It's two o'clock in the morning . . .

I've just corrupted my mother. We just finished the third episode in Season One of Grey's Anatomy. I miss you all. More later. Congrats THIGHS! I love you!
Always,
Megan

It's one o'clock in the Morning...

which means that it's too late to call any of you, but I wanted you guys to among the first to hear it so...
California Fresno Mission
Spanish Speaking
enter MTC August 8, 2007
I found out this evening! my papers basically took a week to process, man that's fast. I will try to call all of you tomorrow so you will get the news personally.
Yours forever,
soon to be Hermana,
Thighs

And They're In...

I am of course referring to my mission papers! The stake president put them in on Monday and he said there'd be a 50 to 70% chance they'd get here before I leave town on July 5th, if not they'll be redirected to my home address. I'm excited, there's something very cool about having the next year and a half of your life in an envelope.

Speaking of leaving on the fifth this creates a problem because I was supposed to leave my current apartment today, they have all kinds of charges for staying later, so I may just have to pull a "Lucky Buns" and camp out on the couch of some very kind an beautiful ladies for a week or so. My grandparents get here a week from today for a family reunion and then I'm driving back with them, and all my crap in their motor home. Since my grandma is the world's most talkative person ever, and my grandfather is practically mute it should be a really interesting journey. If all goes according to plan I will be back in Washington in time for my sister's visit and hopefully go through the temple with her and my grandparents there. Exciting times ahead.

By the way for numerous reasons I have moved up my availability date to July 31st.

Also, could everyone please make certain to sign their posts with their name or nickname. (I personally like to use my nickname so that one day if I get famous I won't be traced back to my vulgar college days of boobs, mammograms, and nakedness). Usually I can figure it out whose writing what, but I like to be one hundred percent sure...so stick it...on the end of your post.

Thanks,

Man Thighs

PS since adding the above about when I get famous and being traced, I stupidly added my mission photograph to my post, I had to put it in my papers and I thought you might want to see it. Now I'll never be able to hide my callow past!

Freaking Awesomeness.

I miss you all. I can't tell you how many ridiculous, random things make me think of you. Just today though has been crazy. First off, my mom found and checked out for me almost the entire second season of Grey's Anatomy from the library. All the discs except for the LAST one. Killer, I know. But I've been rushing through trying to watch them all before they're due back. But my sister (whom I share a room with (we have a tv in our room)- and don't worry Phyl, you're still winning in the best roommate ever category) hates tv shows, so I can't watch any while she's around. So it gets tricky. But here I am, by MYSELF watching hours upon hours. Oh how I wish you could all be here with me. We'd run out for pizza and make an event of it. While I'm watching I think of all the things I would rant and complain about if any of you were here. Like how much I really don't like Burke because he's such a girl and he totally can't leave his personal life at the door when he goes to work. Lame.

Anyway, other things. At the gym tonight I was in the big aerobics studio doing some free weights - and there was nobody else in the room. I was listening to music and a really good song came on, so I decided to just have a dance party by myself. First off, dance party! Second, how freaking sweet would it be if we could learn to break dance together in that room!? I SO wish we could. But, I was actually kind of embarrassed of myself. Nobody saw me, but still... solo dance party to music only playing in my ears. Kind of lame.

Then I just had a ridiculously funny thing happen. I had just finished showering at the gym and I was standing in the hallish thing in the locker room where the mirrors and hair dryers are. The door to the sauna also happened to be just a few feet away from me. Just as I was starting to comb my hair an Asian woman peeked her head out the door, gave a disgruntled look and said 'not yet' to whoever was in there with her. Then I noticed a huge pile of clothes and shoes and TOWELS next to the door. I had to laugh at this point. They kept checking back every 2 minutes or so, waiting for me to leave. Naturally, I took my merry time combing, blow drying, and re-combing my hair. Finally at 9:55, 5 minutes before the gym was officially closing, two NAKED Asian woman jump out of the sauna, grab the piles of clothes and RUN past me. SO FUNNY. I had trapped them! I was so happy and proud of myself in that moment. I called my sister on my way home and told her all about it. But then I realized that only you all would truly appreciate this story.

So I apologize for the longevity of this message, but I feel it was necessary to share each detail. I miss you all!
Love,
Shenanny

WOFYB

For the last several weeks I've been trying to buy a swimsuit. I've looked everywhere and finally I found a great one at Land's End. Not only was the suit very nice looking, but it also came in a style specifically suited for women that had had a mastectomy. Tragically, when I went to buy it I discovered that it was no longer available in my size. :( I was crushed. I really wanted that suit.
After recovering from my initial disappointment I started to think. Do mastectomy swimsuits come with boob inserts, or just a place to put them? I looked it up and it turns out that it just as places for them so I figured, why not get the mastectomy swim suit? It would still look nice and I just think it would be awesome to own a mastectomy suit. Besides, think of the fun things I could do with boob pockets. I could do magic tricks like pulling out a handkerchief or something. I decided that getting this mastectomy swimsuit would be the greatest thing ever. I was so excited about it, but it was not meant to be. They sold out of my size just before I could get to it. I hate clothes shopping.
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More Thoughts

-Wouldn't it be awesome and also very cruel if Sam got called to serve in London? Sam, you'd definately appreciate the English and yet you wouldn't be allowed to see all the play you wanted. I think Heavenly Father would kind of laugh about that.
-I work with this 20 year old named Chris and I will tell you two reasons why I like working with him:
-He says "Prove it!" all the time.
-There was a sign with the realators name "Mehboob Ranjij" and he thought it was hilarious and took a picture. It makes me smile.

-Megan

Mixed Thoughts from a Mix

*My family and I just had a couple from our ward over for dinner. It occured to me as I was sitting across from him eating my chicken, that he looks like an older Rainn Wilson. It made me smile.
*Today in choir, I sat by the choir directors daughter. I asked her what her name was. She said Maddy. I LOVE that name and asked what it was short for. Madison. So, get this: her name is Madison Shepherd. Awesome. It made me miss all of you more.
*I had a gyno appointment a couple weeks ago. As I was mentally preparing myself for it, I was brainstorming ways to distract myself as he was examining my southern parts. I thought: "I know! I can think of Disney lyrics and how to change them to fit this experience!" Don't worry though, I decided against it. Periods and bridal shower topics seem okay to sing about, but I thought it would be good to hold back on this one.
*I was also thinking of saying, in the words of Miranda Bailey, "Stop looking at my va-j-j!"
*The doctor was explaining to me that I didn't really need a papsmear till after I was married. He said, "So bottom line is . . . " To myself I thought: Haha! He just said bottom! I thought (1) Try not to burst out laughing and (2) I have to remember that to put on WOFYB Academy. A third thought that didn't occur to me till much later is (3) Wow, I'm so mature.
I'm glad we all have an appreciation for our bodies. :)
Love and miss you all,
Megan