I'm writing this knowing that somewhere Kelley Sheiss is reading it and whoever else and thinking, Damn, she talks a lot. Leave me alone, I have a lot to say. Its been a two day run of information and my brain is sparking. I'm trying to make lists but the brain goes a lot faster than the hands and its a big mess, but I can tell you this....
If you ever need to go over the moon,
If you ever need a ginormous, detail-free idea,
If you ever need Enthusiasm or some mad problem solving skills,
I'm your girl.
Do not, however ask me to take my time.
Seek facts or, God forbid, analyze anything.
Slow down.
Like your rules and procedures, or
organize anything. - Its just not happening.... yet.
I am a giant bottle of baking soda and vinegar and absolutely do NOT look like a gamer. Which, quite frankly, kicks ass. It was the compliment of the week because from one gamer to the next, it takes one to appreciate one. After all, they did unlock some secret AIDS code.
Yes, Leadership Whitley County, You and I are going to get along quite well. As long as my brain doesn't explode. I am not complaining.
Its not that I don't want to write, its that I'm distracted. I have Avon and Swim Team and Social Media Popcorn brain and vacations and kids in school and housework and ... well, I have been writing. Just not here. Just not as myself. So, I'll nutshell this post because I'm still in slacker mode and I really WANT to write, just more on Twitter, Forums, and Tumblr. So... what's up with Megan lately you ask?
Swim team is back in action. We've been practicing three nights a week for two weeks with four kids in tow. All the while, I'm coaching with a three year old child care hater hanging on my hip, or dangling off the starting blocks. The good news is, Its practically a work out. The bad new - we don't really do dinner anymore. I shouldn't complain because also, I don't really cook anymore.
So, last night we're at practice and Mr. 11's iPod touch was stolen from his zipped up, lockered, but not locked, swim bag. He melted down and I bristled up in full mama wolf mode and called the police and the Y and filed a report. After which, I had to drag Mr. 5 and Miss 3 to the Occupational Health Clinic to have a drug screen because I'm an employee of the Y. Sadly, I will pass. After the last two weeks, I need drugs.
And then there is Avon. L.O.V.E. it. Yeah, you should shop that link on the side of the page. (Its my blog so if I want to make shameless self promotions, I will.) I'll also tell you that you should be selling it too. For $10 and 40% off through Christmas, you're crazy not too. Plus, I've seen the Holiday things that are coming out and they are AWESOME! *Side note* I hate that word and I can't stop using it. I mean... AWESOME! Awesome! Awesome! Its just so over used that I'm switching to Stellar. The new selection of Avon Holiday Items is STELLAR!
Lets see, what else? Oh! I have Leadership Whitley County starting tomorrow, which I'm totally jazzed about. I'm going to figure out how to direct these ginormous thoughts in my head into something that might actually exist outside of my imagination. Great for all of you - maybe. I have some crazy shit going on up here. Take that as your warning... No seriously, it will be stellar too. I've been wanting to do this for a few years now and things are finally in full go mode.
Wow, this blog post is shallow at best. {Politics, religion, sex, drugs, ....} I've got nothing that great going on in my head. But I do have two kids who should be napping but are not in the other room. And now, I'll muster the energy to force them into submission so the picture session for Miss 3 is a success.
