August 2008
1 post
MEE's #92
So I finally achieved my first item on my to do list. It was quite exciting, my first hot stone massage. And it was completely different from what I was expecting. Although I’m not 100% what I was expecting. I guess everytime I’ve see photos on spa websites just show someone on their stomach with hot stones placed on their back. Of course, if that was all it was, that would...
July 2008
3 posts
Birthday Celebrations, MEE family-style
I just remembered something my little sister does for birthdays. She always doubles your birthday age and then tells you it’s your half of whatever birthday. So if your next birthday was 34, she’d tell you “Happy Birthday! You’re halfway to 68!”
Which is either awesome or kind of depressing, depending on your outlook on things.
When our parents turned 50, that...
Hybrids and other grocery store musings
I decided to live-it-up this Friday evening with a trip to Trader Joe’s.
The trip began with me getting out of my car deep in thought about high school color guard (don’t ask). So deep in thought in fact, that I was nearly run over by a Prius. No wonder blind people hate hybrids - they really do make virtually no sound. I need the vroom of an engine to snap me back into the reality...
Musical memories
Have you ever listened to a song you haven’t heard in a while, and in an instant it took you back to the time you last listened to it? Then suddenly all the emotions, feelings, things you were thinking at the time come rushing back with such force you nearly fall over from the weight of it all.
Perhaps I am just an emotional fruit loop. I always consider this to be a very real...
June 2008
11 posts
Evil Forces
So I started writing for our novel. Back it up, a group of five of my friends decided to write a book, basically a collection of essays about being daughters, daughter-in-laws, cousins, granddaughters, anything really. Basically about being girls and dealing with families. So I starting writing a post about some crazy family antics, and I realized that there is a cliche about having an evil...
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A letter.
Dear reproductive system,
Here we are again sharing that special time together where you swing into action and play havoc with my body and mental state. In addition to the pain and general uncomfortableness that is always accompanied by your awakened state, you’re really heaping on the crazies this time around. I’ve gone from wanting to punch a woman in the back of the head for...
Now that I've finished it...
I feel the need to start completing things on my list RIGHT THIS INSTANT. I guess I could start a post about 100 things that make me happy, but I’m not 100% sure I want the whole world to know that singing that Miley Cyrus song to my cat makes me super happy. Whoops. Now you know one of my deepest and darkets secrets. I’m a closet Hannah fan.
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Alien weeds
So I have these weeds. Not just any weeds, crazy prickly weeds on steroids.
I have lived in my house for about a year and a half now and I swear to you these weeds did not exist last year. They are a big “welcome to spring/summer 2008” surprise. Mee, back me up here (she too has been graced with their uninvited presence). Evil weeds that never existed, now suddenly appearing out...
Comments
We must MUST figure out how to enable comments because gosh darnit, someone out there might have something to say about popcorn scented boobs.
If anyone can clue us in, please email us: stephandmee[at]gmail[dot]com.
Boobs
This has nothing to do with anything, and yet….
My boobs smell like popcorn. I just told my (male) coworker, and he said it was inappropriate to be discussing. But I’m very concerned, because my BOOBS smell like BUTTERED POPCORN.
And no, I wasn’t eating popcorn today and have a renegade kernel in there.
What on earth would cause my boobs to smell of popcorn? If this...
Steph's stuff to do before death list
This is just the beginning. “Stuff” appears in no particular order…
1. Visit all the continents at least once, although I think I can skip Antarctica.
2. Learn to play the viola again.
3. Learn to play the drums properly.
4. Learn how to salsa dance.
5. Drive a motorcycle.
6. Makeout with someone on a beach. Not near a beach, not on a deck overlooking a beach, actually feet...
One more thing...
Steph has a cat named Kitty. Kitty is just as retarded as her name. She’s kinda like a hot chick - super cute but not much happening upstairs.
Steph wuvies all kinds.
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StephAndMe: The Concept
One night, Steph, in a fit of frustration with bills and various other house-related responsibilities, offered to sell her house to her ex-boyfriend, Jerome* and his soon-to-be fiance, Latisha*. The catch? Steph wants to live in a tent in the backyard. Mee, upon hearing this tale, felt that this would make for one fine sitcom. And thus, StephAndMee was born.
The pitch:
Steph, a nerdy but lovable...
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Mee's 100 Things
1. Go to Iceland
2. Take my children to Africa
3. Attempt to sneak into the *** (SLC)
4. Have a stranger buy me a beer
5. Write a pilot for our sitcom, and make an honest attempt to have it made.
6. Visit all 50 states.
7. Decide what I want to be when I grow up, and do it.
8. Get master’s degree.
9. Go to dance classes with J so we’re that annoying couple at...
And so it begins...
Mee helped Steph discover that her life is much less depressing when told in sitcom format. This will be our creative outlet for episode ideas. More often than not, however, it will probably be the ramblings of 2 girls with too much to say and nothing better to do.