The best letter ever.

Dear Melissa,

In 2008, while I was 6 months pregnant and missing my deployed husband, you and I got into an altercation that started when you asked me not to mail things to your children. *rolleyes* In that conversation, you called me a fat-ass.

Thank you, Melissa. While I don't think it was nice to call a pregnant woman, fat... I am very grateful you did. I look and feel better than ever and it was your comment that pushed me to go for my potential. And what potential it is, indeed.

As a victim of one of your many bitter tirades, I think you should know that Regardless of what you deal with on a personal, day-to-day you really should treat people better and not be so hateful.

Here's to you, anyway! I wouldn't be here without you.

BFF,
Maegan

P.S. It really is a shame you can not bring yourself to talk to me or even acknowledge my presence... I am not too shabby to be around.

Pound it.

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I appreciate Target's efforts

I never realized how nice it is that I don't have to avoid eye contact with soliciters when I walk into Target. It is just plain awkward for me. It's particularly nice when you get home and realize your husband has given some photographer guy $10 after being approached at the entrance of our local grocery. It just makes me angry, really.

Whether it's someone selling a photo session, cookies or just raising money (and yes, even for our troops) ... I'm just as bothered by that as I am by being approached by a homeless man while loading groceries into my car. I know Target has caught a lot of grief for not allowing people to solicit but as a customer who spends way too much money every.single.time. I go in there, I appreciate the efforts made to give me a comfortable entrance and exit.

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What a HOOT!

Jaxon was the focus of Fountain's First Annual Oktoberfest with the roasted corn that was half his size. He was so excited to eat it!

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January, really?!

i just commented on my sister's blog which meant that i had to log into my blogspot account. i discovered i haven't been on since january. wow.

let's see. jaxon is getting smarter and more ornery every day. i really hate to see how the terrible twos and threes are going to be. however, it's all worth it when he's in a lovey-dovey mood. he gets his blanket and crawls up in my lap, i might even get a hug. he's an awesome kid when he's not pulling my hair.

ron's military career is coming to an end so by next summer we could be opening a new chapter in our life. i'm extremely thankful he's not going to afghanistan but he's very disappointed and eager to move on from it. we're not sure of what the next chapter will bring and this may sound insane but i want to live outside of the US for a while. :/ i don't know when but at some point, it will happen.

i'm still hacking away at school... still not too sure where that's taking me but i'm going to find my way. :D

I have a confession...

I don't want to be a nurse.

I chose a Nursing major because it is the least amount of school for the most amount of money but I don't want to be a nurse.

I want to work with animals. However... typically, that is not where the money is.

Ugh. I've already spent a lot of money in tuition and books this semester. I guess the good thing is that I'm not actually in the Nursing program yet...

Back to School!

I had my new tennis shoes, cute outfit and perfect hair all put together...

Okay, not really.

It's not the same as when I was in 9th grade and so excited about the first day of school. I didn't even wear makeup today!

Somehow becoming a mother automatically puts your priorities into order. My alarm didn't go off so in order to get Jaxon up and ready in time, I traded makeup for clean hair. I'm okay with that. Perhaps if I looked like an ogre, I would not have made that trade off but since I'm halfway okay with the way my makeup-less face looks... it was a good decision. Besides that, I sat in the front of the class so the teacher was the only person who could see my face. I would have been full of regret if I would have left the dirty hair in lieu of a made up face. I certainly don't want anyone to go home and talk about 'the girl with the disgusting hair' over dinner tonight.

Any way, thankfully that was the biggest decision I had to make today. I hate making decisions.

I hope everyone had an okay Wednesday! I go to Biology tomorrow afternoon. Wish me luck!