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…NEVER forget…

September 11, 2011…10 years later…


As many others have commented and contemplated upon the tragic events that occurred in New York City, Pennsylvania and the Pentagon, I have found myself  thinking of nothing but the same today.  It’s a hard feeling to shake.  The utter shock and disbelief that our country, our FREE country could be subjected to such an outrageous and devastating tragedy still reigns true till this day, 10 years after first hearing the news.  The hows and whys that were muttered by millions replay in my head as I begin to think of what my eyes stared at on the television and ears heard on the radio stations.  I, among others, stood in disbelief as each report broke over the sound waves. The trademark skyline, no longer pictures the World Trade Center… The world changed that day…Everything
just stopped.

For me, not much has changed in 10 years.  The shock and disbelief still linger on, but are intermingled with sadness, anger and pride in the present day.

After watching several documentaries in recent days and reading reports and articles, I am taken right back to that initial moment 10 years ago when the world STOPPED…   Overflowing with emotion, I sit and watch and relive the horrific scenes and emotions.  Still seemingly fresh wounds ever after time has transpired since the actual events occurred.  Here are my thoughts and tidbits about the day’s happenings on September 11, 2001 as well as my thoughts today.

Never Forget

HOW could this happen????

I still find myself asking this question.  How could something so devastating occur…How can so many people have lost their lives without a chance of escaping…How so many individuals gave of their own lives so freely while trying to save those trapped, hurt and afraid.

The fear that took over me, was something I had never experienced previously.  Staring at the images on the television have not gotten any easier.  As I sit here watching all of the coverage today, the chills down my spine and tears down my cheeks are as fresh and real as they were in 2001.  The emotional response that my body endured 10 years ago is still ever-present in today’s thoughts and experiences.  I was fortunate to not have any loved ones directly involved in the attacks or collapses or rescue efforts…yet I was still affected so strongly.  The outpouring of emotions I went through during those initial moments were inexplicable.  We as a Nation, were in shock..disbelief…angered…mourning… No matter where you were or who you were, you stopped what you were doing and watched, listened, cried and prayed…


The sadness I experienced in 2001 is the much the same as the sadness I experienced today.  The sheer fact that the event occurred and that lives were lost saddens me.  The loss of so many lives saddens me still.  Sadness for many reasons… lives of innocent people were lost that day; lives of children, parents, firefighters, policemen, rescue personnel.  People were minding their own, going about their day-to-day when their world stopped and ended without them even so much as getting the opportunity to say good-bye or defend themselves.  Their lives were taken by sick, tormented individuals.

I think my sadness lies deepest with the families that were torn apart by the ruthless actions the terrorists carried out.  Children losing a parent… Unborn children having lost a parent… Wives losing husbands… Husbands losing wives… Parents losing children… SO many lives ended… THE WORLD JUST STOPPED on 9/11.  Eventually, many of us started to “pick up the pieces” and get our emotions in check, resuming our normal, day-to-day routines.  The families directly effected by that days events would never be the same.  Their normal, day – to – day just got ripped right out from under them.  The healing process is a long and hard road that so many had to embark upon much too soon…


The fact that a group of individuals could be so ruthless as to carry out the events that occurred, sickens me beyond belief.  I hold such anger that there are such disturbed, evil individuals walking the same planet as me.  Anger that so many lives were lost, loves lost, breaths stopped.

So many lives were changed without warning, without care that I just simply get angry.  There is no further explanation I can provide.  I have such disdain for those whom orchestrated and carried out the terrorist attacks that occurred on 9.11.01.


One nation, indivisible…If ever there was anything good to occur out of these attacks this would be it.  Americans took pride in our country.  We banded together, stood strong and supported each other.  We came together to aid those directly affected by loss or injury.  We took pride in ourselves, in our rescue personnel. Words of encouragement were shared, patriotism abounded immediately.  Flags flying, hymns blaring.  Sadly it took something so tragic to help us exhibit such pride in our nation so freely.  Americans spoke out of their pride.  Americans stood behind each other.  We became ONE NATION in support of all those lives lost and loved.

I take pride in the fact that so many individuals displayed such heroic actions on that day and coming days afterwards.  The individuals aboard the hijacked flight that crashed near Somerset, PA come to mind first when thinking of heroic actions of that day. Their strength and endurance, ambition and selflessness amazed me.  The rescue personnel that so freely risked their lives or gave their lives during the rescue efforts at Ground Zero,  are the epitome of heroes.

TEN years ago….

WHERE I WAS and WHAT I was doing…

Seems like it was centuries ago at times…then again it seems like it was just yesterday.  I was 23 years old.  Had already graduated from college and was enjoying my job at Kennywood.  I was part of a group that worked at the Amusement Park in the offseason, wrapping things up for the current season and getting things situated for the following season.  We did odds and ends such as taking inventory, tagging merchandise, and restocking items.

One seemingly ordinary day, us girls were up in the gift shop in Lost Kennywood doing inventory.  One of my friends was upstairs folding shirts, another counting something else.  I was sitting outside, on a milk crate, counting key chains.  They looked like bouncy balls, were yellow and had the trademark Kennywood arrow on them.  The exact item bares no significance to the days events, I just find it interesting that I can remember those details of something that occurred 10 years ago and I can’t remember if I turned my flat-iron off when I leave for work on a daily basis these days, but that’s neither here nor there.

The radio was blasting…given the time of day, had we been in the warehouse, Howard Stern would have been on.  But I can almost guarantee that since it was just us girls in the gift shop, we probably had B94 on.  My friend, folding shirts upstairs yelled down that something happened in New York…we didn’t think much of it, but as she continued to listen and share and more reports kept coming over the radio, our world just STOPPED.


Today I am reminded of how lucky I am to be a citizen of this great nation.  Albeit a nation that has seen such horrific tragedy, our nation came together on that day.  We came together in support, strength and prayer.  I continue to keep those whose lives were lost close to my heart, their families in my prayers.  I continue to pray for those who are haunted by their memories of that day. The heroes who risk their lives everyday to keep us safe will forever be honored.

  I am thankful for those who defend our country so that I can maintain the freedoms that make our country the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Our world stopped 10 years ago…we continue on.  Honor those who defend us.  Remember those who died for us.  Cherish those with us.

How were you affected?  Where were you at that very moment???

I’m about to be a Palindrome…Lucky me, turning 33! (Updated)

It’s still officially my birthday week!  

Apologies to those who have received this twice…. WordPress went a little wacky on me and didn’t publish the most recent draft like it was scheduled to do at 11:11pm.  Sooooo here is the correct post!

On Thursday, I will enter into a super cool, elite club that only becomes available once every ten years….

I’ve gotta soak it up for all its worth because membership in this club lasts but a single year.

Little sis is joining the 30’s club in a few short weeks…

Mom is joining the 60’s the same day as lil sis turning 30…

SOOOOoooooo, I don’t wanna be left out in the exciting birthday club festivities.

What is so exceptional about turning 33 you may ask?!?

Well you see, I’ll be a palindrome for an entire year!

A Palindrome!!!

Yes, I am one of those nerdy number lovin’ peeps that seems to spy palindromes EVERYWHERE…. ALL THE TIME.  Well more so recently than I have in the past.  I kid you not, every time I look at the clock it is a palindrome.  Anyone else out there like this?  Please tell me I’m not alone out here! Someone  has got to find number loving a lil sexy?  No?!  Really?!?!   Darn.  My bad.





a word, line, verse, number, sentence, etc., reading the same backward as forward, as Madam, I’m Adam  or Poor Dan is in a droop.
As I said I notice them EVERYWHERE, but it’s usually numbers more so than phrases.  I look at the clock on my laptop and it says 9:59…. a few minutes later I look and it’s 10:01.  Next time I look at my phone it’s 12:21.
Driving home from my cousin’s house Friday night…. I’m stopped to make a turn and look at what I saw…
It honestly has been freaking me out a little because it’s been happening so frequently lately, but this whole turning 33 thing… I’m gonna revel in it for all it’s worth!
My 22nd birthday was by far my most fun and memorable so far.  I was able to hang out with a bunch of my friends, intermingling my college friends with long time friends and Kennywood friends which never, ever happened… We had a BLAST!!!
For my 33rd I don’t have any big plans…  not sure what will be going on at all.  I’m pretty sure it’s not going to involve bar hopping and doing shots.  That, my friends would prolly end up badly!
Let’s just say this….
I’ve got high expectations for this number 33….  we shall see what happens come Thursday and for the next 364 days that follow!


And now I leave you with a fun tune by Weird Al… yes, you read that correctly!  lol
The whole thing was written using only palindromes!!!  Pretty cool 🙂
Ooooh!  Guess what!   It’s 11:11 PM…. Nighty night my friends 🙂


It was a long day…

It was a SLOW day. 

My feet hurt and I’m incredibly exhausted.

There wasn’t a good turn out at the craft show … Quite frankly it was D.E.A.D alllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll day.

Here’s my spread… 

The Goods


This picture’s not that great and really isn’t flattering to my display, but it was the only angle I could get ALL of it in the shot!  Guess I needn’t have worried about not having enough stuff!  Tons was left and had to be brought back home.  At least, now I don’t have to make as much for the next show I do, which I am hoping will be in June.

Nonetheless,  I will say…

Today was an awesome day.

I had lots of awesomely wonderful moments today that made my day a winner…

I woke up to good luck wishes from my blogging friends and received a couple good luck texts and tweets too. 

My best friend Jaime was a trooper and skipped her morning coffee to come help me set up for the craft show…  The two of us work really well together.  She knows when I’m stressing and just kinda steps back and lets me at it, while providing the calm to my storm.  This girl and I have known each other for most of our lives without even knowing so… Apparently we met when we were 4 years old in a preschool program, which wasn’t discovered until about a year ago when I found a program from graduation and saw her name in it right above mine…neither of us remember this of course.  It wasn’t until highschool that we became close friends, being inseperable for 4 straight years. 

1996, Senior Pictures


Ughhh.  Gotta love it… 15 years have gone by soooooo quickly.

 We’ve gone through periods where we’ve lost touch for a while, but somehow, some way, always end up being there for each other.  In recent years, I’ve grown to love this gal as a sister…  we are more than friends, we’re family.  WIN.

Love ’em

I went on a little about her clan in my post about hugs.   Her family is my family… just love ’em to pieces. 

Ahh, Forgive as I’ve digressed.

Back to today….So Jaime helped to keep me sane when I was starting to panic and freak out the closer it got to be to 10AM.  Thankful this girl was there to reign me in… 

Got our better halves???? I dunno…

Unfortunately my camera had a mind of its own today and deleted the only good picture we took… This is what we were left with… Nice, huh?  THANKS for your help Jaim!


Soon after my near meltdown, my cousin arrived to keep me company all day.  THANK GOODNESS for that!   Spirits were down a bit because it was so slow and stuff just wasn’t selling.  Marci was the little birdie reminding me that in order to sell stuff, there’d have to be people there and there just simply weren’t any there!  We chatted and sang….Awesome songs were playing on the radio overhead ALL day, which made for some mighty fine entertainment; especially towards the end of the long day while I broke out into dance when we were packing up!  Fun times 🙂  Win. 


Unfortunately my camera also decided to delete the picture I had of Marci, Jaime and I.  😦  Stupid camera! FAIL.

I was blessed with wonderful family and friends, who came out and supported me, just to visit or make purchases.  People I see pretty regularly and some that I haven’t seen in YEARS!  WIN!!!

Three great friends from my Kennywood days came out today…. One of which I haven’t seen in about 8 years and the other closer to 13 or so.  The third I saw at the last craft show I did in December for the first time in aboout 8 years or so as well. I was so very happy to see these ladies;  brought back lots of awesome memories of my younger, more naive and plain old “stupid” days hanging out with Beth and all the shennigans that Krissy, myself and the other fellow members of the FYC partook in during our work day and many after hours outings.  Sarah and I had tons of fun too during my first two summers there… The three stands of us youngin’s were always acting a crazy fool!  So incredibly awesome to catch up a little bit  and am hoping to get to meet up with them in the near future to catch up and reconnect.  Seriously Beth, Krissy and Sarah; we need to meet up soon!!!! These gals were a HUGE part of my life at one time, having spent our ENTIRE summers together while working at the park.  Good times, great memories.  Over the years, friends may come and go; some are there always; some you may never hear from again.  regardless, they were meant to be there for those specific points in your life.  I’m happy to have had so many great friends in my life over the years…  Very lucky.  WIN.

While I didn’t sell nearly as many pieces as I did in December, I did end up in the “green;” making profit above my expenses for the show.  So I’d say that is a win.

I had 4 people place special orders. Win.

I got a couple AWESOME leads for some pretty big craft shows later this year.  Another Win. 

I made TWO purchases as the craft show….

Button Bracelet!!!

A Button Bracelet!!! I just LOVED it!!!! Thought it would make a great addition to my spoon bracelet… 🙂  WIN.


Sweet tooth!!!

Of course I bought some yummy treats too!  Couldn’t resist the Chocolate covered pretzels and a S’more! 

Mmmmmmmmm….   WIN. 

I came home and unloaded the car…. WIN.

Stubbed my toe on the corner of the wall after tripping and hitting my funny bone on the chair.  FAIL.

I might add that this is the second time this week I did the above mentioned… think that qualifies as a DOUBLE FAIL.  😉

Getting ready to relax with a hot bath … WIN.

This girl’s exhausted!!!


Indulging and relaxing a bit

Catching up on all my bloggin’ buddies happenings that I’ve missed out on over the last couple days while sipping on some BV Reserve and ginger as a special treat…. WIN.


All in all I’d say I’m a pretty lucky gal.  Surrounded by the BEST people; much needed laughs; memorable times.

 Time. To. Relax.

AND SLEEP!!!!!!!

Today was an AWESOME day….

I’d call that winning.

“All Mixed Up” by 311 – Thursday Throwback

Band: 311

Album: 311 ( Also known as The Blue Album)

Song:  All Mixed Up

The Memory:

 I believe it was during the summer of 1998, I was taking 6 credits at the local Community College.  Had to cram them in before the following semester due to a change in majors.  My advisor failed to point me in the right direction when switching from Accounting to Elementary Education so I had to take some sort of History/Geography and a Math class.  For the life of me I can’t seem to remember either course’s name specifically… I was annoyed beyond belief that I had to spend my Saturdays in class when I could have been at work ( I enjoyed it, what can I say?) or hanging out with my friends listening to tunes or going to a concert or something, anything else other than sitting in class.  If anything, I was pretty convinced they’d be a breeze to get through since I “heard” that classes at CCAC were a cake walk. 

Hmmm.  I was misinformed to say the least… The professor was a STICK-IN-THE-MUD with a monotone voice…  Teacher in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off voice.  Pure torture! 

Luckily I chose the seat I did as I was surrounded by a pretty cool, hysterically awesome, crew of peeps that didn’t want to be there any more than I  did.  We had incessantly long breaks where through our delirious antics, which were driven out of sheer boredom and disdain,  kept us moderately, if not completely entertained. 

Each week, we’d take turns piling in one of our luxurious (remember, college students) automobiles and head out for a fine dining experience at any number of fast food establishments, where we’d continue to cut up and act a fool as young-in’s  do.  My luxury car at the time was a Dodge Shadow… I was stylin’ and beyond ecstatic when my turn to chauffeur arrived as music selections were driver’s choice.  I worked diligently the whole week before my turn to create the best, most AmAzInG mixed tape… (Holy cow, did I just date myself) Songs included on this trophy-worthy, prize-winning playlist were  STOP! by Jane’s Addiction, What I Got by Sublime and Plush by Stone Temple Pilots to name a few.

I guess I should mention that I had a bit of a crush on one of the fellas in our little cohort of fun-times.  We had the same taste in music, he displayed a good mix of outspokenness and level-headedness, super funny and a BLAST to be around… not to mention he was VERY easy on the eyes.  We became pretty close over the weeks, even talking on the phone during the week in between classes.  Now, I was pretty shy at the time… (still am to a degree but not nearly as much these days) … BUT, I worked up the courage that my week was the week I was going to ask HIM out. 


Boring professor dismisses us for break and we head out to pile into my car for MY turn to drive, My turn for music, MY time to ask Chris out after we ate… MY NERVES  were so bad I could hardly concentrate, but made it to Wendy’s (told ya, fine dining experiences) in one piece laughing and ready to grub.  Lunch seemed to drag on unusually slow of course but finally the time came for us to head back to campus.  Chris was gathering up his stuff and I hung back with him, “Shoo-ing” all the others off.  He and I headed out and I just did it … “So, hey.  I was thinking maybe you’d wanna go out sometime. Dinner and a movie or something? What do ya think?”  His response, “Awww Meg, I love ya honey. But, I’m as gay as the bluebirds happily frolicking in the sky.” 

My mouth dropped and all I could think was…HUH?  WHAT!?!  You’ve gotta be kidding me!!!!  OMG!  I am sooooooo embarrassed. 

 It apparently was also quite obvious to him that I was completely oblivious!!! 

I looked at him and all I could muster up was, “Ummmm.  Doesn’t it figure the one guy, the first guy, the ONLY guy I’ve ever worked up the nerve to ask out plays for the other team. Never again, seriously never again.”

He grabbed me, picked me up and giving me the biggest hug, spun me around.  He lost his balance and we both ended up on the ground. I mean we fell hard to the pavement.  All we could do was laugh.  Laugh uncontrollably as we walked back to the car as the others waited; wondering what happened I am sure, we just continued laughing as we piled back in. 

As I began to regain composure, I pop the tape back in and what should come on but All Mixed Up by 311.  Chris looked over at me, in stone cold seriousness singing the first 2 lines of the song…

” You’ve got to trust your instincts and let go of regrets…”  , followed by, “Ummm. Meg, DON’T trust your instincts babe. They’re awful!”  Everyone else was completely confused, so Chris then proceeded to tell them what happened, catching all the others off guard as well.  SEE!  My instincts weren’t that off!  No one else knew either!!! … the giggles took over for the remainder of the ride back to campus. 

And so for the rest of the summer, the phrase “All Mixed Up”  became a bit of an inside joke to our little group, throwing references in whenever one could. All I could do was laugh and shake my head. 

 Summer classes came to an end in the beginning of August.  Most of us kept in touch for a while… some of them came to visit me at Kennywood, we went to a picnic at one of the girl’s houses.  Chris and I stayed in touch for the next 2 years… emailing and talking on the phone.  He even came up to visit me at Edinboro once… taking me out to dinner and a movie! 🙂

It was a great summer.  Definitely a memory, I’ll never forget.  This is the first time I ever shared the complete story with any one… Probably the last time too! So feel lucky if you’re reading this!

One thing I know for sure… 

I don’t think I’ll be asking another guy out… ever again.  

A big THANKS to Carrie for posting this video on FB today… As soon as I saw it, I knew what my blog post was gonna be tonight!