Friday, August 31, 2007


Ethan has many nicknames, but his most common is simply "E." That way when I hand him off to Ryan, we call it an "E-trade" or "E-mail." Yes, I know, we are outrageously hilarious.

Yesterday "E" went swimming with two other "E-babies" - Elliot and Emma. For some reason (maybe because I'm overly obsessed with my own baby) I didn't get any photos of those two babies, which is unfortunate, because they are both fabulous. We had a great time with the E's and their mommies.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Baby on the brain

Today I just couldn't figure out why the door to my apartment wouldn't unlock and then it hit me that the keyless entry buttons on the Honda key only work on my car.

Monday, August 27, 2007

Frisbee golf and cute baby

Here are said Frisbee golf photos and others. The white spot in the distance in the Ryan-Frisbee-bra photo is the glare of the little hole thingy.

Ryan said yesterday, a fellow elder's quorumee called Ethan "Big Sexy." Fitting, isn't it?

Saturday, August 25, 2007

We're not in Utah anymore

Since I traveled back from Utah, I've noticed how different it is from Arlington. The two places are like polar opposites.

First off, there are zero hippies here (they are coming out of the storm drains in Logan).

More obvious differences are the dry Utah air v. the humidity here. You know when it's really cold outside when the inside of the windows fog up in your house because it's really warm inside. Yeah, well my windows are fogged up right now - in the 95-degree weather. The weather is so hot and humid outside that the windows of my air-conditioned apartment are fogged up on the outside. I've never seen that before.

This week I experienced another completely new thing. As Ethan and I were walking out the door earlier this week, I stopped completely and looked outside. "Is it snowing?" I said aloud. It was 80 degrees outside; there was no possibility for snow. But the way the tiny drops wisped down, swaying to the side as they fell, it looked like micro-flurries coming down. I stepped outside to feel cool, wet pricks kissing my skin. It was mist. It was cool.

Another visible difference are the trees here and the lack thereof in Utah. When in Utah, my sister McKenzie and her husband Ryan took us to play Frisbee golf at the Utah State University campus. It was so much fun and we couldn't believe that we lived in Cache Valley almost our entire lives and never known about the Frisbee golf course.

So when we got back to Arlington, we immediately looked online to see if there was a course here. We found one on the Internet.

Last night I sent Ryan out to get me some donuts and he came back with a Frisbee golf set and no donuts. So we went to the large park only to find that the golf course was in the middle of a dense forest. In Utah, we played in open fields and I still hit every tree (there were like 10 on the entire course). Here we had to try and shoot the Frisbee through tiny gaps in trees and over large sections of dense brush (which we both had to rummage through several times to find our neon-colored frisbees). There was never an open shot.
Despite the difficulty of the course, it turned out to be a blast.

Though the two places I call home are very different I like both Cache Valley (Utah) and Arlington a lot. This further proves my theory that you can be happy anywhere; you just have to find good things wherever you are.

P.S. I will post photos of our flying disc (no trademark) adventure when Ryan gets home from school (yes, school on a saturday). He has the camera in his car.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Smelly apartment

My abode smells like dirty diapers and it's because I haven't purchased a diaper pail yet. Does anyone out there know of a diaper disposal that actually keeps the smell inside the pail?

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Return of the blonde zombie

For a while there, a period of a few weeks, I thought I was going to make it. That was back in the day when Ethan decided that it was more fun to sleep through the night than stay up making high-pitched squeals for hours on end. Life was getting better as I saw my potential for sleep rise.

Then we went to Utah.

In Utah Ethan's sleep patterns - and consequently, mine - surrendered to a two-hour time-change and the constant variation of beds and bedrooms. There were, however, a couple 11-hour sleep spurts near the end of the vacation that made life worthwhile again for me.

But, in true Megan fashion, I left on the upswing. Now - on the other end of a two-hour time-change and a strangely familiar but still a little creepy crib, Ethan has decided that it is, in fact, more fun to make high-pitched squeals for hours on end rather than sleep through the night. So we are back to waking up at least twice a night. Last night, he woke up again before I ever even got to sleep.

I lie (I know, Herald Journal friends and other incredibly smart people who know the difference between lay and lie, I'm an idiot) there at night, trying my hardest to get to sleep so that I can at least forget about how I will have to wake up in another hour or so.

I know, I did it to myself.

Oh, these are photos that have nothing to do with sleep. These are of Ethan in Park City and hating that cold water at Aunt Cindy's house.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

We're back

We are finally home from our mammoth vacation to Utah. It was so fun, but there is really no place like home. We are glad to be back in Arlington.
Thanks to all who let us stay at their homes (we were like gypsies) and eat their delicious food! I'd give you all a play-by-play of all the excitement but it wouldn't do it justice.
We wanted to show the world the definition on Ethan's arms. He isn't even flexing in this picture.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Monster vacation

I've finally joined the rest of the human world in reading the "Twilight" series by Stephenie Meyers. I was planning on visiting with family and friends and doing a little light reading of "Hetty" while visiting Utah, but my mom insisted that I read "Twilight."
"This is a serious page-turner," she said, "You won't be able to put it down."
Thanks to my mom, I have spent most of the vacation rolled up on a couch reading. I've enjoyed every minute of it.
So I started reading it in Bear Lake and my already sleep-deprived self became even more zombie-like as I sacrificed sleep for reading. I feel stupid saying that I was totally captivated by vampire love.
As my luck would have it, my mom had lent out the copy of the sequel "New Moon" before I ever started reading "Twilight." The minute I finished the first book I called the gal who borrowed it, but she had lent it to someone else. So I called that someone else and she believed so-and-s0 had it now. After trying to track it down by calling two-thirds of the homes in Wellsville, I finally gave up. It nearly killed me to have to wait three days until my aunt Wendy came up to Cache Valley with her copy. Of course, I read it in two days. "Eclipse" only came out last week. I read my mom's copy first. She hasn't even been able to touch it. I bet she's excited for me to go home.
I just barely finished it and am having issues with closure. I don't think I got that from the book and am not looking forward to waiting a year for it. But it was very entertaining up until it was cut short.
If someone hasn't already told you (you meaning any female with half a heart) that you have to read these books (however very unlikely that may be) I'll tell you now: READ THEM!

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Bear Lake!

Friday, August 3, 2007


Cool. We got a comment on a post that I accidentally posted before I typed anything and the best part is, it's in Spanish. My parents' computer won't let me go to the Web site to decipher the meaning. Anyone (besides my husband, who is currently driving through West Virginia) know Spanish?
If all three of you who read our blog have been wondering if I disappeared, I'm sorry. The reason that I'm not posting is that I'm in a very rural area and sometimes the Internet connection is not so hot.
Coming as soon as I can figure out how to download my photos onto this computer: a new slide show of our little trip to Bear Lake!

Thursday, August 2, 2007