What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

An Accidental Love September 16, 2017

Filed under: Tales of Travel — meganorussell @ 12:30 pm
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After we left the Cliffs of Moher, we headed to Galway. A little detour into background (if I had a way to make a chime sound for a flash back, I would).

The husband and I spent three summers in Alaska. Alaska reinforced our love for three things: climbing mountains, good beer, and live music. Galway had the beer and the music, so we were super excited to get there.

So we left the Cliffs of Moher and headed north. Usually, I’m really good at road trips, but for some reason, I really needed to get out of the car and walk on the way. We looked in the guidebook and found a really cool-looking place. Couldn’t find the place, gave up, and pulled over at a park instead.

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Fear the Dog Woods this Earth Day April 22, 2015

I have terrible allergies. Sometimes it gets so awful that I’m a bit afraid to look at flowers in books. The fact that they’re made of ink could all be a ruse. It could be a real flower in disguise, waiting until I look at the pretty picture in National Geographic to throw pollen in my face.

What if M Night Shyamabutt was right in that terrible movie The Happening? If you haven’t seen it, go find it on Amazon, buy it, and watch until poor Zooey Deschanel is forced to say, “There’s a car.” Because you know, when the world is ending in a plant-fueled apocalypse, finding a decent and gassed up ride is super easy and obvious like that. Then destroy the movie, and don’t bother watching until the end. Not only is it a bad film, it will leave you with the lingering fear that all plants are out to kill you in the most horrific way possible with the tools at hand. And the wind. The wind will also kill you.

But what if the line of dogwoods outside my bedroom window really are trying to kill me? What if they all got together and said, “Hey, Megan is crazy busy this week. Let’s all bloom…now”? And then they all stand there, silently laughing as my eyes water and my sinuses swell shut.

Do their little twiggy fingers pry open my window at night so they can shake pollen onto my face as I sleep? Do they have betting pools on how many times they can make me sneeze on the way to my car? I think they do.

So happy Earth Day. To the plants that are trying to end my life!


A Simple Solution September 25, 2013

Filed under: Starting Off Strange — meganorussell @ 10:00 am
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See the nice nook? Perfect for a seven-year-old Megan butt.

See the nice nook? Perfect for a seven-year-old Megan butt.

When I was a little girl, I played in trees. Not a tree house (we never had one of those), but real trees. Long rows of trees that lined the yard and giant climbing trees that had perfect branches for a kid to fall out of. One day, I was climbing my favorite tree. It has a perfect seat in the bottom branch. And if you stood on the seat, then the branches almost formed ladder, just begging for you to climb it. I made it up to my super special really high spot, which was only about six feet off the ground, and I saw something strange. (more…)