Saturday, November 21, 2009
Blogging 101
Clearly I am still a novice blogger, as evidenced by my post below. I'm still trying to navigate how to publish posts and rearrange things, and I'm obviously still in the learning phase. In trying to move my text up to the top of the screen, I somehow thought hitting "Ctrl + P" would miraculously copy, move, and paste my text up to the top of the screen. However, it does not. Hitting "Ctrl + P" will actually immediately publish your post as it is. Lovely.
Fighting Irish
My mom and dad came up to Rochester for a visit and we had the awesome opportunity to spend Saturday afternoon up in South Bend at the University of Notre Dame! It was such a great time and the weather could not have been more perfect. We were able to tour the campus, see the Basillica, visit the bookstore and even attend the Notre Dame/Navy football game. It was nearly perfect and Evan and I were thankful that mom and dad were willing to make the trip!Girls Day Out
A few weekends ago I had the pleasure of spending an afternoon in Indianapolis for a "girls day out". It was a great time - in lieu of a baby shower, my friend Angela planned a fun relaxing day for me with some friends in Indianapolis. It was SO much fun!
We started the day with brunch at Angela's. Then from there we treated ourselves to pedicures (foot massages are amazing these days!) to beautify our tired feet. Afterwards, we made our way over to "You Are the Potter", a paint-your-own-pottery place, where we all picked out our own pottery and came up with creative ways to paint and decorate it. It was one of the best parts of the day and surprisingly very relaxing, especially to me, seeing as I would normally avoid any and all type arts 'n' crafts activities. We all really enjoyed ourselves and spent nearly 3 hours there!
We finished the day with a yummy dinner at St. Elmo's Steakhouse downtown, which lasted nearly 4 hours! It was so nice to get to spend some time with my girlfriends and get away for a little bit. Thanks Ang for creating such a memorable day for me!
Angela and I post-pedicure, waiting for our nails to dry
Heather and I picking our masterpieces
Our selections: a piggy bank for me for the nursery, coffee mug for Angela and brush holder for Heather
A surprise cake brought out to me by our waiter "Toole" (yes, his real name and yes he was). Of course the cake was courtesy of the girls as well.
What a fun day!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Is it bad......
.....when 2 of your current favorite songs are sung by Miley Cyrus (aka Hannah Montana)? I'm thinking yes.
I was driving today and her song "Climb" came on the radio and I was reminded how much I absolutely love that song. And then I was also reminded that she was nearly half my age. It's tough to get old.
I was driving today and her song "Climb" came on the radio and I was reminded how much I absolutely love that song. And then I was also reminded that she was nearly half my age. It's tough to get old.
Bloomington-Bound Boys
On the day of the baby shower in Nky, Evan and the boys packed up and headed to Bloomington for the day for the IU football game. Here's a picture of them with their "fake" cigars to celebrate the birth of Keegan (Brian's son) 1o days earlier, quite the Motley Crew! I think they all had a great time and the Hoosiers pulled out a W as well! From L to R: Evan, Brian, Matt, Joel, Dad.Belated Baby Shower Post
Almost a month ago, my family hosted a very fun baby shower for me back in Nky and I wanted to post some pics! Aunt Jane, mom, Meagan and Sarah collaborated to put together a very memorable afternoon for me in celebration of Baby G's arrival. Everyone had a great time and the big surprise for me was that my sister flew in from Charleston to be there for celebration! A majority of the time was spent laughing at my expense, about my lack of innate motherly abilities (I opened a large box of wipes and thought they were diapers; a completely innocent mistake if you ask me!).
Here are some of my favorite pics:
Here are some of my favorite pics:
The Party Planners
Despite my earlier mistake, I did, in fact, know that this was a bib. (Thanks Aunt Louie!)
My mom has become a whiz on the internet and found the idea for these rattle-shaped cupcakes!
My mom and Meagan joined forces with Evan and his mom to find some baby pics and put together this picture board for us - I absolutely loved it! And everyone agreed that Evan was a much cuter baby than I!
Mom and Aunt Jane taking a break after a long (but fun) afternoon!
My mom has become a whiz on the internet and found the idea for these rattle-shaped cupcakes!My mom and Meagan joined forces with Evan and his mom to find some baby pics and put together this picture board for us - I absolutely loved it! And everyone agreed that Evan was a much cuter baby than I!Mom and Aunt Jane taking a break after a long (but fun) afternoon!Wednesday, October 28, 2009
A Surprise Houseguest
After spending the last 4 weeks marooned in Ft. Wayne for a work project, I was thrilled to be able to come home this past weekend! It was so nice getting to spend some time relaxing at home and catching up with Evan.
Sunday was a lazy day and Evan and I spent most of the day watching football and doing odds and ends around the house, inclusive of laundry, tidying, etc. Both of us agreed that our house was overdue for a good cleaning, but not wanting to ruin a committment-free lazy Sunday, we both decided the cleaning could wait.
On one of my many trips up and down the stairs to get laundry, I walked into the kitchen, and my eye happened to catch something. I froze in my path as I noticed a tiny (but still very obtrusive) mouse sitting on my counter. Yes, I said mouse. Now, for all the other homeowners out there who probably think this isn't that big of a deal, this happens to be the first mouse I have ever had in my house. While the mouse was actually very small, he may as well have been Micky, complete with white gloves and bouncing around on my counter. He caught sight of me and scurried back behind the stove. I calmly walked downstairs to let Evan know that there was a mouse on the counter and did we need to have a family meeting? He kindly reminded me that we did live right near a field, and, uncharacteristically of us, we had numerous open chip bags, cookies, etc sitting on our counter. He said he would talk with his dad that night as to what the best course of action was and it was nothing we should really worry about. For whatever reason, I was very content with this answer and walked back upstairs to resume my laundry-gathering.
I'm sure most of you can see where this story is going....yes, I walked right back upstairs, not 3 minutes later, and the mouse was back and now aggressively going after crumbs on the counter! I could not believe the courage of this little guy. What did I do? Immediately start screaming Evan's name, as I was frozen with my eyes set on watching his every movement. Evan came upstairs to meet my furry little friend. His first remark? "Oh, he is really cute". Not quite the response I was going for. After much debate (in whispers, of course, because we didn't want the mouse to hear our plans) of what to do, we decided we needed to catch the mouse and make sure he did not make 1929 Maples Ct. a permanent home. Now, I believe every couple should have to go through this process - I promise it was better than what I imagine therapy to be like - lots of strategy, discussion, encouragement, positive thinking, etc. Evan was the designated "catcher" and my role was to keep my eye on the mouse, who was absolutely ready to move in. To protect himself, Evan donned my beautiful pink dishwashing glove on one hand and a cardboard box in the other. Once we realized that the box really wouldn't do any good, we knew that Evan just had to catch the mouse with his hand and then put in a bag of some sort and take outside. Or at least that was our best plan. Evan slowly snuck up on the mouse, and tried to grab it, but of course, it scampered away. Evan didn't give up though and he trapped the mouse in the sink and then grabbed it with his gloved-hand! I couldn't believe it! He quickly put the mouse in a plastic bag (provided by me) and rushed outside. I will spare the details of what happened to our temporary resident once outside - feel free to ask Evan for those details.
Once Evan got back inside, we both looked at each other as if we had been through the most traumatic event ever. We smiled and both agreed we were a little shook up about it all, but relieved that it was over. The thought of a mouse being anywhere besides outside where he belonged was too much for us. My only regret is that I couldn't get a picture of this momentous occassion as it was rather priceless. I was instantly reminded of when I was in gradeschool and my parents were trying to catch a bat in my bedroom with a tennis racket and brown paper bag, in the middle of the night.
Oh, and for those of you wondering - kitchen cleaning immediately got bumped to the top of the list and was completed that evening.
Sunday was a lazy day and Evan and I spent most of the day watching football and doing odds and ends around the house, inclusive of laundry, tidying, etc. Both of us agreed that our house was overdue for a good cleaning, but not wanting to ruin a committment-free lazy Sunday, we both decided the cleaning could wait.
On one of my many trips up and down the stairs to get laundry, I walked into the kitchen, and my eye happened to catch something. I froze in my path as I noticed a tiny (but still very obtrusive) mouse sitting on my counter. Yes, I said mouse. Now, for all the other homeowners out there who probably think this isn't that big of a deal, this happens to be the first mouse I have ever had in my house. While the mouse was actually very small, he may as well have been Micky, complete with white gloves and bouncing around on my counter. He caught sight of me and scurried back behind the stove. I calmly walked downstairs to let Evan know that there was a mouse on the counter and did we need to have a family meeting? He kindly reminded me that we did live right near a field, and, uncharacteristically of us, we had numerous open chip bags, cookies, etc sitting on our counter. He said he would talk with his dad that night as to what the best course of action was and it was nothing we should really worry about. For whatever reason, I was very content with this answer and walked back upstairs to resume my laundry-gathering.
I'm sure most of you can see where this story is going....yes, I walked right back upstairs, not 3 minutes later, and the mouse was back and now aggressively going after crumbs on the counter! I could not believe the courage of this little guy. What did I do? Immediately start screaming Evan's name, as I was frozen with my eyes set on watching his every movement. Evan came upstairs to meet my furry little friend. His first remark? "Oh, he is really cute". Not quite the response I was going for. After much debate (in whispers, of course, because we didn't want the mouse to hear our plans) of what to do, we decided we needed to catch the mouse and make sure he did not make 1929 Maples Ct. a permanent home. Now, I believe every couple should have to go through this process - I promise it was better than what I imagine therapy to be like - lots of strategy, discussion, encouragement, positive thinking, etc. Evan was the designated "catcher" and my role was to keep my eye on the mouse, who was absolutely ready to move in. To protect himself, Evan donned my beautiful pink dishwashing glove on one hand and a cardboard box in the other. Once we realized that the box really wouldn't do any good, we knew that Evan just had to catch the mouse with his hand and then put in a bag of some sort and take outside. Or at least that was our best plan. Evan slowly snuck up on the mouse, and tried to grab it, but of course, it scampered away. Evan didn't give up though and he trapped the mouse in the sink and then grabbed it with his gloved-hand! I couldn't believe it! He quickly put the mouse in a plastic bag (provided by me) and rushed outside. I will spare the details of what happened to our temporary resident once outside - feel free to ask Evan for those details.
Once Evan got back inside, we both looked at each other as if we had been through the most traumatic event ever. We smiled and both agreed we were a little shook up about it all, but relieved that it was over. The thought of a mouse being anywhere besides outside where he belonged was too much for us. My only regret is that I couldn't get a picture of this momentous occassion as it was rather priceless. I was instantly reminded of when I was in gradeschool and my parents were trying to catch a bat in my bedroom with a tennis racket and brown paper bag, in the middle of the night.
Oh, and for those of you wondering - kitchen cleaning immediately got bumped to the top of the list and was completed that evening.
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