June 23rd, 2010

The start of something new

When I first started blogging, Blogger was my site of choice, but after a few years, certain quirks began to irritate me so I made the switch to Livejournal, where I've had my personal blog for almost four years. Though I intend to continue maintaining the Livejournal blog actively for close friends and family, I want another blog, a twin, if you will, that would be more public-friendly. While I do love certain features of Livejournal, and think that the actual posting is easier, Blogger is much easier to design, and allows more anonymous commenting and interaction, which is nice for all my readers.

For as long as it is feasible, I will double post (on each site), though some posts might show up on here that won't show up on there and visa versa. The new blog is:


(I will be rerouting the "www.meganpeter.com" to point to the Blogger site, as well)

Thank you, to all my faithful readers-- this is for you!


Is there anything more adorable than a baby laughing?

No, I really don't think there is anything. Caleb had his first real laugh at the beginning of June and each week he is getting more and more excited and laughs at every little thing- the cat, his uncles, daddy's faces, mommy doing her hair. To a baby, life itself is exciting.

I love that.

I had Caleb all to myself the other day and so I decided to have some fun and upload a video of Caleb laughing for all the grandparents. It took some creativity to figure out how to hold the camera and record with Caleb occupying both my hands. Finally, I managed to pin the camera underneath my chin in such a way that I could point it at Caleb's face without having it tip over. Unfortunately, that also meant that it was right underneath my mouth and you can hear my Darth Vader breathing throughout the entire video.

In my defense, I was sick when this was taken, so my voice sounds even more "husky" than it actually is.

Oh well, just watch the kid. The kid is cute. :P


Once upon a time, I had nice hair

Once upon a time, in a land far,far away in the deep South, there lived an awkward teenager. She was shy, quiet, and always had her nose in a book. Her one beauty was her long, flowing blonde hair.

But then, the evil hair-stylist lured our fair-maiden into the lair of the salon and cast an evil spell upon her: a perm.

(Okay, so not quite THAT bad)

From that day forward, the curse was upon her and the beautiful hair that had been her only glory was gone forever.

Years passed, and our heroine was able to tame the curse of the perm, yet it still continues to wreck havoc when she least expects it. Will she ever be free from the perm? until the last strand of hair falls from her head. Armed with nothing more than her trusty straightener, the fair maiden until the last strand of hair falls from her head.

The End.