Fat Tuesday (or in other words MARTI GRAS!)

I'm definitely not the most knowledgeable person when it comes to the Catholic holidays. Fat Tuesday, Ash Wednesday and Lent all have a pretty important significance to practicing Catholics so I felt that I should learn more about their feast days seeing that they are already fast upon us.

I did not celebrate Fat Tuesday, for which I am sure my old roommate Paige would be extremely disappointed, but I do plan on giving something up for Lent. I talked about this with my mom and she said that she already knew what she was going to give up and that was despair. I am by no means that profound so I am going to give up something physical, sugar treats, and also something mental, saying negative things about myself. While both of these things are going to take a lot of conscious effort on my part in the end it will be worth it. Isn't the idea behind Lent that by giving something up in preparation for the celebration of Easter one becomes closer to God?

I want to encourage everyone to get ready for Easter in their own way, weather it is giving something up for Lent or just reaffirming their goal to read about the life of Christ in The Bible and/or The Book of Mormon. I am!

I just discovered that I was born on a Sunday!
I knew Sundays were my favorite day of the week for some reason!

(I know its kinda weird that I am making this discovery on a Monday but that's not the point, Sundays are still my favorite day!)

English 291

The poem that I am required to memorize for my English 291 class.

George Herbert:

Jordan. (I)

WHo sayes that fictions onely and false hair
Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty?
Is all good structure in a winding stair?
May no lines passe, except they do their dutie
 Not to a true, but painted chair?

Is it no verse, except enchanted groves
And sudden arbours shadow course-spunne lines?
Must purling streams refresh a lovers loves?
Must all be vail’d, while he that reades, divines,
 Catching the sense at two removes?

Shepherds are honest people; let them sing:
Riddle who list, for me, and pull for Prime:
I envie no mans nightingale or spring;
Nor let them punish me with losse of rime,
 Who plainly say, My God, My King.

I dont know about anyone else but I have never of George Herbert before... and now I am forcing his great words into my memory for the rest of eternity. Couldn't he have at least written a less bitter poem?

Gift Basket!

In Floral Design I learned how to make gift baskets. Although it took a lot of work and patience I think that I succeeded (and its not pink! I'm branching out!). This basket it a movie night basket and I have to say I enjoyed myself... It came right in time for the long, lazy weekend.

St. Margaret is my Day Saint

Today in my History 201 class my teacher decided to give a lecture on St. Valentine and happen to mention that everyday during the year is assigned a saint. Me, being the curious person that I am, decided to stop listening in lecture and instead go on a search to learn who my day saint was. I was soon to discover that the day saint of November 16 is St. Margaret! I thought that it is kinda cool that my name Megan (which is a pet name of Margaret) and I happen to be born on her day!

History 201

History 201.
Yes, I am a history major that is graduating in April.
Yes, I am currently taking my 490 capstone
but I am also currently enrolled in History 201!
Yah thats right... 201. Go me!

5 am texts and questions? NOT OK!

VENT
(just give me 10 min so I can sleep well tonight)
(The smaller words are tangents... too bad this program doesnt have footnotes that is one good thing about turabian writing style)

Question: So thinking of the text from "Guts" (and this is not just some mean name that I came up with for him but what he introduced himself to me as. I have no idea what his real name is.) I was just wondering what possesses people to text mere acquaintances at 5 in the morning?

Answer/Feelings on the Topic/Story: I was thinking that maybe he just thought that I get up that early, which I usually do but this week has been a week that I have been able to sleep in til at least 7:30 am, so I ignored it. I guess he didnt get the hint because he sent me another one at 6:10am. These texts were not about anything important but things like "I am leaving for work now" and "So are you going to BYU?" I mean come on! 5 and 6 in the morning?!?!? So I sent a text that said "I'm sleeping!". What does this get me but a text the next morning at a little after 5 saying about the same thing... "going to work it snowed" things like that. So I sent him another one "Sleeping til after 8" and what happens the next morning... I bet you cant guess! I got another text, same time and I was in the same place, my bed... "Awake and headed to work its cold outside" ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!?! We are not dating, I dont really even know you, what makes you think that I care when you go to work or when you get home? If I were dating you that might be a different matter but still I would probably run the other way because just the thought of someone always letting me know where they are makes me feel claustrophobic because then they ask what you are doing and I value my independence too much to want someone to constantly know where I am and what I am doing. Come on, we have meet once and didnt really even talk, I did not give you my number and you are making me leave my phone on silent and leaving it places just so I have an excuse not to text back. (I have never really be a big fan of phones except to talk to my parents and family. A phone just means that you are never alone... I dont always return text in a timely manor, there is a reason that you text. It is because you dont want to call and that is ok but just dont expect me to get right back to you.) You are an acquaintance that I will probably never see again and am not interested in so sorry if I dont have the time to learn everything about your life because I am focusing on school and being in pain and my friends and my responsibilities. That may be a little harsh but if you want to get to know me I amok with texting but if you purposely wake me up at 5 am (interrupting my few hours of sleep) to ask me trivial questions about myself then I am sorry but as a warning I might be tempted to be a little rude.

Bad Luck Comes in Threes

So far since I have been in Provo I have been sick with a cold two weeks ago and been to the hospital with a possible burst cyst yesterday, I am thinking that this means I have bad luck in Provo. I have heard that bad luck comes in threes and this makes me worry because so far I have only had two, count it two, bad things happen to me and that means that one more thing is coming! So I have decided that because all of this bad luck has happened in Provo I need to get out. I am going to spend the extra long weekend in Rexburg with Mom and Melissa in hopes of counteracting the bad spell...

(I just remembered that I for the last four mornings I have been getting 5am texts from "Guts." Does that count as bad luck? Because if so then I have hit three and then my trip to Rexburg can be for R&R instead of to break a curse...)

chocolate chip pumpkin cookies

so last night I made chocolate chip pumpkin cookies and they were so good, well at least I thought so! I added more chocolate chips and pumpkin and added less oil and cooked them for about 10 more minutes then it called for but they turned out wonderful!
Go ME!

Floral Design Again: Boutonnieres

So I went to floral design this week and the focus of the lab was boutonnieres. We made four different kinds: the rose, the carnation, the daisy, and the wildflower. They were so easy to make even for a perfectionist like me. You just take the beautiful long-stemmed rose and chop it into a very small-stemmed rose and the you wire it and wrap it, add the leaf and baby's breath and wrap it again, curl the stem and you are on your way to a beautiful rose boutonniere.

The Rose Boutonniere

The Carnation Boutonniere (aka the funeral boutonniere).
On this one we had to wire the leaf also which is a little tricky but it turned out beautifully.

Picture of all four types of boutonnieres, yep I'm going pro!

So in the past week I have taken three tests and written a paper but I still have one more test and paper to go before the weekend... will I make it? Right now that is debatable because I have no desire to write my English paper and it is due in 13 hours exactly. Must be in her hand by 8am or it is late. The pressure is on and the only way to make it go away is to start writing. (unspecified amount of time later.) Ya still havent started writing but now I am seriously thinking about starting... or maybe I will take a nap. Oh the difficulties of being me!

(Another unspecified amount of time later.)

So I have thought about what I am going to write my paper on and this is what I've got. The Wife of Bath's Tale as it compares to the Arthurian culture within Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. This should be good as I have read both of them and we talked about what was in them in class. Ya now that I have done all of this work I deserve a nap.

Night!
megs

I am sick (but not in the British sense of the word)

I have felt this cold coming on for about the past week but have been doing everything in my power to fight it, drinking lots of water, taking vitamin C and a multi-vitamin and trying to get more sleep, but it seems that it didnt work because here I am on a Sunday morning sick in bed. There are definitely better ways to spend a Sunday... but then again sleeping all day can be good too.