Finding Hope: My Story

I'm a weirdo.  I love birthdays.  Even at the ripe old age of (gasp) 23 and still single, I LOVE celebrating my birthday.  This time around, I've been celebrating for a week straight. Completely by accident, believe it or not. It all started when a super fun road trip fell through.  I didn't think this was going to be a blessing at first.  I was really looking forward to spending time with some really great friends, but then me joining this road trip just...didn't work out.  So, I didn't go.  I was kind of bitter about it at first.  Because that is how I approach life. Then I decided that instead I would just start celebrating my birthday early. And so I did.  And I kept on celebrating. I realized sometime on Saturday, the day after my birthday while I was setting up for the birthday party that I was helping throw for myself and some of the other awesome people who decided to grace the month of July with their birth, that this life ...

Do you ever have those days where you just want to turn to whomever made jeans and say what on earth were you thinking? Who thought it would be a good idea to take women, who are NEVER the same size, assign a size to all the curves that they come with (add in the fact that over the course of a month we change where our curves are at least once) and then expect them to pay out the wazoo for them?  I mean honestly, what were they ON? So, I am protesting jeans.  And pants in general.  And lately I am just wearing skirts.  I kind of feel like I am back on the mission, except now I am rocking some STELLAR high heels as well. I am not going to lie...I look FABULOUS in skirts.  Pencil skirts.  High waisted skirts.  Skirts that scream to the world "this is megan and she loves the curves that her Heavenly Father blessed her with" So....I am going to wear skirts until I cannot wear them anymore.  Maybe just wear them every day all year long.  W...

My insides and I are battling again.  But, I don't want to dwell on it.  Because that just makes me weepy.  So, instead, I am going to come up with my joys instead. I went and visited my dear friend Robin today, who I visit teach.  Which really means that I get to be best friends with her because someone asked me to.  Seriously, I am addicted to visiting teaching...it is a joy that I cannot get over.  Ah I love it!! Manicures by sweet ladies.  I went and got a manicure a couple weeks ago over by Smiths here in Provo.  The ladies there were just darling and made me realize that I have so much in my life.  That I have so much to be grateful for and that I am fabulous.  Seriously, love them. Swimming with my sisters.  I went to Seven Peaks on Saturday with a few of my sisters.  By the end we were all kind of cranky and the like.  But boy oh boy did we have a blast.  I got to giggle and be silly and just...be joyful....