Thursday, February 18, 2010

Getting ready

I'm getting ready to spend some quality time with my favorite girls!



Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Ugly sweater contest

We had the first ever ugly sweater contest at work on the 24th of December. There was a small problem with it. All the residents loved our sweaters...and some were pretty ugly.

Mine for example, have different colors of ribbon woven into the sweater with decorative beads. But the residents loved it!!!


I've already started looking for my sweater for next year.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Football and the Ballet

Ryan loves BYU football, actually loves is an understatement. He is devoted to BYU football. So when BYU recieved their invitation to the Las Vegas Bowl, Ryan already had plans in place. His Dad flew in from Southern California and they met up in Vegas for the big game. Turns out it was a good game to be at. BYU won by a lot and Ryan was very happy.

He flew back the next day to a blizzard here in Denver. His flight was delayed leaving Vegas and I was worried he wouldn't make it back. Afterall, he had bought me tickets for us to see the Nutcracker Ballet for the day after the game.

He made it back just in time and we inched our way along from the airport to the Perfoming Arts Center in downtown Denver.

I have never been to a ballet, but we used to watch the Nutcracker on PBS at christmas time. I absolutely loved it! Ryan on the other hand, well, I'm not sure he will ever want to go again with me. He was okay as long as the men had costumes on over their tights but once the men starting dancing around in the tights, well, it was all over for him. He wanted to know where one could buy tights that accentuated the muscle tone of the backside. Hmmm...now I know what to get him for his birthday :)


Monday, February 8, 2010

A fantastic end and a new beginning?

January 24th was perhaps a landmark day in our marriage. That was the last Sunday that I would have to work (at least this year) and it also marked the most amazing culinary achievement that I have yet witnessed from my dear wife. To clarify, Carrie can cook very well at times but mostly she lacks the motivation to cook for just the two of us and sometimes she can get distracted which can affect the results. The entire time I was working on Sunday she would cook so that when I got home at 7:00 we could have dinner. It was my favorite meal of the week because I would just walk in the door and sit down to eat. Each week when I'd come home as I got out of the car I could smell from the garage what we were having for dinner.

As I got out of the car two weeks ago there were various smells in the air so I couldn't really distinguish what was on the menu that night. As I opened the door to our kitchen I realized that not only had Carrie cooked dinner (which was lemon chicken) but she had also baked a loaf of zucchini bread that she'd said she was going to make ever since we shredded up zucchini in the summer. Most women might be saying, "what's the big deal, she made some bread and cooked dinner." Here's why that is so significant. Carrie can juggle 20 things with one hand normally. However, once she crosses the kryptonite boundary into the kitchen she loses all her powers and seems lucky to avoid burning herself. OK, that might be a bit of an exaggeration but it really was quite an accomplishment for her to cook and bake for the same meal and she made both things to perfection, the chicken was probably better than I've ever made it and the bread was moist and delicious. That one night gave me hope that once we have a family and Carrie stays home, there might be more where that came from.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

My trip Part 3 - the adoption scrapbook

A while back I received an email from my Aunt Karen about an adoption agency in Utah, Heart to Heart adoptions. Aunt Karen works at a hospital and knew several people that had used this agency and had heard good things about it. Within 1 week, her sister, my Aunt Norine also sent me an email to tell me about her friends who had used Heart to Heart adoption agency and didn't have to wait very long for placement. How crazy is that - and I don't think either of them knew they were both referring me to the same agency. (Aunt Karen, Aunt Norine - is that right?)

Ryan and I talked it over and decided to see what it would take to start with this agency. We wanted to keep all our options open as we would love to have a family and would just be peachy happy to have many kids.

We met with a worker back in August and started to pull together the paperwork we needed. But the blasted adoption profile was hanging over my head. I was intimidated by it. I was scared. I had done one before, but this was different. Since my first one, I had heard too many stories about birth mothers picking their family because they fell in love with their profile scrapbook. Talk about pressure! I think I psyched myself out and it just got to be too much. My sister Crescent and my madre offered to help me make it while I was out there visiting. The previous weeks I had spent hours and hours debating about the colors scheme I wanted, what Ryan didn't want, something simple, but not dull, something cute, but not overboard and showy. Finally I purchased the supplies along with some different accent options and I packed it all up.

Mom and Crescent were great to help. And it was fun! We got to talk and I had somebody else to make decisions and tell me it didn't matter if this picture was 1/2 inch to the left or right etc.

So I took it home to finish. But I didn't finish it at home. When we went back a month later for my brother's wedding, my sister and madre helped me label all the pictures and hook everything to the paper. Thanks Crescent and Madre! I know you probably had other things to do, but It was so nice of you to help me out. I just wanted it to be done. And now looking back, I love how it turned out. I wish we had made an extra one for Ryan and I to keep (we made 3 for the agency). But I'm not sure I want to make another one.

Cover with the cute ribbon bow















And there it is. Would you choose us if you saw this?

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Utah Trip Part 2.2

It was really starting to snow on our way back to Ogden after our library/wedding trip. I mean really coming down. I had just left a blizzard in Colorado and here I get another one. We hurried home for the shower we were having for Emily, my brother's fiancee. Luckily family and friends were still able to come even with the blizzard. And it was nice to meet her mom, sisters and other family. Even her Grandpa came.




Then all the girls headed over to Costco for a shopping trip. This is us trying to not draw attention to the fact that only 1 of us has a Costco card and the rest of us just leach off that 1 person. (Thanks Mom). It was hilarious. First, we go to the self check-out lane, and things keep not working, then it won't accept cash, the guy must of thought we were a less intelligent life form here from another planet.


It just kept snowing the rest of the day and night. The next morning on our way to church, I got mom's car stuck in the driveway. Then I got it stuck on the side of the road. Yep, that was me. I got the car stuck. Luckily, the neighbor was nice enough to help my brother-in-law push us out of the driveway onto the side of the road.



That Sunday we had a fun family party with the siblings that were close. Abby and I went out with her dad to play in the snow. Well he was shoveling, but then we decided to build a snowman family. The rest of the day it just kept on snowing so my dear sister Alisa had to stay over another night. I was hoping to keep her for longer, but she finally decided to break loose Monday morning.


The rest of us (Abby, Caleb, Crescent and I) went to story time at the library. Abby talks about Sarah all the time. Sarah is the leader of story time and she is great with the kids. I want to be a story time leader just like her someday. She was so entertaining. Well that either shows that I am easily entertained like a 3 year old or this Sarah has some talent.

Come back for Part 3...should be posting soon.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

My love of libraries and books (part 2.1 of the trip)

Saturday morning Mom was going to wedding of our cousin Carly down in Salt Lake. I was looking for any excuse to get within 10 miles of a Salt Lake County Library so it was perfect. I dropped mom off at the wedding and headed over to the Columbus Branch. I walked in and for just a moment - I was perfectly happy. I love libraries...I love reading...I love books...I especially love libraries in Utah that have all the books in the Deseret Book catalog that I want to read, but can't afford to buy. Unfortunately, Colorado libraries just don't stock the Mormon books like Utah does.
Back to the point...I could spend hours in the library. I have been known to spend hours in the library.

For a long time, my Dad worked in downtown Salt Lake City about 3 blocks from the old Salt Lake City Library. When I was 13 or so, my Dad took me to work with him one day and then when the library opened, he walked me over and I spent the day in the gigantic library (gigantic compared to my little Riverton library branch). I spent the morning perusing the isles and reading the books. I have to admit that at that time in my life, all I wanted to read was "Sweet Valley High" and "Sweet Dreams" romance books. At lunchtime he walked back over to get me and ate lunch that Mom packed for us that morning. He walked me back the library and told me he would be back to get me in a couple hours. What a perfect day. I even remember what the outfit I was wearing. And I was able to get my 3 inch bangs to stand up perfectly at 5am. Dad was nice enough to let us me use his city library card and check out 30, yes 30 (the limit) teen romance books. I spent the next week at home devouring those lame books.
Looking back, I wonder how Dad felt about hauling my books back, a grown man returning 30 teen romance books. So let me take this moment to say sorry Dad, but thanks!

The next time he took me was in the summer. On the drive in, I asked him where his lunchbox was because I was going to be hungry for lunch. He told me not to worry about it, but I was worried. Dad took his lunchbox every single day he worked. He never went out, he always had his black lunchbox with him. I tried not to worry about it, but I just knew I was going to be starving by lunch. When he came to pick me up for lunch that day, we crossed the street to eat lunch at Burger King or McDonald's. I'm not sure which one it was. But I had never gone to lunch or any meal with just me and my Dad. I'm not sure what we talked about, but I remember thinking I was pretty lucky to spend the day in the library and have lunch with my Dad. I got a cheeseburger and some fries, I remember because I really wanted fries, but I didn't know if that was t0o extravagant. But Dad said to go ahead and get them. And I did. And they were good.

And that just might be where my obsession with reading and libraries began. I would like to say that I read much more sophisticated books now. Does Jane Austen, Elizabeth Gaskell and Shannon Hale count as more sophisticated reading? Maybe...maybe not, but I still love to read and I am always on the lookout for a good book.

So thanks Dad for the fries and the use of your library card.

The new Salt Lake City Library

Monday, February 1, 2010

My thoughts on the dress code

My thoughts on the dress code at my work...if I must wear hose, I'll find some fun ones.




Now I just need to figure something out for summer when it's way to warm for these.