I know I haven't blogged in a very, very, very, very long time. I'm very sorry. I've been very busy, but I've got great news. :)
I've gotten creative and started making bags out of duct tape. I'm making a completely different blog to host my creations. :) Watch out for it.
And as far as this blog goes, it will live on. One day, when life isn't that busy!
Love always,
Meago ♥
Once Upon a Meago!
The life and times of a crazy girl who loves crafts, Gelatis, and the beach. :)
Friday, April 15, 2011
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Anti-Perfection
Long time no post... The reason why I haven't posted in a while is because of this battle with perfection.
Everything has to be perfect. And it's not me wanting everything to be perfect. I should be the one who wants everything to be perfect. It's everyone else, they all want me to be perfect.
Everyone is looking for perfect. Perfect grades, perfect writing, perfect scores, perfect dancing, perfect singing, perfect relationships, perfect skin, perft eyes, perfect voices, perfect CRAP.
When someone wants something "perfect," it truly bugs me. I actually HATE perfection. I know I am not perfect.
I do not have perfect grades. Confession: I got a C in Trig last year. Not perfect. Do I care? No.
I do not have perfect writing. Confession: There are probably a dozen typos in this blog post. Not perfect. Do I care? No. Not at all.
Never call me perfect. Never request perfection from me. I can give you "next to perfection," but I will not give you perfection. In fact, if you request perfection from me, I'll give you crap instead.
Because I hate perfection.
End of rant.
Everything has to be perfect. And it's not me wanting everything to be perfect. I should be the one who wants everything to be perfect. It's everyone else, they all want me to be perfect.
Everyone is looking for perfect. Perfect grades, perfect writing, perfect scores, perfect dancing, perfect singing, perfect relationships, perfect skin, perft eyes, perfect voices, perfect CRAP.
When someone wants something "perfect," it truly bugs me. I actually HATE perfection. I know I am not perfect.
I do not have perfect grades. Confession: I got a C in Trig last year. Not perfect. Do I care? No.
I do not have perfect writing. Confession: There are probably a dozen typos in this blog post. Not perfect. Do I care? No. Not at all.
Never call me perfect. Never request perfection from me. I can give you "next to perfection," but I will not give you perfection. In fact, if you request perfection from me, I'll give you crap instead.
Because I hate perfection.
End of rant.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
A Public Apology to Moo-Moo's, Livers, and Lovers of the Moo-Moo Liver
Dear poor baby Moo-Moo's liver that I had for dinner last night:
I'm so sorry you had to stop what you were doing so you could be my dinner. My iron has been low and I was desperate last night. Although you are the "perfect" source of all the iron and proteins I'll ever need, the bad breath I had to endure last night made you totally not worth it. I'm sorry, but I have to declare you as a "bad eats." Maybe next time, buddio.
♥always,
Meago
PS: Your companion, Onions, was and always will be the best. Just saying.
PPS: In all honesty, you didn't taste that bad. But you didn't taste that good, either.
PPPS: I must now result to Spinach now. Great. I feel another rejection letter coming on.
I'm so sorry you had to stop what you were doing so you could be my dinner. My iron has been low and I was desperate last night. Although you are the "perfect" source of all the iron and proteins I'll ever need, the bad breath I had to endure last night made you totally not worth it. I'm sorry, but I have to declare you as a "bad eats." Maybe next time, buddio.
♥always,
Meago
PS: Your companion, Onions, was and always will be the best. Just saying.
PPS: In all honesty, you didn't taste that bad. But you didn't taste that good, either.
PPPS: I must now result to Spinach now. Great. I feel another rejection letter coming on.
Monday, September 20, 2010
The Cricut Imagine... and it's Demonic Possession!!
My aunt bought the Cricut Imagine less than a week ago on the HSN. It's a nice little machine... It prints and cut! I was very surprised last week when I got the phone call that she actually bought it. She swore she would NEVER buy any Cricut machine. But, this one stole her heart. It's really an awesome machine... But to our luck, we got the faulty one.
This is a demonic possession that holy water can't even fix!
None the less, my aunt had to send it back. We're hoping that the next one is not so... um, creepy. But it's just our luck, we always get faulty scrapbooking toys. The Cropidile was faulty at first for us, and we had to send that back too.
But I have no doubt that the Imagine is going to be AWESOME! :) I'm so excited for it to come back!
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Once Upon a Saturday: Indy the SquirrelSaver!
ONCE UPON A TIME...
There was a very nice, beautiful big sister who was also a Super Hero. Her name was Indy.
There was a very nice, beautiful big sister who was also a Super Hero. Her name was Indy.
New and Improved SUPER Indy. :)
Indy may be known for a lot of things. She is known as Meago's awesome big sister. She is known as the mother to three of the coolest kids around. She is known for being the wife to this super awesome dude who makes some reeeally good popcorn.
But Indy had a special talent, which made her a super hero. Whenever a baby squirrel was in trouble, she would rescue it and take care of it until the squirrel was big enough to be released.
Just a handful of this season's babies. :)
Indy didn't really have many enemies... Except for one...
THE EVIL FAT CAT MONSTA.
The Evil Fat Cat Monsta used to always bully squirrels around. But after the years went by, he had one too many bud lights (as you can see), and had quite the tough time getting around. But to Indy's dismay, and to the dismay to squirrels across the world, she got a letter from this nuisance in the mail.
Indy,
I have kidnapped all the baby squirrels from their mothers.
I want a million bazillion gajillion dollars, or else those mommies
won't be getting their babies back. BUAHAHAHA *burp* AHAH.
-The Evil Cat Monsta
PS: Will accept kitty treats.
PSS: Or beer. *BURP*
Indy sighed. Or screamed. Maybe it was both. She had so much to do.
"STUPID CAT MONSTA!!" She yelled. "I have to clean the house still! Oh well. I better get going."
So, of course, Indy Hops into her... INDYMOBILE!!
Of course, Meago. Of course.
In her INDYMOBILE, Indy drives over to the Evil Cat Monsta's secret lair.
A Cat Pueblo... SO SCARY!
Indy climbed into the Evil Cat Monsta's room through his window and located the baby squirrels in a room. She almost made it out of the evil lair without being caught, but then the Evil Cat Monsta rolled in... Literally.
"What are you doing?" the Evil Cat Monsta hiccuped. "Where's my money? Or my cat treats? Or my beer?"
Indy smirked. "I have something better!" She pulled out a point lazer, and the Evil Cat Monsta went crazy.
"WHY AM I SO AMUSED BY THIS LITTLE RED DOT? WHY IS IT MOVIING?" The Evil Cat Monsta shrieked.
Indy pointed the lazer to a door that was just a bit too small for the Evil Cat Monsta. He sprung over and got stuck in the door way. "I'M STUCK. CURSE YOU INDY!" the Evil Cat Monsta hiccuped again and fell asleep in the doorway.
Indy brought home all the squirrels to their mommies, and everyone lived happily ever after. And, of course, she got home in time for her BIRTHDAY PARTY!! :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDY! :) ♥
THE END! :)
Friday, September 10, 2010
Once Upon a Saturday: Cuh-atie
ONCE UPON A TIME...
...There was a cool chickaroonie. Her name was Cuh-atie.
...There was a cool chickaroonie. Her name was Cuh-atie.
Cuh-atie :)
Cuh-atie was super awesome for a lot of reasons. One of her awesome traits was that she was a super flag master. She was a member of the super elite super women group*... COLOR GUARD!
Cuh-atie with her flag.
But one day, while she was practicing mega-awesome tricks with her flat, her flat mysteriously vanished in mid-air.
"Oh noooo!" cried Cuh-atie. "My flag!!!"
Cuh-atie came panicking to her super awesome cousin who was also a detective, Meago.
Meago the Detective. No comments from the
peanut gallery, please.
"What's wrong, Cuh?!" Meago asked.
"My flag! It disappeared!" Cuh-atie cried. "I need your help!"
"That's no prob, Cuh!" Meago smiled. "It's time to investigate."
Cuh-atie and Meago traveled back to the scene of the crime. Meago spotted an eye-witness.
"Have you seen any suspicious activity in the past 24 hours?" Meago interrogated.
The eye-witness was a SQUIRREL. Go figure, Meago...
Go figure...
Then, out of the blue, the eye-witness scurried off.
"FOLLOW HIM!" Meago yelled.
Meago and Cuh-atie darted off and followed the eye-witness to his home. He lived in a tree... (Gee, I wonder why.)
And there it was... Cuh-atie's flag was leaning up against the tree.
"My flag!!" Cuh-atie rejoiced and hugged her flag. "How did it get here?"
Meago sighed. "I'm not going to say that eye-witness was the one who took your flag... Because he's a squirrel... And quite frankly, Indy would kill me for making that accusation on a squirrel."
I love you, Indy! :)
"Not to mention how hard it would be to incarcerate a squirrel. Have you ever tried to incarcerate a squirrel?!" Meago said. "Cased Closed!"
In the end, Cuh-atie got her flag back. She kept practicing until she turned into a super hero.
Cuh-atie the Super Hero. :)
And she lived happily ever after.
THE END. ♥
*Yes, I'm aware that there is one male species in your super elite super women group. But the women over dominate, therefore... He's over domniated. SESWG it is.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
To Write Love on Her Arms
I wrote L♥VE on my arms today.
I hope you did too.
But if you did not,
that's okay.
Just remember,
to L♥VE one another
and
to L♥VE yourself.
No matter who you are,
what you are,
or where you are...
Someone L♥VES you.
♥always,
Meago :)
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