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Today, I would appreciate it if you would do something for me. Donate to your favorite charity, do your homework, smile at strangers, go the extra mile, protect free speech, floss, visit a nursing home, don't swear, wash your hands, refill someone's meter, write a thank you note, take a bubble bath, give up your seat on the bus, eat some chocolate, stay calm in traffic, use good grammar, adopt a puppy or a kitty from the shelter, listen to some country music, write a poem, draw a picture, quote a Disney movie, pick up a copy of The Daily Utah Chronicle, read your scriptures, do some yoga, dance in the kitchen, make your bed, call an old friend, tell a joke, listen thoughtfully, or visit your local library.

Because did I mention it's my birthday?

-Meg

I challenge you do do any of those things, (or any other wonderful acts you can dream of) and tell me about them!

(You might have noticed that I haven't done any Muffin Monday posts since the year started. That is because I am disbanding them. I will continue to make muffins every weekend, but I won't post about them unless they are super super good. I just have so much going on right now, I have to prioritize.)

3rd Sunday in February.

The lowdown on my Sunday.

It snowed. A lot.

I sang in church. And then I left because the snow was so evil. We were afraid to stay because it was bad. It turns out the snow was quite benign, but it was nice to be home and be with my family. I adore long weekends with such a passion.

We ate delicious food and watched "Inception."

We talked a lot about missionaries. Oh missions. Forever defining my existence. I'm pretty sure I'm going to go on one, by the way.

But first things first. I need to go to sleep so I can wake up and do my homework so I can graduate. Then I'll go from there.

Sundays: always offering a dose of perspective.

Christmas Time is Here!

Christmas Break has begun!

This morning, my father took my sisters and me to Salt Lake and we saw Mr. David Archuleta and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir... and Orchestra, and bells, and dancers...

Ya. A whole lot of people. But mostly David.

It was really rainy, but hey... we had tights and cute shoes, and hoods. Guess whose feet are whose:

We all wear the same shoe size.

But I feel like I had to come a long way to get to this break. A long way. And that included FINALS!

This is a cryptic thing for phonetics. It made sense last Tuesday, but now the test is over, and it was epic. And 2 tests later, I am finished! Semester 4 of college is complete!

Now 'tis the season stuff yourself with tons of goodies and play Wii and sing carols and hang out with the ones you love.

-Meg

50,000 words... now that's scary

Well, my halloween was rather uneventful.

I was dismayed at the fact that I was unable to dress up as Amelia Earhart because I was preoccupied doing something else.

Carmina Burana.

So instead, I'm dressed as a Monk. I have 1 performance left of Carmina. Heaven save me.

And as if I weren't crazy enough, I'm doing NaNoWriMo. What is that? National Novel Writing Month. Yes, I'm am going to attempt to write 50,000 words in 1 month.

Dear readers, I will not abandon you, I will give you updates on my insanity. I love you all.

Wish me luck. Here we go.

Even now, it's 20 minutes until I can begin. I can hardly wait.

-Megan

All sorts of exciting

Holy Whoa! I deem the first week of school a success.

Looks like working at the Chronicle is going to consume my existence, but I'm alright with that.

I love copy editing, but it's grueling mental work. The trick is to not necessarily know ever grammar rule, but to be attentive to spot where there could be an error, and to know where to find the answer. But anyway, I don't want to bore you with the subtle nuances of editing.

On the other side of the coin, page designing is a taxing session of creative gymnastics and larger-than-life tetris. I justify playing tetris now by saying I'm practicing for page designing. Heck yes.

Syntax and phonology blow my mind, although we're in the slow beginning stages were we have to define everything, and that's getting old. I'm ready to jump into the thick of things!

Choir is going to be sublime at the very least. To be singing again feels wonderful.

I received Elder Hill's last letter from the missionary training center! He's off to the land of Fiji. He's so excited, and so am I. I'm nervous for him, actually, but I know things will be great.

And tomorrow... I see the LION KING! My childhood fantasy is about to be fulfilled.

-Meg