MEGA MADE

I know I haven’t blogged and I am certain my two whole followers have probably been sick, just sick wanting to know what has been going on in my life. Now that I am back to juggling work, Awanas at church, and C. is back in preschool…my blog may happen less.  You all know MEGA girl is NOT an overachiever. I did get lucky this Labor Day weekend. I got to spend some time alone, and I know you want to know what I did with the time! Catch up on school? dusting? laundry? bible study? NO Way. I caught up on my DVR time, yes I played before work. I did it, sue me. I wish I could lie to you and say that I tape CSPAN, History Channel, or even moving documentaries. Keeping it MEGAreal… I confess I love The Kardashians, The Jersey Shore, The Real Housewives, and one of my classic favorites is the MTV show MADE. ‘The series follows teens that have a goal and want to be "made" into things like singers, athletes, dancers, skateboarders, etc. The teens are joined by a "Made Coach", an expert in their chosen field, who tries to help them attain their goals over the course of several weeks’ (wikiepedia.org).
Where was this show when I was in high school? I would have loved to be MADE into homecoming queen, cheerleader, lead in a band, spelling bee champ, class slut (ok I’m kidding on the last one)…. I would be MADE into anything that wasn’t a short, flute playing, nerd. It got me thinking what would I be MADE into today? I would be MegaMade into a super mom that would never forget, never over eat, never raise my voice, never miss a step, make all my friends adore me with my talents, and have a cute haircut like Ashley Judd……but that seems kind of MEGA impossible, right? Then I really got into deep thought during commercials (I forget I can fast forward, sue me again) and wondered why any would want to be MADE into something they are not, what if we all got MADE into someone who is…self confident, happy with what God made them, proud of who they are regardless of differences? Crazy thought isn’t it.


Tonight at church I watched my son. He wanted to dress himself and so I let him. He put on navy shorts, a black, long sleeved Halloween shirt (too small) with skull and crossbones, WWE wrestling sneakers, and a pair of orange mittens. (When I was growing up if you weren’t matching and clean you were the same as a street hooker, so I try not to stress over the small details). As we began to sing to Chris Tomlin’s Sing, Sing, Sing I look over and my C. begins to break dance like his life depends on it!!! I attend a fairly conservative church, and while most children and adults were singing to the music while standing in a perfect line...my weirdo son was break dancing like he was making dollar bills. Oh yes, in his orange gloves he was doing the floor circle, power step, running man, the hip twist, you name it. Of course everyone was laughing at him, except me...I was wondering WTC (What the Crap, not WTF because I try not to think that especially in church). He looked ridiculous, but he was having a blast! More importantly I think he was praising God as God intended… without society rules and regulations.

After watching, I decided I want to be Mega MADE into my son- my crazy, wild, loud, says what he thinks- son…because he is happy and carefree and he makes his own rules about life. I know it won’t be long before he starts school and he learns things such as cool crowd, bad crowd, rich crowd, poor crowd and I’m afraid he will know the weird crowd. It breaks my heart to think he may one day want to be MADE into something else (though that may be better than watching him get drunk and naked on the Real World). So I leave you with my MEGA words of wisdom…everyone please march to the beat of your own break-dance!

With Love,

Mega Girl