been quite protective of her chillun’s, and quick to tell us if we’re doing something that isn’t appropriate, but she’s very nice when doing so. This is the funny thing about Mom… She’s ALWAYS nice, even when she’s being mean. Tell me, HOW DOES THIS WORK? She has powers.
Also, she’s great and my favorite.
And she’s reading this so I’m being very, very careful right now. (Love you, Mom. Don’t hate me.) That said, I have a little story for you… and depending on how well Mom takes this post, I may be making this a regular feature on this blog. She’s blessed me with a ton of material.
When I was 18, I think I briefly considered getting a tattoo because I thought I was a real-live, badass adult and could do whatever I wanted and my parents couldn’t tell me no anymore. I told Mom about this tattoo dream I had for about 2 seconds because I told Mom everything. I figured she’d move on and forget about it as quickly as I had.
One day several months later, I was in my room (still living with my parents at the time) and Mom opens the door as I’m changing my clothes. I jumped and quickly covered up my exposed boobs.
Mom: WHY are you covering up?
Me: MOM! I’m changing! Close the doooooor!
Mom: Did you get a butterfly tattoo on your boob? You’re hiding it right now. I know this.
Me: No, Mom. I’m just sort of naked and don’t want to flash you. I promise I don’t have a butterfly tattoo on my boob.
Recap:
- I briefly mentioned this tattoo I wanted, NEVER saying it was going to be a butterfly.
- Mom thinks that because I cover up when someone walks through the door, I’m naturally hiding my new butterfly tattoo on my boob.
- I was just being modest, I swear. No butterflies. And certainly not on boobs.
I have to give her props for being so specific in her accusation. What if she was right?? Do you know how amazing that would have been?
But she wasn’t. And now I write about it on my blog. Love you, Mom.
Tags: Morgans Mom tattoos Categories: Morgans Mom Says Personal Things I'm Loving
Mar
08th
2010
Now that Justin is making a smidge more money with his new job (!!!), I’ve been able to cut back on some time at my office. PRAISE JESUS, I say. Staying home on Monday and Friday afternoons is giving me a little extra time with Madeline, which has been so flipping fabulous, I could cry. I needed more time with my baby.
We’ve been spending those days playing with all her creepy dolls, she helps me cook and clean (meaning, she follows me around and screams at the vacuum cleaner when it starts to drown out Yo Gabba Gabba) & have just been having fun being silly together.
During her afternoon nap however, it’s me time, and during me time I mean business. With a few hours of peace and quiet and with no husband there to judge me, I make myself a nice cup of tea and bust out my cheesy teen vampire books, celeb gossip magazines and yes, Cosmo. I am indeed the sheltered 15 year old Morgan of yesteryear during nap time, and I’m loving it.
Categories: Me Being a Mom Things I'm Loving
Mar
02nd
2010
First of all, THANK YOU for all the sweet birthday wishes! You are all my favorites, seriously. Love you!
Saturday night some of the sweetest, most hilar ladies took me out to sushi for my birthday. I say ’sushi’ because I like to think it makes me sound cooler than I am, when I really only ate a California Roll. I’m a wimp. Oh, but I did try one really delicious cream cheese thing that Jimaie ordered, that later gave my lactose-intolerant self a 2nd trimester status, gas baby belly.
Anyway, our first waitress at the restaurant was a total B and hated us because we were all cute and charming and getting all the attention (or something), but thankfully she switched out with a nice little girl resembling Charlotte from Sex and the City and we liked her much better.
Umm… What was I talking about again?
Me and Natali!
Sarah, Jimaie & Alyssa!
Steph Corwin!
See? The cutest.
After dinner we went back to Sarah’s place, where all our husbands were camped out in front of the tv playing video games. Now don’t let that statement fool you… they’re actually all pretty hot and hilarious themselves. Sorry, no real pictures exist as proof. This is the closest I could get:
My friends obviously took my advice from my last post, and made sure to shower me with plenty of gifts and attention. And rainbow chip cupcakes (the way to my heart). Oh, and I seriously received 3 bags of hot cheetos (thanks Justin, Sarah and Jimaie)… these people KNOW me.
My new favorite clutch from Natti. LOVE. (Pardon the raptor claw)
Long story short, my friends are ZE BAYST.
Categories: Things I'm Loving
Feb
26th
2010
As much as I love to talk about myself (you are all aware of this by now), it’s never been easy to shout from the rooftops that IT’S MY BIRTHDAY. I don’t know, I’m just not a big fan of BEING SHOWERED WITH ATTENTION ON MY BIRTHDAY or anything like that. In fact, I’ve always kind of thought GETTING REALLY FANCY, EXPENSIVE GIFTS FOR MY BIRTHDAY was a sweet gesture, but completely unNECESSARY TO RETAIN MY FRIENDSHIP.
Anyway. I’m getting old and it’s slightly depressing… I think I woke up with a wrinkle. At least I have a fun weekend lined up with some of my favorite girls and my lovely family and I am SO looking forward to all the good food that’s happening.
What are your plans for celebrating my birthday this weekend? :)
Thank you to my sweet sister in law Megan, who made the flipping adorable {red velvet} cake that I will have scarfed down by day’s end. Love you, Meg!
Categories: Things I'm Loving
Feb
17th
2010
I have issues with cameras. We reaaaaally don’t get along. If cameras were alive and had heart beats and such, I would push them all of a cliff to their deaths and probably enjoy it.
There was a batch of pictures I had developed when Justin and I first started dating, and something about them made me angry. So angry, in fact, that I took a pair of scissors to them…
Hint: it was my face.
There’s a whole roll like this, each one with my face cut out… Yes, the very first pictures my husband and I ever took together. Our first memories together. THIS IS HOW SERIOUS I AM ABOUT UGLY PICTURES.
That being said, the following photos are all sorts of hideous and should be making me barf all over the computer screen, but they don’t. I actually am sort of in love with them because they totally capture the essence of mine and these girls’ friendship — mutual awkwardness/hilarity. Oh, how I love them (we missed you, Steph)!
I get bored/annoyed when people post too many pictures of the same thing that only they think is hilarious, so I’ll only put up a few.
Me/Jagger/Tranny, Sarah, Jimaie, Alyssa
We made them sag and weren’t too sure about the results.
Anime?
Jimaie be mean muggin’
Tags: ugly Categories: Me Being Crazy Personal Things I'm Loving
