Meggie Bobby

Walker Ross Fairbourn

2010-03-02T10:58:00.000-08:00

Hello world.... Meet Walker! I love this little guy. Some of the pictures are when he was in the NICU. Isn't he so sweet!

Hollywood

2009-05-18T11:54:00.000-07:00

Bob went to the bathroom at church yesterday and there was a little 10 year old boy in the bathroom with him. (Stop thinking something inappropriate was happening and just keep reading!) This is a transcript of their converstation.

Boy: Can I ask you something?

Bob (hesitantly): Ohh kay

Boy: How long is church?

Bob: 3 hours

Time passes....

Boy: Have you ever been to Hollywood?

Bob: No

Boy: Well, if you can make it in Hollywood.... you can make it anywhere!

So people, take comfort... Hollywood is all it takes!

Jon and Kate Plus Ate My Heart

2009-05-14T12:52:00.000-07:00

Last summer Jon & Kate Plus Eight stole my heart. I loved trying to figure out which sextuplet was which. Let's see, there was Hannah, Aiden, oh, I can't remember, but those two were my favorites. I think Cara was the older twin and she was a brat.

Anyway, the recent rumors floating around about them have broken my heart. I remember watching Jon and thinking, He's the perfect dad! and I want my husband to be just like him. And now I think, what the heck is Jon thinking! It doesn't matter that his wife was a control, OCDed freak. That does not recuse him from his fatherly duties. He had a beautiful, smart, funny woman at home who was responsible and took care of the family. I'm sure she was just expecting him to pull his weight. I'm so glad to know that my husband would never step out on me, especially with an ugly, 24 year old school teacher. I mean really Jon. At least find someone pretty or rich if you're gonna cheat!

What has happened to the sacred role of being a father? When did it become okay to be a bad example and a deadbeat? I think men and women should be held criminally responsible for not teaching their children how to be decent. That would really help the decline of divorce, negligence, and stupidity I think!

Secrets of Life

2009-05-14T12:48:00.000-07:00

Ignore the score,

Don't stir the pot,

Be a duck!!!

If you want an explaination of these things, let me know. But I bet if you think hard enough, you'll figure it out!

Raa Raa Ree, kick 'em in the Knee, Raa Raa Rass,

2009-05-14T07:01:00.000-07:00

Kick 'em in the other knee.

What were you thinking! Well, just thought I'd update the blogging world on our crazy life. And then I kinda want to do what Kelly and Libby Brossette do and just blog about little things. I think the smaller the blog, the more likely people will read.

I just agreed to be the Cheerleading sponsor (hence the title of this blog) for the junior high I teach at. (Don't end your sentences with a preposition, I know... Be quiet) And I still will coach the basketball team, but decided to just be the assistant. This is a big step down for me, but I think it is the best decision. I will miss standing up, yelling at the girls, kicking the waterbottles, giving the pep talks, but I think this way, I won't start going gray sooner!

Bobby is on TWO softball teams that play on Wednesdays and Thursdays. Last night was a 10:00 pm game and they lost 11-31. It was a sad day for their team, but fingers crossed his Valley Vu team wins tonight. (I should probably cross a couple of toes for good measure. They're team really sucks!)

We are going to St. George/Vegas for Memorial Day weekend and to celebrate my dad's birthday, and then just a couple of short weeks (well long, because I have to teach for 2 of them) we are heading to Hawaii for sun, swimming, relaxing, golfing (Bobby), tennis and tanning! I am so excited. I've already got books picked out to read. I'll get some pictures for sure!

Whoever said the first year of marriage was the hardest! I am having the best time. I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life, thanks to my wonderful husband!

Box and Whisker Plots

2009-03-12T10:24:00.000-07:00

When, someone please tell me, when will you ever have to use a box and whisker plot in your life???? Why do I have to teach these poor kids such stupid, senseless concepts? It is such a headache. WOOF! Here's an example of what one is, in case you don't remember from 8th grade. Because I'm fairly certain you haven't looked at one since! Dumb!

A month of Bliss!!!!

2009-03-04T07:33:00.000-08:00

It's almost been a month since Bobby and I've been married, and what a wonderful month its been! Thought I'd illustrate by putting up some pictures. (Finally Amy is saying!)

Bobby and I love going to the Jazz games together! Especially when we have loads of drunk dudes surrounding us. In fact one night.... this dude was totally toasted. I mean dancing, singing, jumping, cussing! It was hilarious. Well we sit at the very top of the upper bowl, meaning right in front of us is the balcony so we can look over and see the rich people enjoying the game up close. Memhet Okur had just shot another awesome 3 pointer and we were all going crazy. Well, the loaded fellow, (on his 5th beer, but he'd shown UP to the game wasted already), goes to clap his hand, but somehow, and this is a mystery to me, DUH! forgets he is holding his full, frothy cup of Bud Light. Yup, he knocks it out of his hands and it lands, beer, cup, froth and all on the muckity-mucks sitting below us. We were all cracking up and no one dared to look over. They didn't want to be blamed. (I think Bobby was just scared of how high up we were.) Good times, drunk stories!

Since we couldn't all go to Mardi Gras, we brought Mardi Gras to us. Everyone, EVERYONE made a mask. Bobby wrote on his mask... Well I won't say. I wrote on mine "We're Busy!" Elle had "Throw me something mister!" She's a little young for that, but my dad didn't mind lifting his shirt. RULES! Melanie made the best red beans and rice, you'd slap yo mamma, it was good. And we even had a beautiful King Cake made by Melanie! Avery got the baby!

I love my nephew Cooper! He's my favorite little man.

Like father like son! Get that stupid thing out of your ear, Brother!

See, even Coop thinks so. He's saying, Pulease Dad!

Mandy and her boyfriend, JJ, went to the sweetheart dance together. She was beautiful. She looked like Belle!

My niece Paityn is such a doll. Look at those blue, blue eyes.

....And introducing my new niece Allison Palmer. She was born on President's day. Isn't she beautiful. I'm so in love with her. When I married Bobby I inherited a whole herd of nieces and nephews. I'm so lucky. It's good to be an aunt!

What a beauty. Look at those cheeks!

Paiytn and Elle both love Bobby more than me now... :( Everytime I walk in the room, Elle says, "Bob? Bob? Bob?" It makes me so mad!!

I had more pictures I wanted to post, but I'm just learning this stupid blog stuff, so it messes up everything when I try to add more pictures. So this will have to do. I love my family!

Newly Wed Bliss

2009-02-17T09:02:00.000-08:00

Holy wow! What was I so scared about 4 months ago? Being married is awesome! Bobby and I have been married for 11 days and I have to say, it has been the best 11 days of my life!!! I have had so much fun with Bobby. We laugh all the time. And we are constantly getting busy...(Wink, wink!)

Everything about being married has been great. I think, though, it's all about who you marry. And I've married the most wonderful man possible. Here's a list to make you jealous of things he does for me....

1. Carries all my luggage up and down the stairs. I hate doing this!
2. Always opens the car door for me.
3. Hugs and kisses me in public!
4. Chases me up the stairs. I know this doesn't sound cool, but it makes me laugh!
5. Comes to all my basketball games.
6. Sends me sweet texts all day long.
7. Scraps the snow off my car before he leaves for work.
8. Wakes me up to say prayers before he leaves.
9. Lets me take naps while he makes dinner.
10. Plays with my hair to make me fall asleep.
11. Smuggles all night long.
12. Constantly tells me how much he loves me.

I'm sure all you married people are gagging right now and thinking, this won't last long, but you know what... I don't care. I think it will. Bobby is a very determined man, and all he ever says is he wants me to be happy. So far, he's made me happier than I've ever imagined.

I just need to get a camera so we can document our journey. And to post pictures for ya'll!

W-Day

2009-02-05T09:14:00.001-08:00

Wow, just a week shy of Friday the 13th. I really feel we should have pushed the date of our nuptials back, because it would be perfectly fitting of my world. But, heck no, we're not waiting any longer that possible.

The week I was SUPPOSED to get married, I was perfectly healthy, the weather was absolutely beautiful and it was MLK weekend, so we'd have more time to, you know.. Ahem. Well, we are getting married February 6th, it's supposed to rain and snow all day, I have RSV and we only get the weekend to, you know....Blush! How's that for Luck of Megan. I swear if I didn't have the front row parking of Megan Makin' Bacon, I'd send myself to Iraq and just stand next to the jihad. Who knows what would become of them.

However the more I've thought about it, the more I realize, it doesn't matter what the weather is like, or well, maybe it matters a little that I'm sick, but, what really matters is Bobby and I are going to be sealed together forever. Not just married, sealed. I can hear everyone now, warning Bobby away from the COM, Curse of Megan, but let me just rest your troubled hearts. I've warned him, quite imfatically. The dude just won't listen. So either he's an angel of mercy or a glutton for punishment, I don't know. But I'm sure lucky I found him. That's the only luck I really care about or would ever want.

So while ya'll are enjoying your Friday nights tomorrow, no blushing or aheming about it, I'll be "smuggled" up next to the best man in the entire world.

Truth Be Told

2009-01-28T07:07:00.000-08:00

So I've been debating on whether or not to let the cat out of the bag, but realized, there is no shame in my game and so why not. But..... Bobby and I aren't married. We really wanted to get married, but due to snail mail, it just wasn't possible. We did not get the clearance from Salt Lake to go ahead and take the plunge.

We spent a fair majority of time on our knees praying that the letter of clearance would come in time for the reception, but for whatever reason, no letter. So rather than cancel all our plans for the reception we decided, hey, why not pull the perfect prank. Trick everyone into thinking we are married and make them give us presents. LOL. Just kidding. We decided to go ahead with the reception and get married later. And don't get me wrong, the thought of having a civil marriage crossed our minds, but we put the Kabosh (how do you spell kabosh and I don't think its capitalized) on that thought. I just knew I would cry during the whole ceremony and not because I was happy, but because I had worked my whole life to be married in the temple. So temple marriage or bust.

I'm proud to announce we will be getting married February 6th. Finally. Now when people ask me how married life is going I can honestly answer "Great, but living with a boy is hard!"

Oh and when I'm asked if I've had my first UTI I can also answer "Ew no," and really mean that. But wait I really did mean that when I was asked that question, so never mind.

So if you have seen me and thought, "Wow, she certainly has that just married glow," its probably sweat from either a basketball game or practice. No married glow. Sweat. Gross.

Thanks to everyone for supporting Bobby and I during this time, whether it be by coming to the reception, wishing us well, or an awesome present (wow, everyone, thank y'all so much. Too generous), thank you. I can honestly say this is the happiest I've ever been in my life.

Here's the Lowdown

2009-01-09T07:44:00.000-08:00

Poor Amy. She's been innundated with various questions about Bobby and I... "How we met, what he's like, is Megan really getting married?" Bless her. So I thought it only fair to give ya'll the scoop first hand.

It all started with a my cousin, Alecia. She was lying in bed one night when suddenly she sat up and exclaimed, "I should hook Robert (that's what she calls him. I know its weird.) up with Megan." "Robert" or Bobby as I like to call him, was a co worker of her husbands. Bobby had been friends with her family for years. So Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match Alecia, worked her mojo! She emailed me asking me if I wanted to go on a blind date......... WHOA! Hold the phone! I hate blind dates.

My blind date experiences have all been creepy, embarrassing, and sometimes a little scary. But that's another story, another day, another blog.

But something urged me to accept. So I did. I'll never forget walking up to the Skybox Bar and Grill at the Gateway Mall, and seeing Bobby for the first time. Poor guy. He looked pretty scared. And with good reason. Not only had Alecia decided to come with us on this blind date with her husband, but she'd invited her brother (my cousin), his wife, and Dun Dun Dun.... MY SISTER MELANIE! (and her husband Tony too) If any of you know me or my sister, you're already laughing at this blunder. God bless Melanie's little heart, but she's a wild one, with no scruples. So already I felt sorry for this poor man.

Anyway during the entire date, I think Bobby said maybe two sentences to me. I asked him how many sisters he had and he told me. We barely spoke. I felt bad when he paid for the check because it didn't even feel like we had gone on a date. I was just catching up with family.

So date's over and we are walking to our cars and I'm trying not to walk beside Bobby because HELLO awkward. Tony, Melanie's husband, started having a conversation with Bobby, and I remember thinking, "Geez, this dude talks more to my brother in law than me. This is never going to happen."

Bobby drove away in his white Dodge and I thought out of my life. Thank goodness. What a dud. (See to me the most important part of a relationship is the ablility to talk to the other person. And since we couldn't talk to each other, I didn't think the was for me. Not really a dud. So don't think I'm too harsh.)

As Melanie, Tony and I drove home, I told them why I hated blind dates. "You get yourself all psyched up thinking, maybe this is the one, but then you meet and you're let down." LOL.

Funny enough, when Amber, my sister in law, asked me about the date, I said to her, "Watch, this is probably the guy I'm going to marry!" This was not a statement of excitement, but of disdain. I know I'm a jerk. I just didn't see Bobby yet.

But Bobby asked me out again. Ugh. I didn't want to go. But my family is always on my case about how particular I am and how I never give a guy a chance. For example, I didn't want to date this one dude, because he rolled his sleeves up in church. Shallow! So I decided to just go.

That second date was a disaster and I was so glad it was over. But I did hug him, which was all the physicality (that's for Russ) that was extended. So technically I made the first move.

Later that week I decided to go to the temple. While I was there I prayed earnestly whether to invite Bobby up to watch movies and have pizza. Oddly enough I felt pretty good about it, so I went out on a limb and invited him. We had an okay time, but the poor boy didn't even try to hold my hand. We were in a theater room sitting right next to each other in the dark, and Nada!

The rest is really history from there. He kept asking me out, and I kept going even though I didn't really like him more than just a friend. But for some inexplicable reason I felt drawn to him. It wasn't until our 7th date I started to really see Bobby.

You see Bobby has about a million nieces and nephews and they all LOVE their Uncle Bob. They just think he's wonderful. And I watched Bobby play in a sporting event and he didn't do very well (I'd like to think its because I was watching), but after the game, he wasn't mad at all, but smiley and fun. And Bobby is so patient with me, which you would have to be in order to have any type of relationship with me. And if anyone can deal with my zoo of a family and still want to marry me, they are so worth hanging onto.

I've never seen Bobby angry. And I even asked some of his friends if they've ever seen him mad, and they can't really recall. Bobby's never pointed out a single one of my thousand flaws. He's always telling me nice little things about myself. His concern for me is appparent to just about everyone. And I think I'm the luckiest girl in the world to get to marry him. To top it all off, he's got an amazing family and amazing friends who have been nothing but nice and accepting and fun.

I realize now why I've had to have the struggles I've been dealt. I never would have appreciated marrying Bobby the way I do now. I would have married someone who wasn't as nice, who pointed out all my flaws and who I never would have been good enough for. Thank goodness I'm not settling.

I'm in love with Bobby and I can't wait to fall even more everyday I'm with him. And I'm excited to make all you wives jealous with the stories of the sweet things Bobby does and will do for me in the future.

Side note: He does have a flaw. He's a Ute fan. But I plan on changing that. Let's just hope its not a fatal flaw.

See ya at the wedding!

One Week

2009-01-08T08:55:00.000-08:00

On January 16, 2009 I will be getting married to Bobby Fairbourn. I can't help but think about the conversation I had with my BF Amy about a year ago. It began with Amy stating, "If and when you get married Megan....(pause for her laughter)" and that's about where the statement ended. That Amy, she's so funny.....NOT!

Anyways, I know it is a bit of a shock, but I'm actually biting the bullet, and you know what, it doesn't taste so bad.

Bobby is probably one of the most wonderful, caring, kind individuals I know. I've interrogated several of his friends and family members asking various and sundry questions from Does he ever lose his temper?... to What time does he go to bed? (Actually my sister Melanie asked Bobby directly that question, along with, Has anyone in your family lived out of the country? Wierdo) I digress....

But all anyone can ever say about him is how patient and fun and sweet he is to them.

I'm so glad I gave him a first chance, and then a second, followed by a third, fourth, fifth, sixth, by the seventh date, I started to like him. Maybe on my next blog, I'll post a picture and tell the story of us. It's hilarious!