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...it's back to the real world.
and to be honest, i'd much prefer not to.
i already miss home. and my family. and my friends.
but life continues. and life's not half bad.
so here goes...
(keep an eye open this week for what-i'm-eating posts. in addition to trying to write something {anything} i will attempt to illuminate what i eat on a daily basis--no sugar and plenty of cheese!).
it's moving day!
it's finally happened--after years of blogging over at or-so-i-feel.blogspot.com i've moved here to megfee.com (easy enough, right?)!
the hope is that it's a little bit cleaner, a little bit easier to navigate, and a whole lot of fun.
speaking with my mom on the phone yesterday she said, what is the point, what is the over-arching theme of the blog?
to which i responded: how to build a happy life. wait, strike that. not happy--whole. a whole life. which means a little bit of happy and a little bit of sad and quite a bit of dirt under the fingernails. i am still, even in my (cough, late) twenties very much in the construction process. i'm still very much figuring it out and trying and failing and searching. and that's what this is about: day-by-day, the search and the endeavor for wholeness (one whole-fat latte at a time).
so if you're new, welcome. if you've been around for ages, welcome.
the links on the left lead to an updated ABOUT page, as well as a FAVORITE SCRIBBLINGS page, home to some of my all-time-favorite-posts. and if you're visiting new york city (or a resident)--i've collected my favorite places to eat + my favorite things to do (and will continue to add to both).
as an introduction to the new site i'm sharing my new ABOUT page below.
i'm still working out some of the kinks and figuring out what it is that people want to see and what they respond to--so feedback is very welcome.
it should be noted that i did all of this with the help, support, and unbelievable patience of david pearson. i can't tell you how many emails we sent back and forth. i have nothing but good things to say about him and would vociferously recommend him to anyone who asks. {he can be reached at thedavidpearson@gmail.com}
i am so grateful for all the support i've received over the years. truly, so grateful. so without further ado:
I'm Meg: lover of lattes and cobblestone streets and large bodies of water.
(And a baker of damn fine birthday cakes).
Born and bred in Texas, I now happily reside in a sweet, little corner of Brooklyn.
I believe in expensive cheese and honesty. Stemless wine glasses, belly-laughs, and the sort of tears that are big, wet, and careening. I almost always use the oxford comma.
I came to New York at the age of 18 to get my BFA in Drama from the prestigious Juilliard School. And get it I did. Whereupon I learned the first of many of those all-important-life-lessons:
1. What they (whoever "they" might be) say about the best laid plans...well, they've got a point... After four years I didn't feel like an actor. So I started writing. And this blog was born. And the rest is history.
after that first doozy of a life-lesson, the others just rolled in...
2. My mother was right about many things. Including, but not limited to, the importance of concealer.
3. Never trust anything a man says on the first date.
4. Some of life's hardest battles and most important successes are private things, tread on lonely paths.
5. Fake-eyelashes are totally justified on fancy-nights-out. Or whenever. In fact, I might be wearing some now.
6. Diets don't work, counting calories is a small and unhappy way to chart a life, and sugar is hugely responsible for many ills. (I write a fair amount about food and health).
7. You have to fight just as absolutely hard as you can for a thing and then throw it up a to a higher power and trust that what will be, will be.
8. Folk music is my jam. Not everyone's for sure, but mine.
In all seriousness, I am so deeply indebted to anyone who has ever taken the time to come to my blog whether just to peek, write a comment, or even send a note. Your support over the years has both humbled and buoyed me . And for that, there are not words enough.
"There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness and this is neither. This season is about becoming."
Shauna Niequist
(found this photo from about a month ago in a dropbox folder that my brother and his friends keep to share and keep track of their adventures {and indiscretions}. i love it. it's imperfect and it tells a sliver of a very clear story. my favorite photos are always the ones in which it's not about pretty and perfect, but happy--totally, unconditionally happy as caught on film).
if things are a bit more quiet than usual around these parts (and if i'm taking even longer than my usual forever to respond to emails) it's because i'm trying to move this blog to a new platform and with no formal training and a real job that takes up real time, trying to do that takes all of my free time. but hopefully in the next week i'll have a glittery new site (or at least the start of one).
hope all is well and the week is off to a good start (no saint patty's day hangovers!!).
skiing at Killington in Vermont. cheering on UVA at Boston College. Tenacious D at House of Blues. late night at Chau Chow City (something to do only once...check it off your Boston bucket list and be done). 80's night dancing at 6B. and a Sunday morning brunch that saw about three or four different seatings.
I am going to need a few days off after this little getaway.
The thing is, every time I visit my brother in Boston...it gets harder to leave. Such a beautiful city, so much charm.
I am utterly in love with Boston--helpless against its many charms. Mostly the color.
The city is knee-deep in color. Vibrant and rich hues--red brick everywhere and copper pipes. And every time I visit the city woos me just a bit more and I leave ever more reluctantly.
