Doing my part to make the world a better place—whether it be by a total epiphany or a simple smile—I've found a hobby in leaving simple Post-it notes. On these Post-its are written words of kindess, love, and encouragement, in hopes that it may bring a little light to whoever may find it. Since this objective took flight, I've additionally enjoyed simply sharing daily occurances that make life beautiful. Do take what you can from my silly, messy, and scatterbrained story. If nothing else, may it encourage you to embrace your own.
To read more on my optimistic endeavor, check out my introductory post here.

Looking to join the team of fearless Post-it cadetes? Send a picture and your story to doll.meagan@gmail.com. Happy posting!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Fishy math skills...

Tell me if this equation adds up to you...

Meagan's busy life - the extra time/stress of basketball - Facebook (Because she gave it up for Lent) = LESS blogging than previous seasons of life.

I think not. I've never been good at math.Although, to be completely honest, my computer is sick. :-( Yes, it's got "a bug" and is currently out of commission for awhile. So... This note that I'm sharing with you has been on my camera memory for a few weeks now. Side note rant: If you've stumbled upon this blog and have ever/plan on ever infecting other people's computers from the comfort of your own home, PLEASE explain to me why. I don't understand it and it truly boggles my mind. You don't even get to see me pull my hair out! That's not very much fun. Okay, rant done.This pretty little collage was put up in the church bathroom! If I remember right, it was a Wednesday night Lent service. Our crazy youth director walked into Bible study this morning and said "Has anyone seen the posters on the the wall?!" In my heart, I giggled. Posters? Post-its? Same thing. Anyway, we humored her and asked what in the world she was talking about. "They say Jesus loves you... Kind of." Of course, we laughed at her wording, which made it sound like Jesus kind of loves you, however, we knew she was just summarizing the notes.

Good enough summary for me! Angie (Youth director) then proceeded with another witty (and hilarious) comment...

"I wonder what the boys bathroom says! Probably 'Don't miss!'" Hahaha. Still laughing.

So that's that. Good stuff.

On another note, I've been thinking about starting another blog... Well, one that's more just me. I love this one and am NOT giving it up, but think it might be fun to have one that's a little more focused on the beautiful (and not so beautiful) parts of life. Part of me thinks that I have no where near enough of an interesting life to pull that off--which is sort of true, might have to wait until college or something--but let's be serious... I think I could come up with a funny/embarrassing/witty story for every single day of my life. Mmm... Anyway, that's on my brain... I'll keep you updated!

Well, I'm off to cook some breakfast. Yes, I'm feeling the breakfast for supper kind of night. Wish me luck! I'll definitely need it in some element of preparation.Have a great week!

Meagan

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Guilty As Charged

Hello, hello!

The 2010-2011 sports season has now come to a close. With the sadness that comes with leaving any group of friends you've grown close to, comes a huge sigh of relief as my schedule becomes oh so less hectic. Let me tell you, I'm so excited to not have practice on Monday.

Anyway, I DO have some notes for you--

These pretty, lil' babies went up on Thursday evening. I was visiting my mama at her apartment for her birthday and on the way out, decided to drop some love in the lobby area. With a few strokes of my Bic pen and some flashy, pink notes, I did my thing--littered some Post-its. I'm not all over littering... Actually, let's be honest, it drives me CRAZY. But this is is a kind of littering I can handle.

As you can see, they had a variety of phrases written on them. I really wanted to leave more, but the pressure was on as I KNEW I was on camera (awkward!) and I was super afraid that someone would walk in.

Oh, wait--they did! An older, scruffy man walked in and I totally biffed my "play it cool" philosophy. He smiled, did a double-take, and asked me if I was related to anyone in the apartment. I explained that my mom lived upstairs and he continued by asking me if I was "the girl who had been kidnapped a few weeks ago." (By this point, hopefully you can see how desperately some Post-its were needed in this apartment complex and how absolutely TERRIFIED I was.) So, I answered 'no', he left, and I ran out to my car. Yes, I ran.

All in all, I'm super glad I got some notes up. Such good littering!

Have a lovely Sunday!

Meagan