Meghan's Musings

Nothing magnanimous in this post - just showing off my biggest fan's talent with the camera.... He's so awesome! I hate having my picture taken most of the time - but it was fun to play it up this time. Can't wait to do it again, if he wants. (I won't let it inflate my ego.... Don't think that's possible, actually!) Next time NO flowy shirt! There were many "preggo" pics that were deleted (per my demand - and I didn't even see them) I was stunned when he sent me these, though. Did I mention he's awesome? I didn't run screaming for the hills after seeing his pics, AND he gave me a great idea for another blog post! Since I have a case of "not-accomplishing-what-I-write-down-itis", I'm not going to write down what he said. It'll be great, but it does require some time to marinade. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy the photos!

Happy Hump Day! I was "chatting" a with friend last night and they disappeared for a spell. Whence they returned, they said, "I thought you did another blog post...." Ahhh, my biggest fan! I said I'd meant to but hadn't gotten around to completing it. This is actually the third title this post has boasted. The first was - I don't remember actually - but the second was going to be a Mother's Day post that just never found footing. After I crowed on FB about needing a cast for my arm (I broke it patting myself on the back...) because the fish tacos I made were super-splendiferous, my favoritest sister responded, "I LOVE fish tacos. I can't wait for the recipe!" I then replied, "I'm going to get that out today!" That proclamation was the beginning of my undoing. Sometimes I find that when I make written declarations, the complete opposite comes to fruition. Anyone else experience this phenomenon? When I didn't take...

How's everyone been? I've been quite busy - hence the time lag between blog posts. I actually started this post on Friday and it was supposed to be a "Week's Wrap-Up" - I'm just now getting to finish it. (With some adjustments) I've said it before - I'm not the mother I'd always envisioned myself being. An occurrence last week reinforced this fact - but it was the catalyst for a mature conversation between myself and Isaac (as mature a conversation that can be held with a eight-and-three-quarters-boy, anyway). I love to blame my "Irishness" for my lack temper-control - but I'm starting to feel more, and more that's a cop-out. Especially when dealing with my children. The first step to correcting a problem is recognition, is it not? So, I recognize and will keep working on it. Isaac's switch flipped last Wednesday afternoon. He went from his normal loving state to the Isaac Monster. Gratefully, the Isaac Monster has mellowe...

Where we come from I asked someone at work not too long ago if he was the religious sort. He responded, "Spiritual." This seems to be the reigning assessment from us of the ilk who don't profess to know what is going on, but believe something  is going on. I don't believe in any organized theology, but in the power of the universe. In her book Unlimited , my fitness hero used science to sum up spirituality (albeit with a somewhat New-Agey bent). Whilst reading the following, I found myself nodding like a bobble-head on the dashboard of a moving car:      "I'm probably one of the most spiritual people you'll ever meet. Yes, I curse a lot  (sound like anyone else?) , and I'm tough as nails, but I'm also spiritual.  And although I am close to "God", science is at the root of my spirituality. Let me explain.      "I believe that everything in the universe is made up of energy and information, including you, your emotions, and your be...

I heard more than once this past week how "fast" everything passes.  For me, each day the clock ticks glacially by - then I've been sucked through the vortex and it's days later. Anyone else time travel in such a manner? The trip through this vortex was blessedly peaceful - no bombings followed by a dramatic shoot-out/lock-down/capture. Life has gone on, as it does.  I'm grateful to live in the United States - where we are properly horrified by such occurrences because they happen so infrequently. For all the things wrong with this country, so much more is right. Everything is polarized, nobody can seem to find a middle ground and our leaders couldn't appear more inept if the literally shot themselves in the foot - yet the rest of the world still looks to us to keep the rest of them in line. With the crazy-scary news of Assad using chemical weapons against his people, I hope all our strength hasn't been depleted from the uselessness enacted by the previou...

WHAT is this world coming to?! This is not the first time I've spewed this question, but it IS first time the reason for it to spring forth has occurred so close to MY home. All the information available at this moment is some horror whores planted bombs in garbage cans near the finish line of the Boston Marathon, which subsequently exploded. Two people nearest and dearest to my heart - Maria and Kim - are in Boston regularly. Thank the universe they are fine, but my heart aches for the families of the three whose lives were lost - as well as the others who were injured and terrified on what was supposed to have been a joyous Patriot's Day. The Karmic Wheel never stops spinning; it will land on the horror whores. Until then, how about lightening the mood a little.... The only premium channel I shell out for is HBO - and it certainly isn't because of the vast array movies available for viewing whence nothing else is on. No. It's their original programming and comedy spe...

Anyone else look upon Hump Day with the same I-can't-believe-it's-Wednesday-MAN-it's-only-Wednesday goggles as I? Life has been an out-of-body experience for me lately - seeing it happen, but not quite completely there. Weird, I tell you! Last night I was tapped by Inspiration's Wand and attempted some cookies I've been pondering for a while - Double Chocolate Chip with Cranberries and Mascarpone. They still needs some tweaking, but by all accounts the first batch was a rousing success! All the cookies I brought to work disappeared; a few co-workers even came back for seconds. I gave one cookie to the lady who brings caters our lunches (she's also a cookie-maker extraordinare!) - I'm going to pick her brain tomorrow. Isaac thought they were awesome, I gave a small batch to Shiloh's daycare provider;and Ben brought the rest to work. Spread the calories, that's my motto! I have a couple of ideas on how to make them better; and whence the cookies reac...