I'm in a Box, Don't You Ever Forget! :)

So yesterday, I was a bit on the hyper side. Forget that, I'm always on the hyper side. It's just in my nature. But anyway, we've been doing quite a bit of "remodeling" around my house. My grandma's room has all new furniture.. new bed, new cabinets, and also... a NEW MINI-FRIDGE!!!

Now, of course... You're all like, "Meago, what the heck is wrong with you? How can you be all hyper about a stupid mini-fridge?!"

But my friends, I do have good reasoning. My question to you is, "What do mini-fridges come in?"

Yes, that's right. A box. And again, yes that's right. I spend my night last night playing in a box.

I'm so sneaky. No one knew where I was... ;)

...Except my cat, Billy. He found me. :O

Billy decided to join me in the box. But he didn't

stay for too long. What a party poop!

"Um... No, Mom. I am not giving up my box!!" ♥

I look like Little Bill in this picture.

See the image below for reference:

Okay, so maybe you don't

see it, but I do. 

I'm sorry to inform you that I am NOT blogging from my box at this moment. To be honest, the box got kind of old... very fast. Bony butt + Sitting on the ground for more than ten minutes = EXTREME PAIN.

In other news, look who's following me on Twitter!

Happy, Happy Joy, Joy? O_o

Until tomorrow, my lovelies! Up next... Once Upon a Saturday. Stay tuned!! :)

My memory is lost!

A scientific image of what my cranium looks like. 

I have a confession. I have a horrible memory.

I mean, everybody forgets where they put their phone. Everybody will forget to pay a bill. Everybody will forget the names of people they just met.

But, my friends, I have a very unique history of forgetting the names of my favorite movies. And I will admit, at one time, I forgot John Travolta's name.

Say whaa? 

Sometimes, my lack of short term memory is kind of scary. I often forget where I ate at the night before, what I ate, and even sometimes...

...What I blogged about the night before!!! =O

To be honest, my memory loss isn't as scary as it is hilarious. What fun would it be if you didn't try to put your cell phone in the freezer every once in a while and tried to connect your sandwich to your cellphone charger? Exactly.

No wonder my phone hates me... 

Now that I think of it, my phone could be the reason I have such a terrible memory. Or it could be the fact that I lost about 30,000 brain cells from watching Billy Madison last night. (No offense to any fans of the movie. Haha.)

Well, I hope I remember about this post tomorrow morning. Until then, have a happy Thursday everyone!! ♥

Once Upon a... SUNDAY?! :O

I forgot about Once Upon a Saturday... I'm so sorry! Haha, but no worries... Once Upon a Sunday is here! :)


ONCE UPON A TIME...

There was a pair of sisters. There was a big sister, Indy. There was a little sister, Eggo.

Indy and Eggo.

Now, Little Eggo was never much for chick flicks. Eventually, Indy realized this. Indy trained Little Eggo to love most chick flicks (but of course, she was still stubborn when it came to chick flicks... but oh well.)

One day, Little Eggo saw the commercial for this movie:

Charlie St. Cloud!

Little Eggo picks up her evil cellular device and texts her big sister, Indy. "We should go watch Charlie St. Cloud!" she says. Indy replies, "LOLWUT you want to watch a chick flick?! Oh-kay! Let's do it!"

The next Sunday morning, they went to the movie theatre. They watched Charlie St. Cloud, and collectively cried enough to fill up the Atlantic Ocean twice.

This is Little Eggo crying like a baby. Boo-hoo.

They both agreed, the movie was the bomb diggity. Little Eggo went and bragged about it on Facebook. Indy even updated her status!!! Indy NEVER updates her status!!

Afterwards, Indy and Eggo went school shopping. Indy's little ones needed supplies for school, and Eggo tagged along because she needed school supplies too (and she LOVES Office Max). While Little Eggo was looking at the shopping list, she almost ran into a pole. Fortunately, Indy was a good big sister and saved her. Little Eggo would of looked like this if she hadn't:

YAY INDY!

Anyway, there are two lessons to be learned today. 

Numero Uno: Indy and Eggo DEEPLY recommend watching Charlie St. Cloud. 

Numero Dos: Eggo DEEPLY recommends watching where you are walking.

And they lived happily ever after...

THE END! 

Meago is a BEACH BUM

As you may know, I've been spending two and a half weeks at the beach. We are leaving next Wednesday, so my time at the Gulf of Mexico is not quite over yet. (And no, there isn't any oil here.)

A typical day at the beach consists of the following:

I will wake up around 9 or 10 AM. I wobble into my parents' room and my mom makes me breakfast. (Yes, I know... I am sooo spoiled.) Typically, I would eat a bagel. But lately, I've felt like a fatty, so I've been having smoothies. Again, spoiled.

This is why I've given up bagels for a little while. :(

Anyway, eventually I'll get my lazy butt up and get a shower and get my bathing suit on. Yes, I have to get a shower before I go out in the ocean and pool and get dirty again. Is this logical? No. But oh well.

Sometimes, I'll be stupid and go out in the sun during the heat of the day. Typically, though, if I don't have any friends or extra family over, I'll stay inside and be lazy. Or, we'll go shopping. I like the latter, a lot. Trust me. :)

Whenever it's low tide, my mother and I will drag some friends with us and we'll go out on the sand bar. For those of you don't know what a sad bar is... I'll draw you a picture. =D

1. "Hey dude, I'm on the sand! Yay!"

2. "I'm in the ocean, yeahhhh."

3. "HOLY CRAP I CAN'T TOUCH ANYMORE!"

4. "Woah, snappums. I can touch now..."

Out here, we'll hunt for sand dollars and whatever else we can find. We've found various ropes out here, it's kind of scary. I've also seen dolphins, pelicans, and this kind of weird fish out on the sandbar:

He looked something like that... I think?

Eventually I'll come in, and we'll eat dinner. We never go out to eat while we are on vacation. My aunt and my mom (and sometimes  rarely myself) collaborate and make some good food. This would include carrots, bell peppers, steak... Oh man, we eat so much good food. No wonder I look like this right now:

M for Meago... and MEAAAT.

After dinner, I'll go shelling with a friend from our motel. Then we'll be all cold and jump in the heated pool, and won't come out until 10PM or so. (Yes, this is sooo against the rules. But, there's no one in the front office after eight, so who cares?!?!) 

Then, after all this is over... I'm here, blogging! :)

The Logo for a "Happy Meago"

So, there you go. My day is over after 1:30AM or 2AM... Yes, I am a night owl. And yes, I may stay up a little bit longer after this post is up. :)

Well, until next time, lovelies... I leave you with a picture of what I will be doing tomorrow... and the next day... and the next day...

And YES, I lotion up RELIGIOUSLY.