Sara here from Suburban
Oblivion!
Posting on Megan's blog is a really big deal to
me, in an intimidating kind of way. The girl is smart, like 'uses a lot of 5
dollar words' smart. I'm pretty sure she majored in anthropological theories of
the physical universal philosophies of medicine or something. Ok, I exaggerate,
but not much. So here I am feeling like the cute but dumb girl who got invited
to the MENSA banquet because someone needed a date. I'll play along, but don't
expect me to put out tonight.
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I met Megan this past winter on an online site. We really
didn't talk much beforehand, but she came highly recommended by a few other
people there, so when she said she'd be in town and wanted to meet up, I said
sure. We met at a coffee shop, and probably spent the first five minutes
doing nothing but reveling in being away from our children. She had a really
cute bag, and even cuter hair, and something about her face I just totally fell
in love with right away.
The conversation...I still laugh to think about it. Total
hodgepodge of things about our backgrounds, our children, our husbands, and our
writing. It went every which way, but once we hit on the writing part, boy did
the tide change.
You probably won't be surprised, but Megan is a deep thinker. So
deep I seriously wonder how her head doesn't explode with some of it. Not
realizing this, she blindsided me when she started asking me about why I blog,
and who I blog for, and where I hoped to go with it. Until that point I hadn't
given it much thought, I was just kind of rolling along. We discussed all
kinds of deep stuff like the merits of pen vs. computer (she's a total pen and
paper girl, I am not), writing for an audience, and if sharing your work
threatens its purity. Deep shit I tell you. Deep, but had a really
profound effect on me, and after meeting her I went home with so much on my
mind for the first time ever I had to grab a piece of paper and write it all
down to explore later on. She not only has these deep thoughts going on, but
has a way of drawing you into it and pulling that kind of thought process out
of you as well. The girl would make an amazing teacher if she ever decided to
go that way.
Just for the entertainment value I dug up the posts we made on that message board reporting back on the meetup, it’s neat to look back on it now from the middle of a much more evolved relationship.
I got to meet Meghan last night!
Let me tell you, she is one of the most awesome people I have met in a loooong
time! I was afraid we might not have much to talk about, boy was I wrong! We
totally lost track of time and after 2 1/2 hours both kinda went "Omg, is
it really 10:30??" Some randon things about her..
She has the cutest pink bag.
She's very down to earth, not a Gapmom at all *whew*.
She is a VERY dedicated writer.
She is absolutely brilliant. Seriously. We must have talked for over an hour
about our writing/blogging, and she asked a lot of questions that truly I never
would have even thought of. I think she missed her calling as a creative
writing teacher.
She has the prettiest hair.
I wish she lived in
Mobile, because I'd love to see her often.
She WILL start blogging regularly; I'm totally pushing her on it! She's got a lot of talent.
I had this picture in my head of her having a heavy accent living in
Mississippi, but turns out she lived in
We are completely opposite in that she is VERY much a pen and paper person, and I don't write anything down, I type it into my laptop, even random phone numbers.
That’s all I can think of right now, honestly our blogging conversation dominated the night, and it made me think so hard I actually came home and jotted down a few notes about it to further think on and blog about. (On paper M, are you proud?? LOL)
If you ever get the chance to meet her, DO!
Okay, I kid. Sara was freakin' awesome, girls. Just as you would expect.
First impressions:
She is naturally pretty, which is delightful because I can always use a pretty
friend. Slender and approachable, which immediately puts you at ease.
Does not like to carry a purse. Does not like coffee. I was thinking, at this
point, that I would have to just leave her there with her little cup of cider
and no-purse-carrying self, but then remembered that purses (and, thank you, I
do love my pink bag!) and espresso (and, yes, I do like 'em big, but decaf for
the baby) do not define me. So on we pressed...
Her conversations are sort of like a labyrinth of information. She starts out
at point A, and you know she's headed for point B, but she enthusiastically
explores every nook and cranny of memory along the way. By the time she makes
her original point, you have learned far more about her than what that original
point would have relayed. The best part is, she does it coherently.
She's not one of those people that you have to sort of remember their point for
them, as about half way through they say, "What was I talking about?"
It's fun to listen to her.
Probably most interesting, though, is that she is not simply agreeable for the
sake of being polite with a new friend. She disagreed with the way I phrased
something a couple of times and it was really refreshing to recognize that she
was actually listening to and thinking about what I was saying. I sometimes
wonder that about my husband.
I did ask her about her blog, rather extensively. I just haven't been able to
commit to blogging because I am such a pen and paper kind of girl. As I
told Sara, I kept journals for 17 years, losing close to 50 of them in total in
the hurricane. It's been tough to embrace a new medium, let alone committing to
writing again after such a loss. She was a virtual wealth of information. So
much fun. A whole new level of encouragement to explore the platform.
Having said that, I promised Sara that I wouldn't make our chat so damn
literary next time. I expected much more gossip,
much less theory!
After more than a year of no other (other site) mama's down here, I am awfully
grateful for our Sara's arrival. Had a ball and we will definitely do it again!
We may even bring our kids... someday.
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So there ya have it, the real dirt on Velveteen Mind and how we came to meet. Something of a meeting of the minds, albeit her genius one to my shallow one. She's the deep thinker, I'm the one with the hooker heels. Somehow it all works ;) If you want to check me out, head over to Suburban Oblivion, and be sure to check both of us(plus the Queen and the Playgroupie) on Blogtalk Radio!