7 things...

I've noticed a lot of bloggers listing 7 things about themselves. Also called MEME. I want to jump in on the fun.

• I'm an introvert. I did manage to perform in two productions in high school and college. Although, that was because I was the stage manager and knew all the lines anyway, not because I'm a good actor.


• When I am stressed I grind my teeth when I sleep. (no, I don't realize I'm doing it. The sound has been described to me as a freight train tearing through the house.)


• I love reading anything I can get my hands on. Sidenote: when I was younger my parents would punish me by sending me to my room ; it never did any good I just read my books until I was allowed to come out.


• I got the chicken pox when I was 10. At the time and it still is, rare for anyone over the age of 7 not to have already had them. To make me feel better my parents bought me Garfield underwear. ( I was into Garfield at the time)


• I've only been on a plane once (when I was 9).


• I originally wanted to be an astronaut, then a professional basketball player, doctor, and finally a scientist. I don't know what I want to be after this...hmm...


• I am named after the character Meghann from the book The Thornbirds. After the red hair and family of brothers our similarities come to a screeching stop.

Meg & Jordan's Incredible Inedible Lard Adventure

This weekend, Meghan Kelly celebrated her 26th birthday by serving a meal at the Salvation Army downtown. We had an incredible time dicing tomatoes, cooking beans, managing the serving line, and washing dishes. One of the unspoken duties was to empty the remnants of the fried beef into the "inedible oil bin". Now this was not just clean, clear oil. This was the thick muck that forms the base of the grease that houses the lard that traps the fly and "I don't know why..."---- you know the rest. Needless to say, this was not a pretty job. With three full buckets and one large metal bin, we (Meg and Jordan) transported this lard into the bin actually designated with written plaque: "inedible cooking oil". Enjoy the pictures of our experience...

Gave us a whole new appreciation for the Lunch Lady...

Mmm MMMM Mmmm Mmmmm ... Tasted like chicken - Get in my belly!

The inner bowels of the "inedible cooking oil" container...quite literally took our breath away.

Elevator Laws

• If there is an escalator that goes from the 1st floor to the 2nd floor and you are able-bodied and can maintain your balance, spare the rest of us from an unnecessary stop and use the escalator.
• No more than 8 people on the elevator. I don't want to suffocate and neither should you. There are three escalators, I'm sure another one will open up shortly.
• Move to the back of the elevator when you get on. You're not so important that you can't make room for others.
• Pay attention to the arrows. When the arrow points up, the elevator is going up, when the arrow points down, the elevator is going down.
• Allow the people that are getting off the elevator to get off before you try to get on. No need for pushing and shoving.
• Pushing the buttons multiple times does not make the elevator operate any faster. Stop doing it.

Dear fellow driver,
The next time that you decide to make a right turn onto the street using the merge lane, please do not stop. The purpose of this lane is to keep traffic moving. When you stop to wait for the light to change you negate the purpose of this lane and the millions of dollars that were spent to construct it. So, next time either use the lane as it was meant to be used or find another way home. Thank you for your attention to this matter.
Sincerely,
Fellow motorist

Meet Phil

I feel like I should start carrying around spare lighters or matchbooks. The last few days I've gone on walks during lunch and people have asked me if I have a light for them. One lady even yelled at me from across the parking lot. I should just start referring them to the penguin.

This is Phil, (I named him myself) and although he reminds everyone that there is "no puffin" allowed, nobody listens.

'Tis the season...

...for a Peppermint White Chocolate Mocha The first of the season. Okay, maybe the sixth, but oh how each one tastes as good as the first. Pure bliss.

(I wanted to put a picture up but my computer insists on being stupid today)

Thanksgiving

Let us come before His presence with Thanksgiving. Let us shout joyfully to Him with psalms. Psalm 95:2

This year I'm thankful for:

• my family- parents, brothers, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews- for the countless laughs, conversations (no matter how strange), arguments, and precious moments together.
• my friends-they keep me grounded, in check and covered in a cloak of love.
• my job-it's an absolute joy to go to work everyday and to really, truly love the work that I do.
• my church- the freedom to pray and worship without the fear of persecution.
• my health
• the ability to provide for/love others-whether by time, food, or skills.
• people who believe in helping others earn a college education.
• people who believe in other people's dreams.
• the lessons I've learned.