What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

Fjords for Me August 15, 2015

My husband is the best! My amazing surprise birthday trip was actually amazing! He took me to Seward, Alaska to see the Kenai Fjords! I didn’t even know what a fjord actually was. I had to Google it! Then we went on an all day cruise to see glaciers up close and saw wonderful wildlife to boot!

But since I seem incapable of staying away from exclamation points and I don’t want to write a 20,000 word blog post to tell you have fantastic the day was, I’ll just leave these pictures here.

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It was just breathtaking and perfect.

Best Birthday Ever!


A Magical Mystery Birthday Event August 10, 2015

Filed under: What Doesn't Kill You — meganorussell @ 8:30 pm
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When I was little, every once in a while my mother would pack me, my sister, and whatever foreign exchange student we had at the time into the car and take us on a magical mystery tour. Sometimes we would leave super early in the morning. Sometimes she would announce at lunch that we were all to get in the car. She would never tell us where we were heading.

If it was an overnight trip, she would give us a list of things to pack. Like a swim suit, an outfit for the theatre, and clothes we could get muddy. We’d never know which of the things we’d really need. She just did it to throw us off the scent. We were allowed to guess at where we were going, but she’d never answer.

And then we’d end up at a state park or outdoor theatre. Sometimes we’d have a picnic. And once we ended up in Canada. But it was always a wonderful adventure.

I turn the big 3-0 tomorrow. I know, I’m old as poop. And have accomplished nothing with my life. I’ve wasted thirty years, and I will leave no mark on this earth. Please excuse my yearly birthday freak out.

But aside from my lack of life accomplishments. My husband is taking me on a magical mystery tour for my birthday. I know we’ll be camping. I know we’re leaving late tomorrow night. But that’s it! I have no idea where I’ll be for my Birthday! It’s a little terrifying, and I love it!

On a psychotic side note, for some reason getting 500 likes on my author Facebook page before I’m officially over the hill somehow seems really important. Maybe it’s because Facebook keeps asking why I haven’t accomplished this yet.

So, help me with my crazy Birthday wish, and help an aging author reach her social media goal. I’ll feel young and hip. In with them cool kids. And able to compete with the whippersnappers.

Follow this link and Like me!

But seriously, y’all. Thanks for being a part of my madness. You are all beautiful and wonderful!


Dutch Oven of Doom September 4, 2013

Filed under: I Meant Well — meganorussell @ 10:00 am
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A few years ago I decided to take my husband camping for his birthday. It was a great plan. We were going to go white water rafting and then spend the night in a state park with a few of our cast mates. I booked everything and borrowed camping gear from my mother. I was good to go. I even had the scathingly brilliant idea to bring a Dutch oven to make his birthday cake in. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the world of camping, a Dutch oven is a cast iron pot that you bury in the ground under coals to cook things. Sounds easy right? (more…)


The Birthday Inferno June 8, 2013

Filed under: Marriage Mayhem — meganorussell @ 10:00 am
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While my husband and I were living in the mansion in Rhode Island, because our life is really hard like that sometimes, we celebrated my 22nd birthday. My mother came out to visit, and my husband (then fiancé) made me a cake. I was taking my birthday afternoon nap when my fiancé came to wake me up.

He gently rubbed my shoulder and said in a soft soothing voice born of years of experience with post-nap Megan rage (more…)


Black Birthday April 29, 2013

Filed under: Starting Off Strange — meganorussell @ 8:05 am
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I grew up in the country, but the elementary school I attended was in the city about five miles away. It was a very small school, and even though it was within the city limits, it was made up of bused in country kids. There were only two black children in my grade. They were twin girls, and their family were Jehovah’s Witnesses. I always liked the twins. We had lots of fun playing at school together. But I was always acutely aware that they were different from me. (more…)


The Birthday Cake Conundrum March 2, 2013

Filed under: Starting Off Strange — meganorussell @ 12:00 pm
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I’ve never been the biggest fan of birthdays. I spent my first birthday on a plane flying back from England, and the stewardess (the PC term “flight attendant” hadn’t been invented yet) wouldn’t let them light the one candle in my cupcake. You could still smoke on planes, but a birthday candle was dangerous. I firmly believe that that stewardess’s refusing my first birthday candle set the stage for a lifetime of birthday agony. (more…)


The Beginning of a Life Beyond Exaggeration February 27, 2013

Filed under: Starting Off Strange — meganorussell @ 12:28 am
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My name is Megan Elizabeth Katherine Victoria Jane Orlowski-Russell. The Russell I picked up when I got married, but the rest is on my birth certificate. I was born in a garage in Scottsdale, Arizona. My mother spent most of her labor in our tiny living room engaged in a vicious battle of wills. She refused to go lie down and actually give birth to me since she finally stood a chance of beating my grandfather in Trivial Pursuit and did not want to forfeit. When the game ended, she took two Ibuprofen and had me. (more…)