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<channel><title><![CDATA[Megan Writes - ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/index.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 06:27:19 -0600</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[MilSpouse Friday Fill-In #11]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/09/milspouse-friday-fill-in-11.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/09/milspouse-friday-fill-in-11.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 07:17:16 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/09/milspouse-friday-fill-in-11.html</guid><description><![CDATA[It's Friday! That means it's time to fill out the answers to Wife of a Sailor's questions for MilSpouse Friday Fill-In! Check out her page to find out more! [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">It's Friday! That means it's time to fill out the answers to <a href="http://wifeofasailor.com/">Wife of a Sailor</a>'s questions for MilSpouse Friday Fill-In! Check out her page to find out more!</div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/9780832.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><strong>1. What is a weird/funny superstition that you have?</strong><br />I can't start my day off right if I don't get up at an o'clock, 5 minutes after, 10 minutes after, etc. For example, I set my alarm for 7:00 a.m. today, and when it went off I changed it to going off again at 7:15 so I could lay in bed a little longer. I couldn't ever set my alarm at a weird interval like 7:08 or 7:13; it would throw my whole day off!<br />&nbsp;<br /><strong>2. What are your hopes and dreams for the years AFTER the military?</strong><br />First off, I want us to have a house! I'm so tired of <a href="http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2009/10/nomad.html">moving around in my civilian life</a> and I know it's possible our life in the military will involve many moves (the closest one in the future is this January), but someday in the next 10 years&nbsp;I want us to have a house in a nice, safe neighborhood where we can raise our family.&nbsp;<br /><br />I don't want my kids to have a childhood like mine where we moved a lot. It would be awesome if they had friends from kindergarten all the way up to high school so they always felt like they knew who they were and where they came from. That is what I hope for the most.<br /><br /><strong>3. What is your yummiest apple recipe?</strong><br />I really don't have one, to be honest. I like using apples in fruit salad or just cutting them up and eating them with peanut butter. Mmm!<br /><br /><br /><strong>4. How long have you gone as a military spouse/significant other without talking to your husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend during service?</strong><br />I think our record is about two weeks. This was the month Steve proposed (this past April) and he was in the field A LOT. They would be gone five days, then back for two, then gone another 10 days. It wasn't any fun because even when he was back we couldn't squeeze in all our news and updates to each other before he was gone again in No Phone Signal Land.<br /><br /><strong>5. What was significant about your 17th. year of life?</strong><br />Um, this will be embarrassing...I had my first kiss at age 17! Looking back, it was nothing spectacular. I feel kind of like a loser for having gone so long not having one, but I'm sure there are people out there that waited longer (or at least I hope someone out there did haha). I didn't really date until I was 16, and that relationship was short-lived. My second boyfriend was my first kiss, and it was some time in the spring of junior year.</div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/8886196.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Meh.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/meh.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/meh.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 22:13:01 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/meh.html</guid><description><![CDATA[As we quickly approach the end of the month and the start of a new one, I've begun to reflect on everything going on in my life. It's gotten very busy with school starting last week! Somehow I have managed to balance work and school pretty well, even if at times I am very tired and want a break. But that's what Labor Day is for, right? :) I have work and school off for that, and I am VERY excited to have more tha [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">As we quickly approach the end of the month and the start of a new one, I've begun to reflect on everything going on in my life. It's gotten very busy with school starting last week! Somehow I have managed to balance work and school pretty well, even if at times I am very tired and want a break. But that's what Labor Day is for, right? :) I have work and school off for that, and I am VERY excited to have more than one day off that week, plus a shorter work week thanks to the library closing early.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">Yet even with everything going on and exciting things coming up, I'm feeling apathetic. Not because I'm not happy to be marrying or to end undergrad soon, but there's just a general sense of "meh" in my world at times.&nbsp;</span></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><br />Maybe it's because I'm still adjusting to this school thing after a 100+ day break this summer. Maybe it's from not having much "me" time because school takes up any free time I have that I would rather spend on myself but can't because assignments must get done. Whatever it is, I hope this mood is short-lived! My birthday is in a little under three weeks, but I'm not even excited for it! I guess it's because 22 isn't exactly a huge milestone. It's kind of like turning 15 or 17; you can't really be so excited about it because exciting things are either ahead of you or happened the year before.</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">Plus, it won't really be much fun celebrating because Steve won't be here. We have yet to spend my birthday together; the first year we dated, we began to date in November 2008, a few months after I turned <strong>20 [edited thanks to Megan Dub-yuh...she noticed I had typed 21 rather than 20!]</strong>. Then, last year he was in Korea, and now he's in the U.S. but at a base not close to home. So, we'll spend his b-day together later this year, but not mine. Such is life though, right? And we will spend EVERY holiday together next year, so I guess I can't be too mad, huh? :)</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">Anyway, enough rambling. I am finally finished with homework and am going to bed!</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">Love of love,</span></div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/6734660.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rant - Misinformation in Academics]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/rant-misinformation-in-academics.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/rant-misinformation-in-academics.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 17:27:33 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/rant-misinformation-in-academics.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I know my updates have been sparse, but you must forgive me! School has taken over most of my waking hours that work has not. It can be grueling at times to work on assignments rather than have fun, but I think I am learning some valuable things! For once, I'm super interested in every class I'm in and I hope I can do well!Anyway, I'm mainly writing this post to vent a little bit regarding some misinformation from one of my professo [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">I know my updates have been sparse, but you must forgive me! School has taken over most of my waking hours that work has not. It can be grueling at times to work on assignments rather than have fun, but I think I am learning some valuable things! For once, I'm super interested in every class I'm in and I hope I can do well!<br /><br />Anyway, I'm mainly writing this post to vent a little bit regarding some misinformation from one of my professors. While you might think someone with a Doctorate would seek out the correct information about various topics, I saw this week that that's not always the case, especially when it comes to our nation's military efforts abroad.<br /></div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a href='http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/view-image.php?image=7632&picture=university'><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/2601826.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;">Not my school, or pic (click picture for location)</div></div></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">In my 100-level Sociology class, called World Geography, my professor talked extensively Friday about various world issues and human geography, which is at the center of the course. The course is partly a filler class so I continue to remain full time and partly a class I wanted to take as a good wrap-up to my education in international studies. Anyway, on Friday, this particular professor began to speak about cultural dissonance and its impacts on various groups. His example, 9/11, led him to saying that we "fought" in Iraq and Afghanistan to protect our liberties and freedoms at home. <br /><br />"Um, excuse me? Fought?! Are you blind?" was what was going through my mind at the time. It's bad enough <a href="http://www.voanews.com/english/news/US-Military-Last-Combat-Unit-Leaving-Iraq-101036689.html">the media feeds us misinformation</a> about troops leaving, creating headlines that make it sound as if we have withdrawn entirely from Iraq. Luckily, many from the military community <a href="http://www.commercialappeal.com/news/2010/aug/25/letter7/">have stepped up and clarified</a> that we are far from out of the Middle East conflict, especially in Iraq, despite what the media says. Ugh!<br /><br />Later in the class, this professor also addressed the floods in Pakistan and our involvement there. He compared the flooding in Pakistan with the aftermath of the earthquake in Haiti and said that our military and government aren't responding in the same way. <br /><br />That may be true in the sense that Haiti is nearer to us geographically than Pakistan, but there is aid being sent there in the for of $200 million, according to <a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSN27102880">this article</a>, notwithstanding nonmilitary aid already set aside for Pakistan through Congress last year. Maybe this professor was mistaken, but there is a lot of aid being sent there, including military efforts such as the <a href="http://www.wset.com/Global/story.asp?S=13056935">thousands of sailors and Marines</a> being sent to Pakistan this week.<br /><br />I don't know where he got HIS information, but mine, including just general knowledge I had anyway from the military community, clearly shows that his facts are not matching up with actual truth. I wish I had spoken up and corrected him in class, but I didn't really want to be "that" person, you know? I'm not a know-it-all type, and I didn't feel it was my place to say everything he said was erroneous. However, I do hope that the next time such an issue arises I'm able to speak up before everyone in the room is being taught something I know to be incorrect again.<br /></div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/350304.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[MilSpouse Friday Fill-In #10]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/milspouse-friday-fill-in-10.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/milspouse-friday-fill-in-10.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 07:10:32 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/milspouse-friday-fill-in-10.html</guid><description><![CDATA[It's Friday! Hooray! My FAVORITE day of the weekend (Sunday is a close second, because it's my only day off this semester from school and work)! Not only are Fridays awesome because the work week (for most people...not me haha) is over, but for many of us, it's the day we fill out answers to the MilSpouse Friday Fill-In questions! Head over to the website of Wife of a Sailor [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">It's Friday! Hooray! My FAVORITE day of the weekend (Sunday is a close second, because it's my only day off this semester from school and work)! Not only are Fridays awesome because the work week (for most people...not me haha) is over, but for many of us, it's the day we fill out answers to the MilSpouse Friday Fill-In questions! Head over to the website of <a href="http://wifeofasailor.com/ ">Wife of a Sailor</a> to find out more!</span></div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/9328737.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><strong><span style="font-size: small;">1. What secret indulgence do you act on while your spouse is away?</span></strong><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><br />Well, Steve and I are always long distance, so "away" is pretty much daily life. I guess I would say buying things when I shouldn't. Last week, for example, I bought new shoes for work! They were on sale and the ones I had were losing their cuteness factor! Haha but in all seriousness, I don't really think I have any secret indulgence.<br /><br /></span><strong><span style="font-size: small;">2. If you were a spice, what would you be?</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; "><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;">I would be black cardamom because it has a biting, but not bitter, taste with a minty coolness to it, like me (heehee)! My mom uses it in baking these awesome cakes called vinatarta. It's an Icelandic dish and through her family in Canada, it transferred over to my great grandmother, who is German, which is how my mom learned to make them.&nbsp;</span></span></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; "><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/3130223134_8cde94a2d0_m.jpg">Here</a></span><span style="font-size: small;"> is a picture of a vinatarta and </span><a href="http://www.cooks.com/rec/view/0,166,140178-248192,00.html"><span style="font-size: small;">here is a basic recipe</span></a><span style="font-size: small;"> of how to make them! (The picture is semi accurate...we don't really decorate the tops of them, and the ones we make are flatter. Also, my mom developed a way to make different flavors for the filling, but I'm not gonna tell you her secrets! ;) )</span></span></strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size: small;">3. Where do you go for support when your significant other is deployed?</span></strong><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; "><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; "><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Internet, always. Typically Twitter or, if someone recommends a good site, I'll join it. There are some really awesome people out there! :)</span></span></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; "><strong><span style="font-size: small;">4. What is the oldest thing you own?</span></strong></span><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><br />This question is too hard to answer due to a large portion of my life spent moving or packing and unpacking boxes. I couldn't honestly tell you what I personally own that is old. In the house right now, however, are two photos that I suppose would be considered old things.&nbsp;<br /><br />One photo is my great grandmother (other side of my mom's family; her mom's mom this time, rather than the one making the cakes is her dad's mom) and great grandfather on their wedding day. I know for sure she served in the Canadian Air Force and I think he did, too, and you can see her uniform with a pretty flower pinned to the front. It's a great picture!&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">The other picture is of her mother, my great-greatgrandmother and my great-greatgrandfather&nbsp;holding a baby, which I think was my grandmother's eldest sister. What's cool about this photo is my great-greatgrandmother looks A TON like my mom! I think there's an old photo somewhere in my family of a profile of her, too, and it's like looking at my mom in old fashioned clothing. So cool!<br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 19px; "><strong><span style="font-size: small;">5. How did you envision your future pre-military?</span></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">Well, seen as how that was almost 2 years ago, it's kind of hard to say what I thought my life was going to be like because I didn't really know who I was. I knew I wanted to go to law school, and marriage and starting a family really weren't in the cards. I wanted to be single and have fun and all that utopian jazz (admit it: looking back, it was sucky being single). I thought I would probably marry at 26 or 27, and start having kids a few years after that. I thought I would move away from St. Louis and really not come back unless I wanted to visit people. Funny how life changes on you, huh? :)</span></span></div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/1743969.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Last First Days...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/last-first-days.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/last-first-days.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 22:13:18 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/last-first-days.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Yep, I know, the title is a little confusing. But trust me, I will explain!It has been a busy week so far, and it's only Tuesday night! Monday was my last first day of college ever! It's kind of sad in a way, but Steve disagreed with me on that haha (he's not the school nerd; I am!). It's amazing how quickly my undergraduate career is coming to an end. It's also  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">Yep, I know, the title is a little confusing. But trust me, I will explain!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">It has been a busy week so far, and it's only Tuesday night! Monday was my last first day of college ever! It's kind of sad in a way, but Steve disagreed with me on that haha (he's not the school nerd; I am!). It's amazing how quickly my undergraduate career is coming to an end. It's also amazing how much I have accomplished in such a short amount of time!&nbsp;</span></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;"><br />In less than three years, I...<br /></span><ul><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">was the campaign manager for a student government campaign, as well as a successful student government senator speaking on behalf of residents from my respective halls</span></span></li><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">participated in many on campus groups, and took on leadership roles in 3-4</span></span></li><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">changed my mind about majors a few times, but in the end stuck with the one I loved most and also tacked on another major, a minor and a certificate to boot</span></span></li><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">traveled and lived in a foreign country for a month while my then boyfriend (Steve!) was on a hardship tour in the Army far, far away for the first year we dated (talk about a challenge!)</span></span></li><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">volunteered tutoring at an after school program for a year; cleaned up neighborhoods in a historic St. Louis neighborhood; and assisted in a fellowship program for veterans at a large non-profit organization</span></span></li><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">went from only having "customer service" or "retail" on my resume to helping future lawyers in their endeavors, as well as actually work for and learn many valuable skills from a successful lawyer</span></span></li><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">began to date Steve and, despite our distance problems, became engaged, which led to us planning our wedding for this year!</span></span></li><li><span style="line-height: 19px; "><span style="font-size: small;">discovered my likes and dislikes; gained a better grasp of my faith thanks to classes as well as personal reflection; and learned to love me!</span></span></li></ul><span style="font-size: small;">If you had told me in Fall '07 my life would be what it is now, I wouldn't believe you! My freshman mind would be completely blown! But it's as good as can be! All the same, it's good to look back and see where I've been so I know where I am now is valuable. Where I'm going, too, is so valuable! I'll begin "real" life soon, whatever <em>that</em> is! So rather than mope and be sad about these last first days of school, I can revel in the fact that my experiences and adventures can only get better from here!</span></div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/6843730.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sunday Stories: Crossing the Aisle]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/sunday-stories-crossing-the-aisle.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/sunday-stories-crossing-the-aisle.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2010 15:06:24 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/sunday-stories-crossing-the-aisle.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Welcome to another edition of Sunday Stories! If you want to participate, head on over to the Annoyed Army Wife's page to find out more! [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">Welcome to another edition of Sunday Stories! If you want to participate, head on over to the </span><a href="http://annoyedarmywife.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size: small;">Annoyed Army Wife</span></a><span style="font-size: small;">'s page to find out more!</span></div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/2817131.png" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">Since the Annoyed Army Wife decided to write about her Starstruck stories, I thought I would write about the last famous person I met: Mike Huckabee!</span></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;"><strong><br /><span style="font-size: small;"></span>February 2009</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">My university hosts speakers now and then, and February of last year they hosted Mike Huckabee on campus! Normally I don't go to the speakers, especially speakers from a political party I don't necessarily see eye to eye with on many issues, but I was interested in hearing what he had to say about healthcare, as it was a hot button issue. So I invited some friends that didn't go to my school to hear him speak.&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">He was a great speaker! He was very personable with his speech and answered many questions people had asked. Unfortunately, my friends were driving from way far West of campus to come, so they came in halfway through him speaking. Also, I was sitting near the front, and they had to hang on the walls so as not to attract attention until the opportune moment arose that they count dash over to the seats I had saved for them. It was pretty funny at the time!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">After Governor Huckabee spoke, people were able to meet him and get his autograph, as well as take a picture with him. The University News, my university's paper, was interviewing him that day after his speech, too, and they wanted to get people's reactions. I knew one of the writers at the time, and they interviewed me for the paper!</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small;">Once I was done speaking with the reporters, I got my place back in line to meet Mr. Huckabee. He shook my hand and was very nice, and complimented my camera, which was bright green. He joked that Al Gore would have liked my camera.&nbsp;</span></div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/1403598.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;">Mike Huckabee and I!</div></div></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">I've met other famous people - predominantly figure skaters as a child, as I skated, too, and went to some of their shows - but this was the most recent incident of me meeting someone with a relative amount of fame. Not only did Governor Huckabee speak well, but the way in which he presented his views made me more aware of what he wanted to see done with healthcare. Who knows? Maybe he will run with those views and run for President again, causing someone like me who might not have voted for a Republican candidate to cross the aisle and support his campaign! :)</span></div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/1743764.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rain is a Good Thing!]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/rain-is-a-good-thing.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/rain-is-a-good-thing.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2010 10:03:13 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/rain-is-a-good-thing.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Yes, I know I'm quoting some lyrics from a fun country song by Luke Bryan, but I really do believe rain can be a good thing! Specifically for me, storms can be a good thing! If it weren't for the rain last night, I wouldn't have made a big decision (well, big for me).&nbsp; [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">Yes, I know I'm quoting some lyrics from a </span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LXILOc89y3s"><span style="font-size: small;">fun country song by Luke Bryan</span></a><span style="font-size: small;">, but I really do believe rain can be a good thing! Specifically for me, storms can be a good thing! If it weren't for the rain last night, I wouldn't have made a big decision (well, big for me).&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">Guys...I've rekindled my love for writing.&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">Now, I know this might be confusing. The site is called Megan Writes after all, isn't it? :) But what I mean is I've begun to see the value of the fictional stories I used to write when I was younger, not just the value of keeping up blogging about daily life and other ramblings I have. This passion was lost some time ago. Somewhere between high school and college, journals and writing fiction fell to the wayside.</span></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><br />I think it began shortly after graduating high school. I was the editor in chief of my high school paper, and after we finished our last issue, I was so burned out from editing, making pages and designs and coming up with story ideas while managing a staff, that I fell out of love with writing for me. I stopped giving attention to the passion I had had since 2nd. grade. I simply forgot to love to write.&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">Too many things have happened in my life lately, as in the past few months, to ignore writing. The most significant as of late happened when one of my online friends, <a href="http://neverdidthink.wordpress.com/">Sespi</a>, recommended an author to me before my family and I went on our <a href="http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/07/so-long-farewell-auf-weidersehen-goodbye.html">trip to Canada</a>. The author, Elizabeth Berg, wrote a number of books my university library kept, but the one that feels so <em>right</em>&nbsp;and has been like a Bible to me is her book <em>Escaping into the Open</em>, a book about, you guessed it, <u>writing.</u>&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">In reading this book, a light turned on in my brain. Not only did it feel like this author was speaking right to me, but that there was a sense of urgency in the tone of the book. Something in my heart began to whisper, "It's time," and before I knew it, I had renewed the book in the library and have continued to look through it. I've began to realize I can't keep this copy forever, so as soon as I get a paycheck I will be buying this book online so I can write in, bookmark, and highlight in my own copy.</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><span style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; "><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">Amazingly, this all came about because of the storm last night. I'm not usually a wimp about storms, but this one was a little to windy and forbidding for me to ignore, so as I sat in the bathroom with towels, pillows, water and my useless laptop (the Internet went out - I may as well have been sitting beside a giant flat rock with how useful it was at the time!), I began to read&nbsp;<em>Escaping into the Open</em>&nbsp;some more.</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">I had put it away for about a week and a half not really knowing what to do with this overwhelming feeling to write. I kept it holed up and hidden for some reason. But with having nothing to do last night as the rain and wind picked up and the thunder sounded overhead, I read more of the book. Ms. Berg encouraged readers to get a journal that, upon seeing it, "speaks to them." Something no one else would read.&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">Well, I had that. I had even painted its canvas cover with acrylic paint to make it special. But it remained blank inside. So, I kept reading the book to better understand Ms. Berg's wisdom about writing. Now, the morning after the storm, I know what I must do.&nbsp;</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><span style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; "><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">I can't ignore this anymore. I can't hide it in a corner. I must, despite feeling overwhelmed with the burdens of this fall and winter, find my "me" time and write. It's urgent and I need it like I need food or water or oxygen. It's vital now!</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><span style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; "><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; ">A great quote from <em>Escaping into the Open </em>that I felt I must share with you:</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><span style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; "><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><strong>"If you have the calling to be a writer, it's not going to go away any more than the shape of your nose will. Your need and longing and ability to express yourself will come back. Like love, you can't force it. Like love, it will find you when it's ready."</strong></span></span></span><br /><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><span style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; "><span style="line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "><strong>-Elizabeth Berg, <em>Escaping into the Open</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/4143338.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Response to Another Generation]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/response-to-another-generation.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/response-to-another-generation.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 17:24:28 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/response-to-another-generation.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Dear Mrs. Martha J. Sisk,I recently read your opinion article pertaining to the sacrifice of military families today in comparison to your experience beginning in the throws of the Vietnam War. You spoke of your journey with your husband through 20 years of service to our country. You also wrote how you were able to travel and live in different places. This, howeve [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; ">Dear Mrs. Martha J. Sisk,<br /><br />I recently read <a href="http://www.fayobserver.com/articles/2010/08/20/1022346">your opinion article </a>pertaining to the sacrifice of military families today in comparison to your experience beginning in the throws of the Vietnam War. You spoke of your journey with your husband through 20 years of service to our country. You also wrote how you were able to travel and live in different places. This, however, is not what struck at the hearts of many in your piece. <br /><br />Instead, it is your flagrant disregard of your core readers - today's military families - that fueled the fires under those who strongly disagreed and wrote you a comment to object to your view. Mrs. Sisk, you referred to our country today as a "nation of complainers." You seem to be focused in your piece on how the families today, in your opinion, mind you, whine and complain a lot more. From your piece:<br /><br />"My husband, Tom, asks if we, as a nation,have become so weak that we now must support military families with the results of mid-summer toy drives and stories about families' "sacrifices" on TV so that the soldiers serving in Afghanistan or Iraq (or any of the other nations) won't have to worry...I can assure the reader that when my husband's unit was under attack in Vietnam, the last thing on his mind was the quality of life his family in North Carolina was living."<br /><br />I think what is core at your piece, Mrs. Sisk, is what one commenter described as a "generational chasm." The audience you are writing to today of military families is very different than the experience you had. While I am not yet married to a soldier, I still am part of the military family you so easily dismiss, even though we still consider you part of that family. I speak for myself, as well as other significant others and spouses, in saying that our families do sacrifice more than you described in your piece. <br /><br />I have friends whose husbands rarely see their children because they are deployed. I have met spouses who must delay their education and career goals for their family because their husband or wife was called to Active Duty from the Reserves. Personally, I have spent over 90% of my relationship with my fiance apart, either in completely different countries or a time zone's difference, and that doesn't even include a deployment, which may happen in the next few years, which would once again separate us.<br /><br />You preface your piece with saying you might be "bitter, jealous or hardened," but I don't believe that is what is going on. While we all are grateful for your husband's service, you are speaking to us from a different time. In fact, in your piece, you did not bring up the "self-reliance" of your peers in the military community during the span of your husband's career, but instead of his parents' experiences during World War II, which, correct me if I'm wrong, was a generation before you.<br /><br />What of your own self-reliance did you describe? Your husband was gone a year to Vietnam. I am in no way saying his sacrifice fell short or you didn't struggle while apart; if I remember history correctly, there was still intense fighting up until the end of the Vietnam conflict. But in all your continuing to describe where you lived - in different states and different countries, learning new languages and shopping in local markets - you asked the question, "Where was the sacrifice?" <br /><br />Are you asking us that, or yourself? Yes, a year apart from your husband would surely be difficult, but don't tell us you didn't spend some of that paycheck he earned to help your family. Surely you had benefited from his service - by his paycheck - in the same way dependents today might have access to those funds to help their families survive through deployments. But that's neither here nor there.<br /><br />What is important you understand, and others who agree with your opinion, is that significant others and spouses today, Mrs. Sisk, are NOT whiners. Have you talked to them? I mean, <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> talked to them? Have you met these strong, courageous men and women that stay behind and hold down the fort while their loved ones are gone? Who raise children as single parents while their spouses fight elsewhere? Who plan a wedding, despite an 8 hour time difference, with their future husband that is at war? Who have to juggle parenting, a career, house cleaning, paying bills, and unexpected situations virtually alone?<br /><br />While you may not agree with me, Mrs. Sisk - and I expect you wouldn't based on your article, but it's still your opinion - despite health care coverage, housing and other benefits, spouses and significant others (who don't even qualify for those aforementioned benefits!) sacrifice daily. Your experience sounded like it was very rosy, but I can nearly guarantee there were moments of loneliness, fear and a whole other range of emotions you had that significant others and spouses have today.<br /><br />I still look up to you as a military spouse, but clearly we have very different views about what sacrifice means.<br /><br />Sincerely,<br /></div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/1030717.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[MilSpouse Friday Fill-In #9]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/milspouse-friday-fill-in-9.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/milspouse-friday-fill-in-9.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 09:40:43 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/milspouse-friday-fill-in-9.html</guid><description><![CDATA[It's Friday again! You know what that means, don't you? It's time for another round of Wife of a Sailor's MilSpouse Friday Fill-In! Head on over to her site for more information! In the mean time, my answers to this week's questions - this time provided by other participants! - are below. [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">It's Friday again! You know what that means, don't you? It's time for another round of <a href="http://wifeofasailor.com/">Wife of a Sailor</a>'s MilSpouse Friday Fill-In! Head on over to her site for more information! In the mean time, my answers to this week's questions - this time provided by other participants! - are below.</span></div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/1968355.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div><div ><!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div><div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><strong><br />1. If you could be a fugitive from the law for whatever reason, what would your crime be?</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">Good question! Hmm, I guess my crime would be loving too much and caring about others too much. I wonder if that would be a felony or a misdemeanor...</span></strong><br /><br />If we're talking real crimes that are on the books, I would have to say theft, for stealing Steve's heart (heehee - I know, I'm such a criminal)!<br /><br /><strong>2. How long do you think you will be a military family?</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">Well, Steve and I begin our family together at the end of the year, and at the end of next year he will be in the Reserves. So, if you count the time we have dated, plus the Reserve duty later, we will be a military family about 8 years! At the end of this year, it will be two years since he graduated basic and left for Korea. It feels like it wasn't that long ago we began this journey!</span><br /></strong><br /><strong>3. What's your favorite recipe?</strong><br />That's tough to answer because I'm very lazy when it comes to cooking, at least lately. But I do like making pasta! I love the smell of it and knowing that when I have it I will feel full after eating it! And I make a mean meatloaf! I don't even measure things for it; I just know the recipe by heart and can make it with no help! :)<br /><br /><strong>4. What would you want your last five words to be when you leave this life?</strong><br />Well, that's depressing to think about. I have too much living to think about dying! And who would I say these words to? My children? My love? A pet? A doctor? &nbsp;I suppose that's not important.&nbsp;<br /><br />I would hope I would die surrounded by the people I love, and I would say to them, "Until we meet again, dears!" Then I would take my last breath and join other family members in heaven! At least that's what I can hope happens. We really don't know for sure, do we?<br /><br /><strong>5. Where do you hope to retire?</strong><br />Somewhere near my children and grandchildren, but at the same time I don't want my presence to be imposing or annoying. Somewhere in southern Missouri might be nice! I like driving around there, and there are lots of national parks to explore! I think I would also like a home at Lake of the Ozarks where I could sit on the porch and write or paint or just think near the water while Steve works on our boat or plays music or chats with me. That would be the life!</div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/4150520.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sleep Experiment, Day 3]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/sleep-experiment-day-3.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/sleep-experiment-day-3.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 16:06:12 -0600</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/sleep-experiment-day-3.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Bed time last night: 12:40 a.m.Approx. time fell asleep:&nbsp;1:15 a.m.Time woke up:&nbsp;9 a.m, but I fell asleep again until 10:30 because I had a day offCurrently feeling:&nbsp;Pretty good!I would have gone to bed earlier but, as stated before, I had to work until midnight. Thus, the 11:30 p.m. bed time was just NOT happening. But what was nice  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph" style=" text-align: left; "><strong>Bed time last night: </strong>12:40 a.m.<br /><strong>Approx. time fell asleep:&nbsp;</strong>1:15 a.m.<br /><strong>Time woke up:&nbsp;</strong>9 a.m, but I fell asleep again until 10:30 because I had a day off<br /><strong>Currently feeling:</strong>&nbsp;Pretty good!<br /><br />I would have gone to bed earlier but, as stated before, I had to work until midnight. Thus, the 11:30 p.m. bed time was just NOT happening. But what was nice about last night was I was so tired from working two jobs yesterday that I fell asleep faster! :)&nbsp;<br /><br />In my l<a href="http://www.meganwrites.com/1/post/2010/08/more.html">ast post about the sleep experiment</a>, I expressed that I was stressed and overwhelmed about the fall. Many of you suggested I hold off on applying for grad school, and I think for now it will be on the back burner. I have more calls to make and information to find out, but right now I need to just focus on wedding planning, getting through classes and work, and moving to be with Steve at the start of next year. I have enough going on that I don't need to add the app process and GRE to the mix!<br /><br />Anyway, that's really all for now. I'm trying to be more upbeat about things despite feeling pretty much alone in the wedding planning (Steve is great, but it would be nice to have more help from people at home, like my mom or sister) and having family treat me like dirt. Such is life, I guess.</div><div ><div style="text-align: left;"><a><img src="http://www.meganwrites.com/uploads/2/8/3/1/2831193/2613973.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
