monday funday!

most people hate mondays, right?  lucky for us, i am not most people.  do i hate getting up early on monday morning?  certainly.  is it exclusive to mondays?  absolutely not.  i hate getting up early every day so i really don't feel that monday deserves its bad rap.  i also happen to really enjoy my job and while i do love the weekends, it's a different kind of joy.

anyways, while most people were probably simply trying to make it to tuesday, i decided to make it the first weekly megan's monday funday!  granted, i didn't decide this until i got home and checked the mail, but whatever.

despite this being the first monday funday, we were SO VERY CLOSE to having another monday go down in the record books as a bust.  why is that?  well i'm so glad you asked.

 my darling little destroyer with talons that could rival great eagles (known to uninformed strangers as macy) decided to take it upon herself to bite through her BRAND NEW CAGE and frolic about the apartment while i was at work.  she must have had a grand day as the wii remotes were moved into the living room, my nail files were in the floor in the dining room, and my flip flops were strewn throughout the kitchen.  seriously mace, what were you doing?

no matter what she was doing, i most certainly didn't appreciate the macy-sized hole in the side of the new cage.  again, emphasis on the NEW CAGE.  sheesh, woman.  at least let me cut the tags off before you wreak havoc upon it.

the funniest part of the entire situation was the fact that she was back in her cage by the time i got home ... and she was whining as if she couldn't get out.  hun, news flash: if you can bite your way out and crawl back in, you certainly can get out on your own.

BUT DESPITE THIS COMPLICATION, it's monday funday!  so what could possibly turn the tables on this puppy-related headache?

THIS COULD:

it speaks for itself, right?  RIGHT.   props to hot topic in their speedy delivery of my very own mockingjay pin.  power to the rebellion, people!  and for those of you that don't get the mockingjay rebellion reference, google the hunger games.  you're welcome in advance.

and may the odds be ever in your favor on the next monday funday!

meet macy!

happy second day of hanukkah, folks.  can you believe it's already here?  for those of you that don't celebrate the festival of lights, i'm sure you're just as busy in the holiday season.

and while i don't technically celebrate the festival of lights in the traditional way (due largely to the fact that i'm not actually jewish...), i do have the most wonderful menorah and continue to be team hanukkah.  so spin that dreidel and eat those latkes and have a jolly good time.

quite a few events have happened since i've last updated the blog so let's do a quick catch up session, shall we?

updates:

fiffy came to see me graduate. hooray!

1.  i experienced my first middle school "winter ball" on friday.  it was a nonstop good time and all the little tweens looked so sharp in their ball attire.

2.  i officially graduated on sunday ... aka my parents got a raise.  until i manipulate tom into paying for another degree.

3.  I GOT A PUPPY!

macy loves to play ... aka chew holes in plastic toys.

so the 3rd one is the most exciting, let's be honest.  mom and i actually adopted her (or rescued? whatever you want to say) over thanksgiving but she stayed with the 'rents until i was home from school because she had quite a few appointments to go to.  she's already such a busy girl!

the original plan for wanting a puppy was to get a boy dachshund and name him doodle (aka dude for short). however, as the fates would have it, mom and i were out shopping and we happened upon the petco where a rescue agency was trying to find good homes for a few of their balls of fluff.  we went in just to see what was going on and BAM.  we got a little girl dog...who cannot be named doodle because that is for a boy dog despite tom telling me 'doodle' isn't a sexed name.  it is.  trust me on that one.

she's pouting because of the bow and having to be still.

macy noelle (or mace-face as i like to call her) just turned two and is just the most hyperactive thing you've ever met.  seriously though...it's like unleashing a firecracker into the house every time she decides to move around.  she doesn't quite understand sit and lay, but we're working on it.  she does understand run around like a crazy person though so at least some commands are understood.  she's nonstop fun and the best graduation present ever.

also, since i DID get a little dog, i'm editing the original 30 things to do before i'm 30 and crossing number 7 off the list.  YES!!!

i promise she's not an alien despite the eye color.
i also promise she was pissed at me for making her pose for pics.

my favorite animal is venison.

let's start our reunion with my excuse for my lazy blogging ways as of late.  it's not that i don't have things i want to share because trust me, i'm learning a TON. but those things are all internship related since that's what i do all day (when i'm not writing my thesis) and i aim to share things that are less internship-y and more oh-megan-y.

i mean, if you really want to learn all about my internship and/or thesis, i'll gladly send you the log i keep or the drafts i'm writing.  no takers?  i didn't think so.

so moving on, yesterday while i was having a delightful mini catch-up session with two delightful ladies at the library, they were mentioning a few different animals and sometimes their food names as well.  (ex: baby cow, veal ... i think that was one).  anyways, i was more of a spectator to this conversation because i don't make a lot of interesting eating choices.  and that's for real ... it's an exciting day if i get plain (and i mean PLAIN ... like with minimal-to-zero spices/vegetables -- and i WILL pick the chunk-like-vegetables out because that's nasty) sauce on my spaghetti.

anyways, venison got mentioned as the conversation continued and i happened to mention something that showed that i really didn't have a clue what venison was.  i don't think i specifically said "do venison run around" or something like that, but whatever the comment was it was obvious that i was clueless regarding the fact that venison was the animal in food form ... and not the animal as it ran around in the field.  who knew?!

luckily this was not my first (nor my last) time saying ridiculous things in front of these two wonderful people, but as i venture out into the world i have to remember to filter my sometimes unintelligent thoughts.

if nothing else, now every time i tell someone my favorite animal i can say venison and laugh about my oopsie. it turns out venison is the meat of deer.  and while i'm no vegetarian, i'd just like to leave you with this picture to think about the next time you enjoy your venison:

photo credit: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/Bambi