ten things i'm thankful for.

Happy Thanksgiving! This morning I woke up at 6:00 am, got ready, and left the house with my family at around 7:00 am to meet my dad's side of the family for breakfast at Village Inn--a tradition that's been going on since I can remember. Now we're all home, waiting until we can leave to see Harry Potter at 12:40. After the movie, we're all going to come back up to my parents' house and eat our Thanksgiving feast!
Since it's Thanksgiving, here is a list of ten things I am thankful for.

  1. My family, especially my parents.
  2. My boyfriend, Zac.
  3. The scriptures.
  4. My happiness.
  5. Love.
  6. Christmas music.
  7. The Spirit.
  8. Warm clothes, blankets and heaters.
  9. The temple.
  10. My knowledge of the Plan of Salvation.

Happy Thanksgiving! :)


50 things i love about zachary max.

  1. He went on a mission. Did you know that only about a third of guys who were baptized into my church go on missions? And did you know that less than 1% of the world's population is LDS? That's less than 0.3% of people in all the world who go on missions, and Zac was one of them. Amazing.
  2. He's funny. Both of our senses of humor are really similar, and so we laugh at a lot of things that other people don't laugh at. Like he'll add a "Z" to the ends of words, like, "I gotta do my homeworkz," and I think it's freaking hilarious. I like that we can laugh at the same things.
  3. He's nice. Like, super duper nice. Even when he's in a bad mood, or pissed off, he's really nice. And when he's in a good mood, he's unbelievably nice. You'd just have to know him to really get what I'm saying, because I can't stop saying "nice."
  4. He's a wonderful listener! One of my pet peeves is people who don't listen and interrupt me when I talk. He doesn't do that. He makes eye contact and tries to understand what I'm saying.
  5. He's a gentleman. He opens all my doors, and has been since back in September when we met. He treats me how I should be treated, and I like that.
  6. He talks about poop and farts. I know this one's weird, but I couldn't date a guy who doesn't, because I do it all the time, and so does my family. It's just part of my life.
  7. He has warm hands when mine are cold. And when his are cold, mine are warm. We take turns warming up each others' hands.
  8. He is a hard worker. Even when he doesn't necessarily want to do something (like homework), he still does it anyway. I admire that about him.
  9. He's a good kisser. Enough said.
  10. He can grow a beard. Before I dated him, I didn't like beards at all, but for No-Shave November, he grew his out for a couple of weeks and it was hot! I like beards now because of him.
  11. He is very receptive to the Spirit. When he gets promptings, he never doubts them; he just acts on them. He's also very faithful.
  12. I can trust him. I really can. I'm never worried that he'll lie to me.
  13. He tries new things for me. One time I wanted him to go to a dance with me, and he did, even though he didn't want to. He even danced with me!
  14. He gives the best, longest hugs ever. One time we decided to give each other the longest hug we've ever given. We ended up walking over to Erica's desk, stealing two of her carmels, opening them behind each others' backs and eating them--all while hugging. It was special.
  15. I can talk to him about anything.
  16. He not only knows how great I am (because, let's be honest, I am pretty great...), but he also knows all my weaknesses and faults, and still loves me for exactly who I am.
  17. He tells me I'm beautiful, and means it.
  18. He's a techie, and everyone knows techies are awesome. He's so smart with technology, it amazes me. He can fix anything!
  19. He always smells really good, even when he's not wearing cologne.
  20. He compliments me every chance he gets.
  21. He's not afraid to be himself, and tell me what's on his mind.
  22. He understands me, and how my brain works, and how my PMS affects my logic.
  23. My period doesn't freak him out.
  24. When I get embarrassed, he cheers me up. He also cheers me up when I get sad or frustrated.
  25. He is clean. This is a big deal for me, because I can't stand messy people.
  26. He can play "Black Bird" by The Beatles on his guitar, and he's really good at it.
  27. He can play a lot of hymns on the piano, and I love watching him play, because he's so focused he doesn't even realize I'm watching him.
  28. He can sing. Sometimes when we ride in the car together, he'll sing along with the song that's playing, and I love just listening to him, because sometimes he'll harmonize with it, and that's my favorite.
  29. He has double-jointed thumbs, which crack me up. Sometimes I'll bend them back and forth when I'm bored.
  30. He holds the Priesthood and honors it. That's just as attractive as one man can get.
  31. He's friends with my friends, and we all form a posse.
  32. He makes me truly happy.
  33. He makes me want to be a better person.
  34. He is always the one who remembers to read scriptures together every night.
  35. He comments in Institute. I don't know why, but I've always admired the guys who paid attention enough in Institute to comment on the lesson.
  36. He's taller than me. Thank you, but I do not want to be one of those awkward couples I see every now and then at the mall where the girl is taller than the guy.
  37. He is my very best friend.
  38. He's quiet, because he's always thinking about something, and it's cute.
  39. He has pretty blue eyes, and his pupils are always really big, which make his eyes even prettier.
  40. He gives me the butterflies... still!
  41. He can rock a fauxhawk.
  42. His big chin fits perfectly in the dent in my head when we hug. It's a sign...
  43. He likes Spongebob and The Office.
  44. He long boards, and he teaches me how to long board, too, so we can look cool in front of all of our friends.
  45. He also snowboards and wakeboards, and has amazing leg muscles from it.
  46. One of the first times we hung out, we sat in his room and watched Invader Zim. It just doesn't get much better than that.
  47. He visits me when I get out of class. It's like middle school, only cuter.
  48. He lets me wear his jacket when I'm cold, and even keep it sometimes.
  49. He's patient. I've given him so many reasons to lose his temper, but he hasn't. He's incredible when it comes to patience!
  50. We want the same things, and we have the same goals. And we love each other. :)


two roads diverged.

This is my dad's favorite poem. Well, it was when I was younger. I don't know if it still is, but maybe. When I was about 12 years old or so, I was homeschooled with my older brother, Daniel, and my two younger sisters, Rachel and Sara. My mom made the four of us memorize this poem for my dad's birthday, and recite it to him. And we did just that. I've long since forgotten it now, but I still like the poem.
I feel like this poem has a great meaning for me right now, as I'm forced (trust me, if I could, I would choose to never make a hard decision ever again as long as I live) to make decisions that will effect my whole entire life. It's quite stressful. Add a few tough classes on top of that, and you've got yourself a stressed-out little Megan.
But anyway, here's the amazing poem.

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


flashback from the 40's.

Last night, Zac and I went to a 40's themed party at Brittany's apartment. Actually, it was 40's-60's themed, but I didn't have any clothes that looked enough like the 50's or 60's, so Zac and I dressed up as a 40's couple, which ended up being a good thing, because everyone there was dressed up in 40's outfits.
When I went home on Friday, I asked my mom to help me pick out some good costumes for Zac and me, and she got really excited about it. She said that Zac could wear my dad's old Navy uniform, and I decided to wear my black dress. We went to the party as a Navy Seal and his sexy girlfriend. Think Rafe and Evelyn from Pearl Harbor, except switch the Air Force to the Navy.
When we got there, Brittany had [fake] alcoholic beverages set out for drinking, and snack foods like pretzels, nuts and shrimp. Forties music played in the background while everyone talked about sophisticated things (like politics and the death of John F. Kennedy) while drinking martini's (sparkling apple cider), wine (grape juice) and beer (root beer). We even had a shot glass competition to see who could down 6 shot glasses of apple juice the fastest. It was great! Later into the night, Brittany broke out the [fake] cigarettes, and people were smokin'!
Oh, and yes, Zac, the Navy Seal, has a beard. Hawt.