every few months or so, someone will mention something to me about me being "granola." i first heard it from my wedding photographer about two years ago when she had called someone else "crunchy granola." when i asked her for some clarification, she only laughed and said, "meagan, you're granola." i then asked my sister who seems to like to think that she knows everything who said, "oh, you're totally granola" and then proceeded to list some characteristics. i give up. i am who i am, granola or not. but while i sit here eating my edamame i'll list the top ten reasons why i believe that you think i'm granola. tell me what you think.
10. i'm pretty liberal for a conservative
09. i collect hindu art and books
08. i know every joni mitchell, cat stevens and grateful dead song
07. i recycle what i can and relocate maple seedlings
06. i think my '89 saab 900 has more personality than my '00 saab 9-3
05. parts of my wardrobe are reminiscent of the '98 lilith fair
04. i'm a peta girl
03. i'm a lacto-ovo vegetarian because i love cake too much
02. i prefer arnica to tylenol
01. my school almost required everyone to take a drug test because "someone" used to wear patchouli and it stunk up the hallways. oops. i didn't think about the association.
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I'll join the granola club with you. I ws told that I'm very granola with Sydney.
I used to wear hemp clothing a Phish t-shirts in college. How surprising is that?
Even more surprising is that Aimee used to spend hours making hemp necklaces.
Meagan, you are like blinged out granola. I think you represent both the granola and "anti-granola" crowd. Wow! You're such a fascinating human. I think you're the best of both worlds you relocate maples AND you own Burberry!
Actually, I think that I was a granola before...a blinged out one. In high school, in Birmingham..I went to phish and dead shows, wore my birks with socks and alpaca sweaters in the winter. I attened drum circles and sat in the park all day singing dead songs with stinky kids. We sat around my record player listening to old Dead, Joni and Cat Stevens LPs and dreamed of the day we could afford a first class ticket to Haight Ashbury. Gosh, now that I think of it, once I got to San Francisco, I often tried to avoid the Haight!
Meagan, can you post on your other personas? Weren't you a skater or something. Dude, I used to skate. Uh huh..want to see my Alien worshop deck? Oh yeah..it's true, I was also a jibber out on the slops with my twin tip Burton. My olies never stuck and a McTwist was only a move in my dreams.
While we're on the subject of granola. Try this, it's AWESOME. I did it too my Dad.
Go into a home where you know they eat Grape Nuts. Take a permanent marker and scribble out the "Gr" on "Grape" and put it back. In the morning, they will eat "Ape Nuts". Yeah, cool, huh?
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