Stairway To Heaven

I had to take Coop to the doctor this morning. We decided to change dr's yet again (this is his 3rd) b/c the last one angered and offended me. So the new one is in Broken Arrow and he has seen Chloe since birth. Anywho, none of that matters except 'we were driving in the car this morning.'

We were south of town and I notice cars and trucks on the ground near a few of those really tall cell phone tower type things.

"Hmmm," I thought, "I wonder if they are up the tower?" So I glance up and sure enough, there were three guys (I'm stereotyping) climbing one of the two towers!! And they were almost to the wee top of it! I was so excited, not sure why, I'm just nosey. So I do what any normal person would do, I honk. They do what any 'normal' person would do who is about 500ish to 1000ish (I don't know how high) feet off the ground, they wave at me!

On my way home, I literally prayed they were still up there b/c I wanted to take a picture, but knew I didn't bring my zoom lens. I had a feeling this morning that I should grab it, I thought it was a crazy idea so I didn't. Now I know God was saying, "Megan, you are going to see something really cool today and you will want your zoom lens." Ya I didn't listen God sorry.

I'm about 2 miles away and I see this...

I know you can't see the little tiny people in this picture, but when the picture is larger you can. I could see them when I was driving, so I snapped.
Remember, it is not a good idea to take pictures while driving.

As I was editing the photos, I looked at this one thinking, "Aw man, I didn't get anything." Then I noticed something,

Is that cinco on the very top? Update: I am a mom and therefore my mind leaves me for brief moments during the day. That explains why I skipped quatro and went straight to cinco. This was pointed out to me by my father-in-law. Now I feel like a dummy.

I had to crop and zoom this one to get this.

Just so you know this was totally the highlight of my day.

My dad would totally call me a hick for admitting that.

Forgotten Simplicities

Growing up, my grandmother was a stickler for 'thank you' cards. It drove my mom crazy how important the card was to my grandma. For me, I didn't mind.

Now that I'm older, and wiser *haha* I see the importance of a note arriving in the mail.

In this day of texting, emailing, IMing, eviting and running to a fro, I have started to reflect a little on the simplicities of a note.

In the mail recently, the kids received invites to some birthday parties. At the time, I didn't think anything about it, the fact that it arrived in the mail, it just made sense. Then a few days ago, I was told that Matt and I were missed at a surprise birthday party. We were missed b/c the friend had an old email address for me.

About a month ago, I got a phone call asking me if I knew a college buddy was pregnant. I was shocked, I hadn't heard. Why hadn't I heard? It was announced over facebook, FACEBOOK!!

At least two times, someone sent a text that contained highly exciting news, ie. pregnancy, engagement. And I didn't receive either. (This was before we took the leap and added texting to our plan.)

It seems too much in life hinges on the hope and belief that someone checks their email, or their computer is still working, or they even have facebook (I do not), texting and such.

I do agree there are certain things that etiquettly speaking could be sent via the internet. For example, an animals birthday, the death of such animal, possibly you soliciting advice from people, or just a simple "I hate you" email. (That's personal, but a joke.) But nothing should be sent via internet that is more personal than the examples I just laid out for you.

I was lying in bed last night and this topic kept me awake. I asked Matt, "Do you think if a parent asked their child to physically write a thank you card to so and so, the child would know what the parent was talking about?"
"Uhh, probably not." He said half asleep. It drives him nuts that I get all philosophical at 10:30 at night.

Not once have I used the evite thing although I have received many, and I'm not hatin', well maybe a little, but I'm just flabbergasted by the little things in life that have been forgotten and 'made better'...

...so we think.

What's Holding You Back?

Don't let the bars of life hold you back, press up against them and yell...

...works for Cooper.

Wishing For A Zit

Has your head been so clogged with snot, boogers and gunk that you actually wished for anything that would bring relief?

I was pushing around on my face, mainly on the sides of my nose area. Then my fingers moseyed their way up around my eyes and then towards my jaws for a little massage. I grind my teeth at night and every once in a while I need a jaw massage.

While pushing and rubbing my face, I noticed that my eyes felt as if they were going to pop right out of my head! I ceased all rubbing just in case the, "your face will stay like that" comeback to an insult is true.

So I thought to myself on ways to get relief...

1) Medicine- Check. It isn't working

2) Go to the Doctor- No check. I'm a cheap-skate (sp).

3) Pop my head with a needle- No check, that might be messy

4) A ZIT?- Maybe a zit, when popped, would relieve the pressure!?

So I'm wishing for either a zit or an adult sized nasal suction bulb thingy. I tried using Cooper's, but my nose is too large.

John Deere Green Date

Chloe has a friend named Ssssss-AM(we are working on our 'S') or Yam ,if you speak Chloe. She loves Sam, well she loves Sam's mom more, but she loves them both. She used to love Scout or Cout, their dog more than them all, but she has grown to love the humans in the household equally as much as the canine.

Scout's behind and below is Scout's more flattering side.

Betsy, Sam's mom, invited us over to play last week. Sam got a set of wheels for Christmas and he needed a gal to ride alongside him. Chloe thought his tractor was sexy when she first laid her blue eyes on it, but that sexiness soon turned to concern.

This is a look of, "Where am I going and what is going on?"

Sam had been drinking and driving and therefore ran into the trash can and bushes. Before backing out, Sam needed one last swig of the hard stuff--milk.

The scene above and the cackling mailman, is a good preface going into the next photo. Is preface the right word?

Chloe is hanging on and I'm beginning to get nervous. Sam spent most of the time going in circles. Chloe is looking at him like, "Why are you making that noise?"

"Here Chloe, see I can drive." He says as she tries to smile.

Sorry Sam, she's not the dragging main type of gal buddy. Better luck next time, when you've had less milk.
Yep.

But I'm Not Crazy...

...I'm just a little unwell

I know right now you can't tell

But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see

A different side of me

--Matchbox 20

Recession Proof Sweethearts?

Matt and I don't purposefully celebrate Valentine's Day. Never have probably never will. My preacher says, "I don't need a candy sponsored day to tell me to tell my wife that I love her. So I will wait until February 15, go buy the candy half price and bring it home. See the joke's on you! You pay full price and I'll pay half price and get the same reaction."

(Chloe has put all her animals on her pillow and she's sleeping on her blankets. Now that's sacrifice.)

I do have to admit though, I'm getting the itch to buy Chloe a huge stuffed bear. She's a stuffed animal vulture. (example above) She lurks around trying to find one she can love on and carry around. I'm surprised Matt hasn't succumb to her sweetness and purchased her one. He came home the other day after a visit to Wal-Mart, "Megan, do you think we should get something for Chloe?"

"Ya, I guess if you want." I wasn't really excited about the idea, but then I took Chloe to Wal-Mart and I said to Matt, "Matt, do you think we should get something for Chloe?" He laughed because he knew my heart melted when I saw her with the animals in the Valentine's aisle. Here is a re-creation.

Chloe: "Ahhh *kisses bear* momma a bear! Grrr. Ahhh momma nother bear. *kisses the other one* Ahh momma a rog. (frog) *kisses the frog* Ahhhh momma more bears. Bye bear, bye rog."

Me: "I know honey. Ya, honey. Kiss it bye honey. Ok ya, give it a hug and a kiss."

She's very polite.

Chloe did have a Vday party at MDO. She got so much candy, luckily she doesn't know what candy is. While searching through the stash, I found some Sweethearts. You know the ones with the writing on them. I was going to glue the Sweethearts onto scrapbook paper and write a little poem using the hearts. For Matt of course.




This is what I found inside.

I've decided Necco, the heart maker, has found a cost saving way to make their hearts..... with out words and looking like they've already been sucked on and put in the box. Yum.

Nothing says "I love you" like a blank half eaten heart.