Lyric Blunders

If you've ever been in my car, you probably know that I love to sing and harmonize to the radio. Get in nerds, it's the Maegan Karaoke Show! Because of my constant serenading my passengers, I have been corrected on lyrics several times. This may have something to do with my hearing at this age, …

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We built our own house, own house with our hands over our hearts

Malcolm and I moved into our new house over the extended holiday weekend. As mentioned previously, my energy for unpacking and home projects wavers and generally falls into nothingness not long after I move in. The result: lots of unpacked boxes and tubs that move around with me to all my places of residence. M …

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Acknowledging White Privilege and my Southern Roots

Growing up, I used the word "y'all" pretty loosely. As I got older, I consciously used it less and less until it disappeared from my vernacular altogether about ten years ago. When someone in Colorado or Oklahoma would say I don't have a Texas accent, I would take that as a high compliment, though people …

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