Birthday for mom

Mamma Nora,

Happy 59th birthday Mamma. How does one even begin to explain the most wonderful person??? Are words really enough? Can they make others see the gifts of herself that she has given? Can they make people feel the love that she has shared? Can they make people understand the depth of her service? Mom your life has been a true legacy of love, kindness, service, and friendship. You were ment to be my mother, I have no doubt in my mind of that. I still can't believe how you made it through all of us 5 girls, and with so much grace. Every night I couldn't sleep you were there to let me stay up and talk to you. Every little break up you were there to tell me how prized I was. Every mess up on stage you were there to tell me that no one is perfect. Every performance you were there to say a prayer for me. Every bad test you were there to help me study harder for the next one. Every overwhelming day you were there to take me out to lunch at taco bell. Every doubt you were there to remind me of myself. Every day after school you were there sitting at the kitchen table, I couldn't wait to talk to you. Every day I was sad you were there to be so kind to me. Every lost hope you were there to find it for me. I know I could never fully understand the sacrafices you have made just to BE THERE, and perhapse at the time I didn't understand the magnitude and importance of you being there. But I look back on my childhood and I am so thankful that the strongest memory is watching my mom baking in her white kitchen wearing a pink blous that even an apron couldn't keep clean, and spots of flouer on her pretty cheeks. Happy Birthday Mamma. More than words.

Meggie

Wolf In Sheep's Clothing.

Okay...I really don't like to address politics on this blog, however, recent events have led me to break even my own rule.

Stimulus package??? Yeah Right!!! Has anyone actually read what is in the new quote on quote STIMULUS Package? It is seriously the biggest joke I have yet to behold in my years of adulthood. Last time I checked a stimulus package is supposed to be for the benefit of the economy. You know help the market get turned around by creating jobs, making smart investments, lighting up taxation, and the list goes on. It would appear that this new 819 Billion, that's right, Billion dollar stimulus package is nothing more than a wolf in sheep's clothing. The wolf being, as Wall Streets article, A 40-Year Wish List stated, "every pent-up Democratic proposal of the last forty years." I have nothing against the democratic party, but come on... how stupid do you think the American people are? Do you really think that we will just sit by while the government flat out lies to us. The SOUL purpose of the government is to be the voice of the people. As far as percentages go, I believe only 5%to 10% of the bill goes to stimulus for the market. So where is the rest of the 90 to 95% going to? Well it sure isn't going to create jobs.

And something else that I just can't wrap my head around is.... HOW in the WORLD can anyone seriously expect to pay off DEBT with more DEBT??? Does this make sense to anyone. Come on, think about interest rates people. Do we really want to do that to our children and our children's children and their children (you get what I mean). I hope people realize were the 819 Billion DOLLARS to pay for this bill is coming from. Yep that's right, you guessed it... YOU and other countries that will be sure to slap on an incredibly high interest rate. I guess you could say that everyone else could consider lending us money an investment if you think about how much extra we will end up paying for this bill. It really does make me sick. Why do we allow politicians to fix our money crises??? What I guess I am hoping to achieve is that I have sparked some interest in people to get educated, get motivated, and do something about this train wreck heading our way. For any easy read that really sums up the bill go to http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123310466514522309.html

If you are as appalled as I am, call your state legislature and voice your opinion. WE HAVE THE POWER to stop a terrible mistake. This is our country, let's take care of it.

I'm in love...with four little munchkins.

Last weekend my sister Cori and her husband Craig decided to bring there kids up to mom and dad's house for couple of days so they could get some things around the house done. I, of course, was ecstatic. You see, even though they technically are not MY kids, I still feel responsible for them, love love love them, want them to succeed, have so much fun playing with them, and want nothing more than to always be close to them so I can attack them with aunt Meg (as Hannah calls me) hugs. So now that you have a little picture in your head you can see why I was so excited that they decided to come up. So Sunday Ashton and I head to my parents house early and await their arrival. The day was pure bliss, hanging out with my absolute favorite people, my family. After Cori and Craig left and the night started to grow late I hugged little Ethan, never forgetting to take in a good whiff of his pure baby angel smell, tickled Carter and let my eyes take in his truly kind tiger face (seriously the cutes thing I have ever seen), and went over to Hannah who looked at me with a little frown. "You don't need to leave aunt Meg, there is a bed here for you." How can anyone really argue with that...come on? So I whispered into her ear would you like to have a slumber party with Aunt Meghan and Uncle Ashton. Ashton then chimed in, "We could watch a kid movie tonight?" Hannah looked up with excited eyes, "A princess one?" It was decided. We had a slumber party complete with Disney's Cinderella (the continuation one), stayed up late telling princess stories (including one I had to make up on the fly called The Woman of the Lake, I think the woman's name was Andelea or something), slept in, tickled uncle Ashton to wake him up, made eggs and french toast for breakfast with aunt meg, watched another kid movie, had a bubble bath (I seriously need to get some kid bath toys), did our hair, and then were out the door.

Hannah had said that she really wanted to go shopping and get something for herself, sooooo uncle Ashton had the brilliant idea to give Hannah a dollar or two and take her to the dollar store to let her get whatever her heart desired. She seemed to really like this idea. After that we took Hannah bedroom shopping with us (we have been window shopping for a new bed and bedroom furniture for a while). We were sure to take Hannah by the little girls section, and let her test most of the beds for comfort. At one point she started jumping from bed to bed, so we decided to through in the 'no shoes on the bed' rule. Seconds later she was on her hands and knees crawling from bed to bed. "Don't worry aunt meg my shoes aren't touching." Ummmm can I say cleaver and adorable. We had Wendy's for dinner and milk shakes for dessert, Hannah and I shared a Vanilla shake with a cherry on top. She even got to meet one of my nephews from Ashton's side of the family. They totally hit it off, and I think Tristan has met his true love. They were in little kid heaven. Every couple of minutes had would run up to me saying something like, "Meghan the boy helped me do this," or "the boy showed me how to use this toy." (she kept referring to him as 'the boy' sooooo cute) I could see so much Meaker and Robinson in Hannah. The drive back to grandma's house was bitter sweet, she was singing and making up stories and saying the cutest things-sweet, but this meant my time with my favorite little person was coming to an end-bitter. I don't think little kids can comprehend how much they are loved. At one point I turned and told little Hannah how much I love her, and she said that she loved me too. I had to turn around so she wouldn't see her aunt Meghan cry. Yeah, yeah...I know I'm a baby. I couldn't help myself. We kissed Carter and Hannah goodbye, with them both pleading for us NOT to go and trying to tell us to stay because there were beds for us at grandma's house.

Oh this story doesn't end yet. Wednesday, the day my mom took the kids back home I totally lost it...AT WORK...IN FRONT OF MY COWORKERS...AND...MY CLIENTS. It wasn't just little tears either. They were full on shaking and tears. I went to the bathroom for that part. What is my deal? It is so amazing how are hearts can expand, with every new addition we love more. Little Hannah came first, then Carter Man, then Baby Ethan(he will always be a baby to me), last energetic Duvlan who had more facial expression on a newborn then any other baby I have seen. I love them all, would give and do anything for them, and want to have babies so my kids can come to love them as much as I do and will be able to play with their cousins (just as I got to).

Love, Aunt Meg

Escape

I love to escape... I don't know what it is, but I love to get away from it all, drive, fly, whatever I need to do to leave where I am to get somewhere new. Escape from my reality and plunge myself into a reality that is not my own. Is that weird? It isn't that I don't totally love and adore my life... But rather I want to understand the reality of those around me. I want to see how they deal, see how they love, see how they breath. And this can truly only be done if one is willing to immerse him/her self completely in ways of life that are far removed from his/her own. It all seems so refreshing. Getting a new outlook, seeing it, it being life, done a different way. I'm glad and lucky that my husband shares this same want/desire with me. I often wish that I could just get in a car and go...no planning, no suitcase (yeah NO suite case, shed the part of me that always has to have a 50 pound bag somewhere close by), and no idea of where I'm going. Just Me, Ashton, some comfy shoes, and my small leather satchel (a hand made small leather purse-hopefully with some money in it- that I got in Mexico, my fav to travel with). Be unlike me for a day, and rely on my instincts not my planning just for one day.

Christmas in Disney Land

Who said I have bug eyes...who???

My cute dad.

What a perfect ending.

Yum!!!

Some of my favorite men.

I love you Ashton.

Wow my husband is handsome, Carter you are so dang cute.

Disney Land in a globe. Wow!!!

Almost all of the group.

Now that's what I call cake.

It's a small world.

The Meaker gals just trying to make Christmas magical.

A kiss for you.

Christmas morning in a hotel... Not bad:)

Momma and Meg

My romantic husband.

Is that Ariel in the background.

Our Pre-Christmas Dinner

Ashton and I spent Christmas away from home, so we decided to go out for a Christmas dinner before we left. Yummy Salad

Yummy Taco's

Water

Coke...Are you surprised with our food choices:) Ha...ha...ha...

Happy Birthday Cori!!!

My totally Awesome, Amazing, Smart, Funny, Creative, and Gorgeous sister Cori turned 26 today:) Wahwhoooooo!!! One year older and wiser, how does it feel Cori. I sure do love you and am so proud of who you are. I hope you realize how wonderful you are, and how important you are to me. Love you sis. Happy Birthday!