Bracelets

My new MD Anderson bracelet

 

Not be confused with these awesome bracelets that I
pinned with Pinterest. (Follow me on Pinterest, so I can follow you!)

 
I had a check-up last week at MD Anderson. It started as they always do, getting a bracelet placed around your wrist.  This respective bracelet has your medical number, date of birth, and picture. In my case, a terrible picture.

You think being in a cancer hospital, surrounded by truly sick people, I’d check my shallowness at the door and not be bothered by such frivolity.  Thinking that, of course, is wrong.

Now, I know I’m going to get flack for this, so I’m prepared but in my bracelet photo I look  mentally retarded cognitively challenged. I know, I know – that’s bad to say. Give me points for being PC about it. I checked with my mom, a Special Ed teacher, for the right term. (This is why I wanted to know Mom!)

I decided to ask the front desk lady to have my picture retaken;

ME: Excuse me, miss? I really hate this picture. Can we retake it?

FRONT DESK LADY: What do you want? A glamour shot?

ME: (Noting her sarcasm but choosing to ignore it) Yes please!

And that’s what we did. Retook my picture. And now I’m looking forward to my next appointment because my new photo is fantastic!!!

P.S. - While there, I met a fabulous woman named Sylvia. If any of you happen to be the praying type, say a prayer for Sylvia, will you? She's from Louisiana and like I said, she's fabulous.

New Years Eve

 

 

                       My NYE dress! Found at my fave consignment store in Houston, Trudys!


When is it too early to start shopping for a New Years Eve outfit? Is October 26th acceptable? I think its fine. Especially since it was late in the day - so closer towards the 27th technically.

Do you guys like it though? It's very flapper-esque and  I'm spending NYE in New Orleans so I think its perfect!! I'll pair it with amazing accessories - jewelry, gloves, heels, and of course a decent buzz.

Flapper hair would be fun too. I found this pic (below) of Ashley Greene as inspiration.


as seen here

Is it me though or do her eyes look weird? Especially the right one. She looks drunk! So like I said.........inspiration.

Is anyone else going to be rockin it out in New Orleans come the 31st?!!! It's gonna be awesome! New Orleans or bust!

Keeping it Classy

     
I've been talking incessantly about New York this week but my trip was so inspiring! The BlogHer conference was awesome and I got the opportunity to meet some class acts. Like my new BFF, Annemarie, editor of  Brunch At Saks. I mean, Brunch at Saks - come on! Just her blog's title is classy.

And one of the conference speakers, Linda Cowen, inspired me deeply as well. Linda spoke about how to NOT get sued when publishing a book. And while that's probably inevitable for me, I loved the whole silk scarf look that she had going on. So classy!

I'll never have the innate class that the aforementioned women exude. (I confisicated a bottle of wine into the movies this week.) But I've decided to fake it by wearing silk scarves as demonstrated above.

To sum up;  New York City Rules. Wear a silk scarf. Check out Annemarie's blog. And for godsakes, be classy.

Andy Samburg

Okay. I don't know want to name drop or anything but I totally had dinner with SNL's Andy Samburg this weekend. And by "with" I mean "near". I totally had dinner "near" Andy Samburg. We were both at The Lion in the West Village.

I drew this map so you can visualize it..



Can you believe I've had no formal art training? All by hand!


I didn't try to get a picture or anything. I mean, sometimes, us celebrities just want to be left alone damn it! (I'm of course referring to my experience as the 2000 Franklin High School Homecoming Queen.)

My friends and I did take some pics throughout dinner though.





 Don't I look oddly tan in this pic? Like I'm on Dancing With The Stars?

       



 

 My friends. Looking good ladies!

 

So that's it. Andy Samburg and I are basically besties. If you're jealous. It's okay. I would be too.

 

Occupying Wall Street

That's me. Occupying Wall Street.

Being in NYC this weekend, I decided to take the opportunity to get in on the Occupy Wall Street action. I mean, when else am I going to have a chance to do something so grass rootsy?

It was pretty fantastic, though I'm still not super sure what we were protesting. Based on what I saw from my fellow protesters- we're heavily opposed to showers. Fucking hate them! Playing the bongos, on the other hand, we love.

Plus, I heard that Kayne was at the protest earlier in the week. And "Dan" (Penn Badgley) from Gossip Girl. So that's pretty awesome! My new life as a political activist is so exciting!

Ethiopian Food

Dinner is served.

Danny and I recently went for Ethiopian food. It was a very authentic. So authentic that we were unable to communicate with our waitress.  Thankfully, they brought in a special one to help us.

She told us the restaurant's three most popular dishes and ordered them for us accordingly. These dishes were  #17, #39, and the #8. So maybe not completely authentic.

Our special waitress also ordered us some “honey wine.” – Apparently Ethiopia’s traditional drink. We never got a firm answer on if the honey wine had alcohol. Until later that night when I did a very sexy dance immediately followed by profuse vomiting. So probably some alcohol.



Honey Wine



For those of you intrigued by our experience, you can go to The Blue Nile in Houston. That's where we went. The neighborhood can get a little shady at night so be warned. Or go strapped. Either Or!

For those of you that don't live in Houston, you can just go to Ethiopia. From what I've heard, most restaurants there have food of this nature. Bon Appetite!

Fraiser

Kelsey Grammer on Piers Morgan Tonight

Who watched Kelsey Grammer on Piers Morgan last night? Anyone? Apparently my husband is a big Kelsey Grammar fan - who knew? So we buckled down for the entire hour interview. When I asked Danny what show of Kelsey's he liked better, Fraiser or Cheers, he couldn't decide.

I, on the other hand, knew my fave Kelsey Grammer performance instantly.


                                             

See? That's obviously a performance of a lifetime. Though I have to admit, Cheers was pretty good.

Tuck Guys

Our place in Chitown.
I miss it. =(

Despite now being Texans, Danny and I still own a condo in Chicago. This means that we are still active members in our condo association. And by "we", I mean Danny. This email chain between our condo association illustrates why I don't participate in the group....

Email from Association President

RE: Tuck Guys

Hey guys! I got an estimate from a company regarding the limestone cap/spot tuck/ fill holes/ and gap work for our building. Do you want me to get another estimate or should we just pull the trigger? -Marty

Email from another neighbor

RE: Tuck Guys

Sounds good! Let's just go for it!

-Jim

Email from another neighbor

RE: Tuck Guys

Yeah! Let's just get it done before winter!

-Cara

Email from ME!!!

Re: Tuck Guys

I have nothing pertinent to contribute to this email chain so, rather, I’m going to say what I initially thought “tuck guys” referred to when I saw the subject line. I thought “tuck guys” was when men tuck "themselves" between their legs in order to go drag or something.  Ha! Funny right? When's our next meeting guys??? You guys always forget to tell me when they are!!!!! Let me come this time!

XOXO,

Megan

Embarrassing

Danny, my hottie plumber

Hi! How was everyone's weekend?

Mine was embarrassing. Our kitchen sink broke so Danny told me go to the store and buy a plunger. Obviously, I told him over my dead body. But somehow I found myself very alive and en route to Target.

So there I was at Target, having to buy a plunger. Hands down, most embarrassing thing you can buy. I used to think it was feminine products. But now I know for a fact that it's a plunger. I looked it up to be sure.

I was going to buy some token gum to go along with it. Just to take some of the attention away from the plunger. But I found a Missoni bikini on Clearance so I bought that instead. God, I love Target.

So that's it guys. Embarrassing plunger purchase. That pretty much sums up my weekend. Is that sad? More or less sad than the fact that I blogged about "my sink" today. Is that not riveting?

Our sink was pretty jacked though, no?
Gross, right?

Booker's Halloween Costume

With just 17 days until Halloween, we're finding ourselves in panic mode at the Silianoff household. Some of us are panicking because we've yet to finalize Booker's costume. Others are panicking because, and I quote,  "I can't believe this is what you do all day."

Clearly, we need your help. If you'd be so willing, please take a peek at the three options and vote for your fave in the comments section. This is very important so please be contentious here.

Thank you in advance for your input.

Option #1 - PIMP


Where my bitches at?



OPTION #2 - RASTAFARIAN DUDE



No worries mon.
Let's watch Cool Runnings!

OPTION #3 - TRADITIONAL CHINESE LADY

                                                                              Ni Hao!

Vote for your fave below in the comments section and have yourself a nice day!

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Throwing Hot Dogs is Beautiful

Today is a good day! Great, even!

First and foremost, I'm being featured on a very cool site called See Beautiful. Not bad, hey?

And if that wasn't exciting enough, I finally found footage of the Tiger Woods/Hot Dog incident. 

                                                         Click here to watch the video.

Did you watch it? Good stuff, no?

Oddly enough, it kinda got me craving a hot dog. I know that's probably not the normal reaction. But yum - it sounds good. I'm either gonna have a hot dog OR throw one at Danny. Either Or. It's truly a win win situation....unless of course you're Danny. 

I'll keep you guys updated. In the meantime, hope your day is equally fab!

Good News, Bad News

Alright people! How do you want to do this? You wanna go good news first? Then bad? Or visa versa?

I always go with the bad first. Let's do that...

Bad News: This is my post for the day. Terrible, hey? Just pictures of me in this dress. What a let down!

Good News: Um, this dress!!! OBVY! How amazing? I bought it yesterday!

Bad News: Danny wouldn't let me wear it to dinner last night even though we were going to a nice restaurant. I understand, we were going to the movies after, but whatever.  I was eager and excited to wear it!

Good News: I'm wearing it when I meet him for lunch today. Super soon! At Panera. (Honey, if you're reading this, see you in a bit! Love you!)

Alright. How do the fashion bloggers do this?

Dress: Vintage Ellen Tracy

                          Size: Small                                   

Other pertinent info: Made in Hong Kong

Shoes: TJ Maxx circa 2009ish.
Nail Polish: Chanel baby! 455 Lotus Rouge.
Other pertinent info: I love Chanel.

Medical Emergency-ish

Book and I at the vet.

There was a recent medical emergency in my house. Not me. Or Danny. But Booker. I found a small but noticable cyst on Booker's chest. Frantic, I called the vet and made an immediate appointment for the next morning.

Vet: So what brings your here today?
Me: Booker has a cyst that I just noticed and wanted you to take a look at. (I showed her said cyst.)
Vet: That??! That's his nipple.
Me: Excuse me?
Vet: That's just his nipple. Do you see the other ones all up and down his belly?
Me: I do now.
Vet: Yeah. So anything else I can do for you today?
Me: I guess not. I feel foolish.
Vet: Well...You should.

She didn't say that. I'm sure she wanted to though. Instead she just charged me $40 for the visit. 

In my defense, Booker has a big ass nipple.

Top Model

It is with great pleasure that I tell you my life-long dream of becoming a model has come true!
My friend and Houston's most fabulous stylist, Kimberly Powell, let me be her muse on a show called Mirror Mirror. I didn't even have to play the cancer card!  I did have to give her all the cash I had on me at the time, but it was only $18, so it was way worth it.

Growing up in the Midwest, I always dreamed of becoming the important supermodel that I am today. Though, I never thought it would actually come to fruition. Especially since I looked like this in the 5th grade.

Yikes

Anyway. The video of my modeling debut is below. I come in around the 55 second mark. Get ready to be enchanted. Or horrified. It could really go either way.


                          

Breaking News in Texas

Breaking news in Texas!!! A chemical plant outside of Dallas exploded. While this is not funny, I did find the following caption during a local newscast amusing.

Well as long as he apologized........

Given the severity of the situation, an apology seems a little underwhelming. Or is that just me? 

I can't find any articles stating, specifically, what this owner said. But I like to think it was "My bad."

For the real scoop on this story you can click here. For previous Texas news that I also find inappropriately comical, click here. 

Texas Traditions 101

Danny and I had dinner with his mom last night. She had just come in from Dallas, where she was spending time with Danny's sister. She had consequently attended our niece's homecoming football game.

"It was very fun!" she told us excitedly. "Mallory looks so great and her best friend was covered in mumps that she got from her boyfriend."

"OH MY GOD!!!" I blurted out, surprised that she was at the game in that condition.

Danny joined the conversation. " I gave them to my girlfriend in high school too."

"You did??" I gasped, now even more surprised. "So is this something that's just common in Texas?" I asked.

"I'd say so." Danny answered. His mom nodded her head in agreement.

"Huh......" I said, taking it all in. "So is it basically just like the chicken pox then?" I asked, horrified but intrigued at the same time.

"WHAT?" my mother-in-law exclaimed, she now confused too.

"Oh my god." said Danny. "She thinks we said mumps. Look at her. Look how confused she is. No, honey. We're saying mums. MUMS." he said slowly, over pronouncing each syllable. "Flowers."



I've since googled "mums." (Mumps too, actually.) But I'm relieved to tell you this is the sort of thing they were talking about.

Homecoming "Mums"

Not this.

Person with "mumps."

Though I'll have to ask Mallory to be sure, I'm pretty sure mums, (as opposed to mumps), make homecoming a bit more fun.

And that friends, has been "Texas Traditions 101". I hope you've enjoyed it, but more importantly, I hope you've learned something.