Meg Dowell Writes

I really haven’t been good at keeping in touch with you lately, have I? It’s okay. Stick a band-aid on those emotional wounds and suck it up.

You know that list of 100 things I keep mentioning? Well, it’s officially a list of 50 things now. Most of them are pretty awesome. They’re basically the real reason I haven’t been writing as much this month. So, if whilst reading this you were looking for someone (or something) to blame, there’s your answer. Though, I’m sure attacking a list of 100 things Meg wants to do before she dies wouldn’t be very effective. It would probably eat you. Just a heads-up.

Speaking of eating things, did I ever mention to y’all that my hair eats things? Well it does. You know the edges you tear off of notebook paper? (I call them frillies, but they apparently don’t have an actual name. At least, I don’t think they don’t. I’m far too lazy to look it up.) Out of pure amusement, Evie tore off a tiny piece of it and stuck it in my hair. We still haven’t found it.

Before I go, I want to share something special with you.

Prom = aawesome.

Soon to return,

Meg-darling