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hello dear friends.

This survey is like spam that people forward around. But it's my own blog, not your inbox. So don't complain. You know you're curious to read all these mundane things about me. Right? You are!

NAME: Meagan XXXX YYYY. It’s complicated. For 21 years I was Meagan Marie XXXX. Then I got married to the fantabulous Michael YYYY. But I couldn’t quite bring myself to just immediately change names. So over a course of 14 months or so it morphed into Meagan XXXX YYYY. But even then I still couldn’t decide which name to actually use as my last name. And Meagan XXXX YYYY is a lot to say on the phone or when people are introducing you. So I tried being just Meagan YYYY. Really, I really did try. But it just doesn’t sound right to me. Meagan & Mike YYYY—now, I know that that’s right. So right. But I think my name on it's own needs to be Meagan XXXX. Yep, that’s my name. Just Meagan YYYY.

Didn't think it’d be such a long answer, did you?

WHERE YOU LIVE: Southern Oregon

FRIENDS: Yes. I have lots of friends, but really the people I spend time with on a regular basis always vary depending on what show I’m doing. It’s kind of sad, but that’s the way it is.

WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE: Hmmm, maybe I can post a picture here. I’ll try.


FAVORITE FOOD: Strawberries

FAVORITE DRINK: Sapphire Martini or Diet Coke

FAVORITE ACTOR/ACTRESS: I don’t think I have one

FAVORITE TELEVISION SHOW: Currently Everwood. But that might just be because it’s on on Monday nights and that’s the only time I’m ever home lately. Last night I saw Desperate Housewives for the third time. I really like that show. But I’m a little embarrassed that I like it. Some old time shows that I’ve like in the past are Dharma & Greg and Cosby Show.

FAVORITE MOVIE: I don’t think I have one

TREND YOU STARTED: Using wanker in everyday conversation?

LAST PERSON WHO...
x. Slept in your bed: me
x. Saw you cry: mike
x. Made you cry: james
x. You shared a drink with: mike
x. You went to the movies with: mike and my parents—Finding Neverland (good movie)
x. You went to the mall with: mike
x. Yelled at you: nobody really yells at me
x. Sent you an e-mail: classmates.com. besides junk mail—Kelley Chaffee

HAVE YOU EVER...
x. Said "I love you" and meant it? always
x. Gotten in a fight with your pet: yes, I get mad at Madeline when she splashes me
x. Been to California: yes
x. Been to Hawaii: yes
x. Been to Mexico: yes
x. Been to China: no
x. Been to Canada: no
x. Danced naked: not in public
x. Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day: no
x. Wish you were the opposite sex: yes
x. Had an imaginary friend: maybe

RANDOM TID BITS...
x. Do you have a crush on someone: yes
x. What book are you reading now: “Test Pattern” and “Wicked”
x. Worst feeling in the world: regret
x. Future son's name: there won’t be a future son
x. Future daughter's name: there won’t be a future daughter
x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: no
x. What's under your bed: pillows
x. Favorite sports to watch: none
x. Siblings: peter—29
x. Location: me or my siblings? peter’s in portland
x. College plans: I’d like to go to graduate school

EXTRA STUFF...
x. Do you do drugs: no
x. Do you drink: yes
x. Who is your best friend: mike, katie
x. What are you scared of: being perceived as lazy
x. What clothes do you sleep in: none!
x. Where do you want to get married: already done—at community bible church in central point
x. Who do you really hate: no one
x. Do you drive: yes, lots
x. Do you have a job: yes, too many—as a piano teacher, vocal coach, music director, accompanist, church secretary, occassional typist/proofreader
x. Do you like being around people: if I like them
x. Are you for world peace: sure, but I know it’s not going to happen

STUFF...
x. Have you ever liked someone you had no chance with: there’s always a chance
x. Have you ever cried over something someone of the opposite sex did: yes
x. Do you have a "type" of person you always go after: no
x. Want someone you don't have right now: no
x. Are you lonely right now: no
x. Song thats stuck in your head a lot: jingle bells. and not just at christmastime
x. Do you want to get married: not again. I like the one I’ve got for now and ever
x. Do you want kids: no

FAVORITE...
x. Room in house: music studio
x. Type of music: musical theatre
x. Band: I don’t really know. I like Pink Floyd a lot. But not as much as some people
x. Color: black
x. Perfume or cologne: not really. fresh scents
x. Month: April
x. Stone: Stone? Like Charlie, Mick, Keith, or Ronnie? haa haa

IN THE LAST 72 HOURS, HAVE YOU...
x. Cried: ummm, not that I recall. Wait! Yes I have. I saw the last 15 minutes of “Extreme Makeover-Home Edition” on TV last night and I cried at that. Ya, I do things like that. Cry at home makeover shows…no! It wasn’t about the home design itself—they do really special things for people that really need it there and have very touching family stories. That’s what I cried at.
x. Bought something: 100 stamps at the post office this morning. $150 worth of groceries for our Thanksgiving Party on Saturday and some dishes. I think that was within 72 hours.
x. Gotten sick: no
x. Sang: yes
x. Wanted to tell someone you loved them: yes, when I was calling james’ voice mail 8 times in a row because I am so very mad about the Les Mis situation and the fact that he’s not returning any of the orchestra’s calls. But I was also thinking about how he is a special friend and I do love him. But I was too mad to say that on his voice mail. It probably wouldn’t have been appropriate anyway.
x. Met someone new: no
x. Missed someone: I miss Mike when he’s gone. But he always comes back so it’s okay
x. Hugged someone: everyone at the party on Saturday
x. Kissed someone: I’m sure I kissed Mike before he left on Sunday. But I don’t really remember. Hmmm, that’s sad, huh? I need to have more memorable kisses!

THREE THINGS I AM WEARING RIGHT NOW
1. fuschia hoodie with black satin ribbon
2. old navy jeans
3. the earrings that I don’t know how to take off

THREE THINGS ON MY DESK
oh my gosh, there’s so much shit on my desk. much more than 3 things….I’ll try to pick the most, um, out of the ordinary.
1. fingernail clippers
2. madeline and all her food and accessories
3. torrid gift card ($200!! from marcia & betsy!!!)

THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE
1. get back into “serious” piano playing
2. learn to play my guitars
3. own a dog

THREE GOOD WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY
1. stable
2. content
3. accepting

THREE PERSONALITY TRAITS I HOPE I DON’T HAVE
1. wishy-washy
2. negatively critical
3. mean

THREE THINGS I LIKE ABOUT MY BODY
1. my nose
2. my toes
3. my hair

THREE THINGS I DON'T LIKE ABOUT MY BODY
1. overweight
2. ungraceful
3. round face

THREE THINGS MOST PEOPLE DON'T KNOW ABOUT ME
1. my brother has called me “rain man” before because I notice and remember number patterns freakishly
2. that I’m not joking when I say I really don’t think I’m a good piano player
3. I really enjoy reading tacky mindless novels and magazines

THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST
1. wanker
2. "new song, this is meagan"
3. "uh, that sounds beautiful, but you might be a bit under pitch..." (just kidding)

THREE PLACES I WANT TO GO
1. any business trip with mike
2. new york
3. Italy

THREE NAMES THAT I GO BY
1. Maggie
2. Magn
3. Meg-sometimes people call me that and I really hate it. Just so you know.

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Happy Thanksgiving!!!!

(i have had a couple nice juicy blog entries in the last week but both times blogger freaked out and I lost them. So I am temporarily scared to write anymore for now...)

love meagan

roasted chicken

Roasted chicken. I thought about starting this blog entry with Rosa's lovely quote tonight, "I feel like a roasted chicken," because we were sitting under an outside heater, but I didn't want to copy Erin by starting my entry with a quote. So I'll just start with the key words of her quote. There you have it. Important introduction.

Man, the drive from Ashland to Central Point late at night in the rain is way longer than I remember it. It's been a while since I've done that. It's weird how Grants Pass doesn't seem far away at all anymore because I go there so frequently. I used to go to Ashland frequently. Ohhh, poor town, I miss it. It was fun tonight. Erin, Ruby, Rosa and I were just hanging out. We met at Martino's (I was an hour late because of a musical emergency. I'll explain more later. Remind me if I forget.) and had drinks and food and dessert. MMmmmmmmmmm Martino's Chocolate Mousse Cake. I so do love that cake. There's not even any actual cake involved in it. Like, no cakey-spongey-type cake substance. You know what I mean. Just all mousse-y. That's moussey, not mousey. Big difference. I assume. I've never had a mousey cake before. I don't think I'd like it. Anyway. Then we wandered through the park. The park, being Lithia Park, anybody in Ashland knows when you refer to "the park" you're referring to Lithia. It was cold and rainy but none of us seemed to be cold. Weird. Must of been the alcohol. :0 Not really, we didn't have all that much. We even stared at the big empty ice rink for a while. Just stared at it. And enjoyed the way our voices sounded over it. Ya, we're cool.

I had a little glow stick that I bought in a vending machine in Redding when we were there for Les Mis. That was our entertainment for the night. Well, our entertainment besides ourselves. And Rosa. She's pretty entertaining! All fun. Just a good fun relaxed group. I like smaller groups. The four of us were a perfect amount, I think.

Oh! At the Creek bar we saw an infamous blogger! Well, Erin and I got awfully excited because we saw one of the people whose blog we read regularly. We barely even know this girl. She's a friend of a friend and she's psycho. We didn't count on her recognizing us. But we didn't go out of our way to let her notice us either. We just kept sneaking glances at her, all the while thinking, "hmm, we'll read about this later in her live journal." It was oddly surreal. And Erin was taking notes on a napkin for quotes she wanted to remember to mention in her blog. Yeah, we live in the real world. Really, we do. Shut up. We do.

In fact, I have so much more about my real world life I want to right about. Like the musical emergency I alluded to earlier. And the divorce trial I spent all day long at today. Not mine. I came home telling Mike, "we are never going to get divorced." And he was like, "yeah, that was the plan, wasn't it? Of course we're not going to get divorced." He didn't really say that. He was supportive and sad for my friend going through this awfulness. Anyway, speaking of that wonderful husband, he's only home 2 or 3 nights per week. I'd better get to bed!

love Meagan
p.s. Emily--I'll read your blog tomorrow! I promise! Or Sunday at the very latest...

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I've been telling lots of people about my blog lately. I'm wondering if I should re-read and censor some of my previous posts. Trying to remember all I've said about the various shows and casts and stuff.

home sweet...

Hi Honey, I'm home! Oh, that's right, my honey's not here. My honey. Ha. I never call him that. But I do love him. I flew to Portland yesterday and spent the night with my husband Mike in his swanky hotel. How silly! But it was fun. The actual reason I went to Portland was to see my brother's brand new baby and his new house. All at once. New house and new baby. Their baby, ella, is the most beautiful thing in the world. And I am not the kind of female that goes crazy over all babies. I didn't go crazy over ella either, but I did fall in love with her immediately. She is a beautiful, perfect baby. There is nothing wrong with her. ella. ella. I've decided it's the kind of a name that looks and sounds better when started with a lower case letter. ella. Don't you agree? I brought them a present, a baby spa robe that I ordered and had monogramed with "ella" from Red Envelope. I didn't even know that Sarah (my brother's wife) loved Red Envelope. Yay for my good judgement!

I just made the best martini I've ever made for myself. Usually I screw them up when I try it at home. However, I've noticed that no matter how much gin I pour in the shaker, one complete glass pours out and then it's empty. What's up with that? It's a mystery of physics. Any physics-specialists reading my blog that can solve this mystery for me and my friends? (at first I typed physicians, but that looks like the doctor word, so I'm not sure what the proper spelling for physic-ian is...)

I also went shopping today in Portland. Serious shopping. Lots and lots of money spent. That is so unlike me. But, I figure, it's been ssssoooooooooo long since I've bought clothes anywhere besides places like WalMart or Ross so it was worth it. I took the Max from downtown all the way to the Lloyd Center just to go to Torrid. For those skinny friends of mine that wouldn't know, Torrid is the Hot Topic store for sizes 12-26. So it means I don't have to buy frumpy clothes! The only Torrid store in Oregon is in Portland. Usually I just go to their website and wish. When I shop there I can actually be the stylish me that I really am. Not the old-lady-momstyle-plus-sized frumpy me that the Rogue Valley stores promote for anyone larger than the tiny sizes.

I'm excited that Tanya has a blog! Yay for Tanya! If I knew how to put links on the side of my blog (like Erin & David have) I would definitely link to her blog, and to Erin's and David's and the random few other blogs of some strangers that I look at sometimes. Do any of you guys do that? Get caught up in a stranger's blog? It's kind of freaky, but fun. In a voyeuristic sort of way.

I'm happy to be home. But Mike's hotel bed was king size and that's a lot bigger than our double bed. And they had roomservice martinis and a cake named double chocolate fudge. And Poco stinks.

love Meagan

the magic of theatre

I'm mad at the Dots today. I'll get over it.

Just thought I'd let you know :-)

love Meagan