I'm gonna wear you down
I'm gonna make you see
I'm gonna get to you
You're gonna give in to me

I'm gonna start a fire
You're gonna feel the heat
I'm gonna burn for you
You're gonna melt for me

Come on, come on
Into my arms
Come on, come on
Give in to me

You're gonna take my hand
Whisper the sweetest words
And if you're ever sad
I'll make you laugh
I'll chase the hurt

My heart is set on you
I don't want no one else
And if you don't want me
I guess I'll be all by myself

Come on, come on
Into my arms
Come on, come on (come on)
Give in to me

I'll use my eyes to draw you in
Until I'm under your skin
I'll use my lips, I'll use my arms
Come on, come on, come on
Give in to me

-Give In to Me, Faith Hill

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It's my romantic side coming out. Been listening to this on youtube. *siiiiiggggghhhhhh*.

Here 

Vlog style.

 I tagged you under the video where I answered your question, in case you were wondering. I'll answer the rest later, unless you all wanted to sit through 28 minutes worth of me answering questions.  I didn't think so. lol I ramble... ramble, ramble, ramble... I'm rambling now, too!

@Clashofthetaiten

@we_deny_everything

@Donkey_Guy_10

@Kellsbella

@Shadowrunner81 -- I didn't answer your question, but I did say something to you, haha.

Then I decided, since I had some more time, I'd do another one. So you can watch both, watch just the one you're in or watch none at all. I don't care!

 

@MissNzisa

@Crying_in_color

@Donkey_Guy_10

@greene_lily

I guess, every few months you just gotta do a post like this... lol

So I'm asking for questions AGAIN.

You can ask me practically anything, I'm not picky. And then I might answer them vlog style. Or maybe not. Cause I know sitting through a vlog can be painful but, now that I'm more comfortable with vloging (and actually, gasp, kind of enjoy it, bahaha) I might do it that way. We shall see.

But, really, ask away. You can ask more than one question. It can be serious, silly, I don't care. don't be shy.

I'm hoping to get a lot! *my luck, I'll get 4 *.

But seriously, anything... Ready... Set... Go!!!!!!!!!!!

*I'll answer wednesday, so hurry up! *

 

*This is what I have for now. I'm sure it will grow as time goes by and I'll be sure to edit it every time it does change!*

1. Learn to play the guitar

2. Write a children's books

3. Write a book.

Meh, we'll see... 

4. Go to Ireland

5. Have a paint fight.

Let me explain. It would just be SUPER FUN to get a bunch of paint and run around throwing it at each other. It would have to be done with a group of fun individuals. Kind of reminds me of the mud pits we used to do in our youth group. Just a messy good time!  I don't know, it just popped in my head...

6. Do a color run

7. Do a mud run

8. Have sex in a car

*skip this one quick, bahaha*

9. Shopping spree

I don't know why, but I always thought it would be fun to save up a bunch of money JUST to go shopping. Must be the girl in me. However, this one really is completely pointless as it's "just stuff" and you can't take any of it with you when you die. But it would still be fun to do. I think I really could cross this one off, since I had like $50 on my birthday and I just went into target and bought whatever. lol

10. Take a Dance Class

For those who saw that video, they know I can't dance. But dancing looks so much fun and I really want to take a class now. Shoot....  I don't really have anything specific in mind. Line dancing looks fun, balet looks fun, um... ball room dancing? Yeah, maybe that too!

11. Visit all the states and collect keychains

I'm well on my way with this one. I just have to round up all my key chains, lol. Still have a lot to go, though. I like to actually stop and be in the state, not just be "driving through it". Like in wyoming, we just drove through it for a little bit, but we still stopped at a park to let my daughter play, so I think that counts!  We've mostly just "driven through". 

12. Get a puppy

OMG I want a puppy so bad!

13. Get another ear piercing

This one is negotiable... I was thinking something like this...

I'm really not into piercings or tatoos or anything, but I do have my ears pierced. That said, when i got them pierced, I had to run to the bathroom, thinking I was going to puke, and had to sit with my head between my knees. In other words, I'm not good with that kind of stuff, lol. That's why this is negotiable. But it looks great on other people! lol

14. Box/Wrestle

It's just something I want to do, now. No clue why. This is why I need a brother!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

15. Go to a xanga meetup

Of course, those are always better in the imagination. I know I've talked about this and come up with things I would do with some of you, but the fact is... I'm not really that fun. I'm extremely shy when first meeting people. I talked great with my husband on here, when we met, but in person... it's just much different. Though I do feel I can "be myself" with him, communication is still rough. I tend to be able to express myself much better through typing, than I do face to face. I don't know why. That said, I still would love to meet some of you. Even if you're like, "yeah, she's not as fun as she sounds..." lol  Of course, this is possibly going off the false assumption that I seem "fun or silly enough to hang out with". If I come across more boring or dull, then nevermind. Nothing would change or be weird at all!  

16. Learn to swim

Yes, that's right. I can't swim. If I could, I'd totally be a fish. I love the idea of swimming all day long. And, once I learn how, I want to find a cliff or something over a lake and just jump into it. Something safe, of course, that won't kill me, but it would be fun to have another person, hold their hand and just jump. Weeee! Know what I mean? That would be fun.

That's all I have for now. I want to think of some more serious ones. But I thought I'd share what I had so far...

On saturday night, my mom posted this Facebook Status

"is going grocery shopping with Megan (not what I usually do on Saturday night!!)   "

Then my gramma commented,

"Bummer! "

I mean, yeah, anytime you put a smily face at the end of something negative sounding, it softens the blow!

Then this comment made me laugh

 "have fun but i bet you it's going to cost you a bit more lol"

Yes, spending time with your daughter is soooo much worse than spending time with your boyfriend!

My mom is so funny.

bahaha.

I just saw all that, today.

Yeah, usually she's off with her boyfriend on Saturday nights doing I don't want to know what.

It's only really funny to me, so I thought I'd share. The rest of you just wasted a minute of your life!

Now, it's off to watch Once Upon A Time! G'night all!

 See? You all just got a kiss from me. Cue the "awww's".

lol, no more ice cream for me! But boy was it good!

I just have to say how thankful I am for the very few people on here who "get me". I'm thinking @mytwocentss and, since I love tagging people, this is my shout out to her, lol. Of course there are more of you that I appreciate and what not. I just love that I can message with some of you and not have to worry about much. This is supposed to be my "safe place" and I'm also thankful for the very few "safe people" I can talk to, on here, who just seem to accept me! You guys rock!

I've considered going through my "friends" on here and cutting back. I don't see anything wrong with that. There are certain things I'm getting tired of on here. And, because of that, I just don't feel like posting much. However, I said a long time ago that if I am "friends" with someone, there's a reason for it and I do want to get to know some of you better. I'm not the best and getting around and commenting. A lot of times, I just don't know what to say. It's not that I don't read what you write, I do, but I don't always know what to say and don't comment. and sometimes my lovely computer won't even let me rec.   I was thinking of going back on sign in lock, but it's really not all that important to me. I'm just going to stick it out. For now, I'm just going to leave it the same. But that may change in the very near future. Of course, I'm just irritated right now, so once the irritation passes, I'll probably be over it. this happens a lot.

I am tired of trying to express myself and no one understanding. Of course, this is my bad. I tried twice yesterday and deleted both posts, lol. I figure, I'll keep it between the couple people who seem to just 'get me", instead of opening up to everyone and confusing the hell out of people. I confused the hell out of my husband, last night, too and I'm just pretty sensitive about it right now. sue me! There is nothing more annoying than having thoughts trapped in your head and not being able to get them across in a way where anyone can understand. and even when I think I'm making sense, I'm apprently not. LOL.

And I'm really tired of a post that is NOT a vent, on my part, coming across as "whining".

Good Lord, seriously!

If You think I whine a lot, even on posts you clearly misunderstood, then just get off my page. I really don't care for the condescending bull shit. I'm over that. so, seirously, just go.

Also, Life isn't some damn competition. If you want to make it some competition, take it elsewhere, please!

Thanks!

*This probably sounded like nothing but whining, right!  yay sarcasm! whining about people thinking I'm whining, bahahaha! I win!*

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Also, completely off topic, Sometimes you just have to try something, to realize that it's not "you" or you don't have any skills whatsoever in it. I'm proud of myself for trying, though. I'll just focus on that part. At least I tried! 

Have a good Sunday, people! I don't know what I'm off to do, but anything is better than this, right now! As long as I stay away from the ice cream, I'm good... lol!

 

For the record, I'm supposed to be cleaning, before we have movie night, but I'm taking a much needed break to get this off my chest.

I read a post on here, today, thanks to the wonderful rec feature, back from like the 13th. Anyway, glad I missed out on all that drama *rolls eyes*. I did notice a couple comments though that I wish I could unread, as it attacked a friend of mine on here. So, I'd like to say a few things.

This all reminded me of a quote I saw somewhere that said something like this, "Reputation is what man thinks of us. Character is what God knows of us". It wasn't exactly that, but something similar. So, I know that our "reputation" isn't nearly as important, but still has a big impact on us. Especially when we get a "reputation" through rumors.

In fact, I recently had to deal with this, too. Only, it was on facebook. I only mentioned it in a prot. post, so only a few people will know what I'm referring too. All I'll say is something was put out there, people commented and I looked like the "bad guy" and it insinuated something that I didn't want people to think I did, when I didn't. I was hurt. I cried. I was very angry and I wanted to delete my facebook, thinking that it just wasn't all that important anymore. Difference, of course, is that my facebook is filled with people I actually know, vs. Xanga where no one really knows me. I mean, you know a lot about me, but you've never met me. still, though, it would bother me if someone started a "rumor", saying things about me... full of lies... and expecting people to just believe it.

So, when I see that happening to a friend... I get a little pissed off.

The only other thing I'll say is this

If you don't want people looking at your pictures, don't post them

*I took a break from this post, ended up cutting my finger pretty bad and now I'm typing with a blasted bandaid on it. Man this is annoying!*

Yes, the person may just find you hot or cute and wants to see more pics of you. big deal. If you feel THAT threatened by them, block them or take your damn pictures down. But don't go around saying how they're somehow stalkerish or something. Don't try and ruin their reputation. I've known this person for years. not a stalker. not a creep. geez. chill out.

If you post pictures of yourself, don't be suprised if people want to see them. And don't be surprised if people find you attractive and WANT to look. Instead of freaking out, just be flattered!  But seriously, you have more control over who sees your page. It's like me freaking out over seeing "north carolina" so much on my page and just complaining about it vs., say, just going back on sign in lock.

Just cause you see their "footprint" a lot, doesn't mean they are completely crazy over you and want to stalk you!  I swear, people get so overdramatic about footprints. Or, at least, not all of them.

Just sayin'. And what's MORE irritating is how easily people can spew this stuff, without letting others defend themselves. Think before you speak. Who cares if this is "just xanga". Watch what you say about people. And for the love of goodness, don't believe everything you hear.  

Okay, that's all for now. my finger hurts.

*If you watch the whole thing, you're aweome and I'll totally give you a double chocolate chip cookie! * 

 

 

I've been enjoying getting to know some new people on here, so I thought I'd do another about me post. I would just repost the other one, but... I just wanted to do it over again, maybe include some other things I always forget and leave out things that I don't want to repeat .

Sooooooo, first things first. If You couldn't tell, which most people can, my name is, gasp, MEGAN. And my xanga name is a nickname I got from one of my aunts. Seriously, You don't have to call me megabyyte, she's the only one that does. Everyone just calls me Megan and I've never shortened it or anything. I do NOT like "Meg" so don't call me that, haha! I've also been called Megellan and Meggles (thanks to @mytwocentss). I do like when people give me cute nicknames though. And I love how everyone pronounces my name differently, depending on their accent. I actually love it sounding like "Maygen" better.  But it's whatever. I don't care.

I'm 25, married and, currently, a SAHM to a 3 and a half year old. crazy.

I live in Michigan (probably didn't know that, huh ). I don't talk about Michigan a lot or anything. I grew up here, born and raised. Nearish to detroit. I've also lived in Las Vegas, NV, where my husband and I were apartment managers, for a while. And we're considering moving again. My hope is Texas. His hope would be New Mexico or Colorado or something. I'm still hoping for Texas.

I love to cook.

I love to read. Suspense/mystery books are my favorite. Even though I consider myself a romantic at heart, romance books do tend to drive me crazy after a while, but I'll still read them. I get all my books from my aunt, so I'm at her mercy. And, oddly enough, she reads mostly romance.

I feel like a free spirit. I love to have fun. I'm fairly positive I don't act my age. I love to be silly and stupid.

But I'm also super shy. It takes me a while to warm up to people. I'm not the "life of the party" by any means, unless I'm with the few people who can truly bring the me out of me, lol. Otherwise, I'm pretty laid back and observant and I just listen to other people. I actually HATE being in crowds and will just blend in, If I can. But, when I'm with people I truly can be myself around, I am. No shame!

I love board games. Best thing to do in a power outage, on a lazy saturday and any day in general? Play a board game. Like scrabble. I love scrabble and I love beating people at it. Makes me feel all smart and stuff!  But I love most every board game in existence. I'd love to have one whole day of JUST playing board games. That would be awesome.

One of my goals in life is to use my past experiences to help people. I've come out of some dark places, won't mention them here or anything, but I do talk about them from time to time. My intent, generally, isn't to whine about it, but more to use my experiences and what I've learned from them to help others (Though, sometimes venting is necessary). I have this desire to see others come out of their dark places as well. This is more of a recent thing for me.

I am a christian, though maybe you couldn't tell.  I'm pretty hard on myself in this area. My faith is very important to me, even if I feel like nothing but a screw up, most of the time. I try to be the best example I can be, as I feel that's the only way to show Christ to others. He has blessed me with so much that I have to be thankful for.  

I have one older sister, Stephanie. My mom is amazing. I'm very close with my Aunt and Gramma. We all do a lot together.

I'm a sock person. I seriously can't stand bare feet, though I'm going to work on that this summer. I feel like I'm naked without socks. I thought you'd like to know that random little fact about me.

My favorite color is purple!

I love chocolate, but who doesn't?

I've never been stung by a bee and I don't think I'm allergic to anything, though fresh cut grass does give me a headache!

I don't have a drivers license and I'm actually scared to death of driving a car. *shrugs*. I'm a pretty paranoid person, but thankfully I'm getting better about this.

I just love to have fun and let loose. I try to be funny, but that's about all I can do... as I don't feel like I have a funny bone in my body.

I'm pretty much just sarcastic all the time.

And I love to exercise. Speaking of which, I probably should go do that.

Oh and I love listening to music. I got an MP3 player about a month or so ago and I'm obssessed with the little thing.

I don't want much tv., I don't have a cell phone, I don't text message, so I feel pretty out of the loop with most of that crap, sorry, lol. If you give a movie reference, I'm most likely not going to get it. I haven't seen a lot of movies.

Oh, and I over use these silly little faces. If it annoys you, tough cookies, sweetie!

I mean, they help show an expression that you couldn't otherwise just "figure out" through typing. You know?

Oh, I'm also very confusing. Do not worry about this. I'm cryptic on purpose, most of the time. No worries... Sometimes, I just can't express myself how I'd like too... and it goes over everyones head... I do not do this intentionally, it's just another quirky thing about me!

I could go on and on with random little facts about myself that just pop into my head, like how I can only drink one small glass of coffee a day, I've always wanted to wear glasses and that I'm short (5'3'') but I'm sure I'm boring you all to tears, so I'll shut up now!

I really DON'T like to talk about myself this much, bahahaha!  (you don't believe me do you?!  )

I'll also throw in that I love train tracks and trees.... LOL

Now, go have a good day!

*and you should seriously consider doing a post about yourself, too. Just sayin*

My gut instinct was telling me that I should pack a hospital bag, in July of 2008. My daughters due date wasn't until between Aug. 24th and Sept. 1st (doctor and ultrasound couldn't agree).  I had been measuring smaller than normal, so my doctor kept sending me for ultrasounds to make sure everything was okay. I also had low amniotic fluid levels, which was a concern, and it was determined I needed to have fetal assessments every week until she was born. That ultrasound, that made it necessary for the fetal assessments, the tech couldn't even find the head. The head was too low. She said, "Are you dilating yet?". I had no idea.

Prior to that, I had been feeling "different". I remember telling my sister that I felt like there was more "pressure" and I thought maybe she was really low. When I went to the doctor, I told her what the Tech said and she checked me. Mind you, this is roughly 7-8 weeks too soon. Sure enough, I was 2 cm dilated. I was sent to triage, for monitoring of contractions, put on a medication to stop contractions and put on strict bed rest. Bed rest may sound wonderful, but it's not! A week later, I had my first fetal assessment. Again, amniotic fluid was low so I wondered if maybe I had a leak. I also had a doctor appt. that day and, of course, my doctor was out of town that week. The nurse did a check to see if I had a leak and it showed that I did, so back to triage I went.

This time, I was a nervous wreck, crying in the waiting room... not knowing what was going on. I was really scared. I went back, got hooked up and the nurse said she needed to check me. I was now 3 cm dilated and, when she pulled her hand back, I saw blood. Then I really started getting freaked out. I didn't really WANT to give birth this early and I figured I'd just be sent home and back to bed rest. Then a doctor I never met came and told me what was going on. There was some dipping of my daughters heart rate. The machine would ding or something every time it happened. He just said it was better for her to be delivered now, that some babies do better outside of their mothers. So, I was wheeled back to be induced.

I was scared to have my water broken, but it didn't really hurt. Then I was put on pitocin and asked if I planned on having the epidural, which I did plan on. I met with the anesthesiologist who said I could have something in my IV until I got to I think 4 cm or something, I can't remember. It was crazy how fast it all happened. I just remember thinking, as my water was being broken, how I wasn't ready for this. lol. I was scared out of my mind, I had no idea what the pain was going to be like. The drugs made me feel rather loopy, but I could still feel all the pain. So, for the next several hours, that's all it was. I just breathed through all the contractions. Unfortunately, my husband had to sit on the other side of where I was facing, cause I was facing all the dumb machines, I was a little ticked off at that. But I was so focused on what I was doing, it didn't really matter all that much.

After a while, I got to a point where I was in so much pain I couldn't take it. I was breathing like the classes said too, but my husband could only say, "Don't hyperventilate. you're okay". All I could say to that was, "I'm not. I CAN'T DO THIS! IT HURTS".  I don't know how many times I said that, it hurt so bad. Thankfully, the anesthesiologist was on his way for my epidural. Oh my gosh, let me tell you...

Having to sit up in bed, dealing with the contractions that were "coupling" (one right on top of another) while a doctor is trying to stick a needle in your back, is about enough to make you want to kill someone. I had a tough back, too, so it took him a while to get it done. I wanted to scream! I couldn't do it anymore and felt the need to push and, so, I did. But then it was over and the epidural was done. Less than 20 minutes later, the nurse checked me and I was fully dilated. I was probably ready to push right when the epidural was being done...

Then I spent the next 20 minutes pushing and I couldn't feel much, besides the sharp pain in my back, to let me know I was having a contraction. I was really exhausted at the pushing, but thankfully it didn't last long. She was born at 6:52 on July 22nd, 2008. I didn't get to hold her until about 24 hours later, as she was rushed to the NICU being 6 or so weeks premature. It was hard not having here there. After getting all stitched up and throwing up anything I ate or drank, I stared at the wall for the next several hours...

My entire labor only lasted 5 and a half hours. I do remember someone asking the nurse, "how much pitocin did you give her?". It was quick and, for that, I'm thankful. It's also amazing how, after almost 4 years, the whole experience is fresh in my mind, like it was yesterday!  That's one experience I'll never forget!

She weighed only 4 lbs and 13 oz. She was a tiny little thing!

Now for pictures...