Episode 2: Mexico and cruising!

That, my friends, is the flag of Mexico.

Adriana--my sister

Lindsey, my sister; Austin, my cousin; Adriana, my other sister. Going to our canopy adventure.

Outside: the sea. Inside: a nice elevator. (My mom and aunt.)

See that skin of mine? Burnt to a crisp. Even Lindsey, the tan one, got scathed by the wonderful hot rays of the star that our plant orbits around.

This is the store of Alejandro, one of the nicest men I've ever met. I practiced my Spanish by speaking to him while buying my bag and vanilla. My mom is super great at not only speaking Spanish, but bargaining and bartering! We were afraid to go to the flea market without her!

Watermelon pie! (Sorbert and chocolate chips.)

We are Dutch, sailing on Holland America. Suffice it to say... we ate twice our weight in sweets. Oh how I love a good sugar rush. Mmmm.

Hospitably--flowers and

...towel folding!

The sea!

And it was made possible by my wonderful parents!

More updates to come!

-Meg

Episode 1: The Wedding

Ready for the lowdown?

I was sleep deprived to begin with. I had to get as much homework and other nasty stuff done and out of the way so I could take the week off. When NaTasha's wedding came around, I was running on about 6 hours of sleep from the past 3 days.

Cami lives in Lehi, so we drove down there to spend the night, in hopes to save on sleep. But put Tasha, Brittni and me in a room by ourselves... ya, no sleep. We are a trifecta of BFFs. We've been close since high school, which wasn't that long ago. Well, it was almost three years ago. (We're getting so old!) Point is-- we are awesome and I'm so lucky to have those lovely ladies in my life. They are so awesome.

(Us at the Bridal Shower)

We finally stopped giggling at about 2 a.m. And then we woke up three hours later, cheerful and bright-eyed as could be. Tasha's ceremony was at 8 a.m., and it was a beautiful morning. Brittni, Cami and I couldn't go inside the temple, so we helped with all the kids.

Later that night was the reception. Her colors were red, orange and yellow. She enlisted 8 friends to make centerpieces, so each one was unique and different, but somehow they all worked together in a crazy, funky, cute way.

This was mine:

Started like this--

Ended like this--

The open house was awesome, but my feet did get tired from the awesome shoes and the awesome dress did get uncomfortable. That's just how it goes. Weddings are hard work!

Modest is hottest!

Next time: I go to Mexico!

-Meg

Scenes from the week

The Wedding

Coming out of Mt. Timp. Temple

Brittni

Me(g)

Cami

Bridesmaids with awesomespice shoes.

Doing our duties

Mexico

More is coming! I just have to sleep and unpack and do laundry and school and all that fun stuff. I had a blast, and I just need to catch up and get back to reality.

-Meg

Two days until take off...!

Above: Sneak peak at super cool origami projecto!

OK you guys! This is it!

I just have to go to school today.

Get waxed.

Go to Lehi.

Sleep.

Wake up, get ready, get the bride ready.

Go to the temple.

Go to the reception later that night.

Fly away to my cruise.

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I'm so close! I should be in class right now, but considering I have about 3 hours of sleep, I figured it would be pretty futile. I'm going to try to get stuff done... You guys... I'm so crazy....

You don't even know...

I probably won't blog until after my cruise, so peace out and expect a heck of a report! And LOADS of pictures! I love you all with all my heart and soul!

-MEG

p.s. I'll miss you!

Othering, buttoning and gerunding

How did Thursday happen? Where did my Spring Break go?

It went to my super secret origami project, syntax, letter writing, letter reading, facebooking, blogstalking, hairdoing, refining my Pandora "Mumford & Sons" station and other forms of delicious othering. The night is still young. I can still get so much done.

I know I'm totally not a legit blogger. I'm kind of a wannabe cool blogger. And since I have so much homework, I decided to procrastinate by making a button for my blog. The best instructions on how to do this are found {here}. That is what I call amazing technical writing. Easy to follow instructions make my heart glow. Thank you! So easy peasy!

You don't have to take the button. Really, you don't have to. You can wait until I have a published novel and 1,000 followers. But then you could say you followed me before it was cool to follow me... right?

But I remind myself why I blog. It's kind of like a journal, and a way to get my thoughts out. It's mostly for me and my own benefit. Writing has never failed to help me feel better. Ranting, praising, thanking, and in general just figuring out life. Writing is a great way to think.

I have a notebook I carry around with me almost everywhere. Some pages just have grocery lists. Other pages have little poems, or little lost thoughts. I love my little words.

Now for some homeworking!

-Meg

This is Megan on breakup

Oh, and here comes Meg's hidden anger. I just want to punch a cactus or something. I couldn't tell you why, but I just do. Everything is frustrating to me at this moment.

I know that I am so impatient. I want my cruise to happen now. I want to get a letter now. I want school to be over now. I want Elder Hill to be home now.

Now

Now

Now

(wow, that's a weird word when you say it a lot.)

Speaking of Elder Hill, I found this:

So I bought this:

Old Spice Fiji = gold. Now my room smells like guy. Wonderful, considering my newfound, boring single status.

I don't know if Elder Hill even remembers me anymore, but he does send me letters... like one every month or so. Not good for my impatient demeanor, but better than nothing.

I think my frustration in myself will subside with time, and accomplishing all the homework I have to do during Spring Break. Did I mention I am on Spring Break? Because I am.

-Meg

Black and Blue Beach Curl

Today I woke up and did my hair while I practiced for my oral exam. So I'm getting the beach wave down and working on my Spanish... I'm so ready for Mexico!

Every time it gets better. Thanks to {this} and {this} tutorials.

What is my deal with plaid? I put on this shirt today, and I really didn't realize how awful a decision that was. I look like a bruise. True, I do feel like a bruise... but that doesn't mean I have to look like one. And this reminds me why I am not a fashion blogger.

But the shirt is comfortable, and that's bueno. I don't know why I've been so obssesed with clothes and makeup and hair lately. Usually I don't care, or at least pretend not too. Right now I don't hide my vanity. Right now, people, I am so vain. I'm just going to come out and say it. I will get over it eventually.

I hope your nights are lovely!

-Meg