Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Dance, Dance Revolution

So when I was pregnant with Genevieve Russ bought me Dance, Dance Revolution. I absolutely loved it! Consequently one day during the holidays we played for four hours straight. Besides hiking, I don't think I've done any exercising for four hours straight. Being pregnant and basically hoping up and down for four hours absolutely destroyed my thighs and butt. I've never been so sore. But, nonetheless, I continued to play the crazy game nigh unto Genevieve's birth. I don't know if that story has anything to do with this next bit, but Genevieve loves to Dance. If music is on and she likes it, she will dance. When she was little and had colic (which my mother once commented was because of the Dance Dance Revolution), one thing that would always make her happy was dancing crazily with Allie. One of Genevieve's first words was Dance, Dance-to which she would stomp up and down. She still loves DDR and here she is "playing" it with Russ. On a side note I am staying away DDR with this pregnancy. I know it's silly, but colic is purgatory and I will do anything so this baby won't have it.

Instead of being a DDR freak this pregnancy, I'm quite enjoying ice cream. One night I was so excited about some ice cream that I made it myself. Wow was it ever good!

And here is the tree. . .

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Getting Ready for Christmas

We had fun picking out our tree this year. Genevieve wouldn't really stop for a picture, so I got her on the run. I don't have any pictures of the tree decorated and I don't have my camera, so I will post some later. But here is the before and you'll have to wait in extreme anticipation for the after.

So we've had some great storms the past couple of weekends. Genevieve absolutely loves the snow, which is fun to see, not so fun to deal with sometimes. The first weekend it snowed, she just kept begging to go out in the snow again. I don't really relish all of the wet clothes and the many changes that take place, but oh well. I'm just glad Russ has been around to help. She actually helped with the snowman. She would give him pats, just like Russ was doing. She also loves eating the snow. At first I was trying to dissuade her from partaking, but it was hopeless and I finally just gave in, figuring that she'll probably live. I still hate how cold she gets from doing it and how we still have to grab some snow to eat every time we leave, but when you see how happy it makes her, you don't mind as much.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Seven Random Things About Me

I've been trying to think of random things about me. At first I was thinking they had to be things that no one knew. Of which I'm sure there are few and probably embarrassing things that I wouldn't want anyone to know anyway. But then I realized that they just needed to be random. I can totally do random; I embody random.

1. I think I've been like Peter Pan for a long time. I've never really wanted to grow-up. When everyone was so anxious to put aside playing pretend games and imagining, I was so sad inside. I remember jumping on Sarah's tramp with Anna and either Sarah or Anna saying that we were too old for pretend games anymore. I knew I couldn't voice my distress or I would be shunned by my peer group, but I hated it. I didn't want to grow up. All throughout high school and even now, I make up my own stories in my head while trying to go to sleep. I had one storyline that I continued with through three or four years. I think I'm also the only person out there, who didn't want to graduate from high school. I absolutely, positively, loved my junior and senior year. I never wanted any of it to end. I still don't. I would love to go back for a day or so. I really hate how we are all growing up and moving away from each other. I wish that friends could be more like family, so that you would be guaranteed to see them frequently throughout your whole life. I hated when my uncles would say they couldn't pick me up or do fun tricks with me anymore because I was too old/big. I was so envious when my little brother would get shoulder rides and I knew I was way past that. As I kept growing up it just seemed like everyone was telling me that I was too old for something or another or that much loved trips, outings and activities were going to come to a close.

2. I'm sort of strange when it comes to insects and spiders. I really don't mind most of them. In fact as far as spiders go, the more hairy they are, the more I can tolerate them. I actually really like holding tarantulas. But the tinier and more spindly the spider the more afraid I am. I really hate killing spiders or most any insect for that matter. So I always have a stressful moment when I find a spider and Russ isn't around. If it's a yucky one, I really would like it killed, but I just can't do it myself. I can't even really watch someone else kill one. I don't know if I feel sorry for them or what it is. So if I'm left alone with one, I usually just end up doing nothing and then worry that while I sleep it's going to climb inside my gaping mouth. Sometimes, if I'm not feeling lazy, I will use a cup and take it outside. I hate, absolutely HATE cockroaches, mosquitoes, horse flies and bees (in that order). I freak out if I see any of them. I hate when they buzz around me and I think if someone was to leave me in a room with all of them, I'd go crazy in no time.

3. I REALLY care what other people think of me. I'm pretty sure that most people feel this to some extent. To those of you out there who don't really suffer from this at all, you are my heroes. I think that I'm worst than most people though. I harass Russ all the time (but he never makes me feel like that) by re-going over conversations I've had with people to see if he thinks what I said was ok or if he thinks that what they said means that they were mad or don't like me. I really would love to have the super power to know what people are thinking and I'm pretty sure that most of the reason is so that I could know what they think about me. Russ was just telling me last night that I have a real complex about waiters. I seriously think that they always hate me/us because I never get a drink, dessert or appetizers and I often use coupons. I often say, "I think our waitress doesn't like us" and it sometimes puts a real damper on the whole meal. Even if the waiter doesn't like me, why should I care? Good grief! But such is the case for waiters, doctors, clerks, students, ward members, friends, family or just the stranger giving me a look. It's something I'm trying hard to overcome (wasn't I supposed to in jr. high or something?)

4. I love the dark. I love the night and the stars. When I'm home or no one else cares, I have all the lights off during the day and at night I just like having on the smallest amount of light possible. One of my biggest pet peeves is when someone leaves a light on, any light on, while we are trying to watch a movie. I feel so uncomfortable. I can't concentrate on the movie and I just have an itching feeling that something isn't right and I can't fix it. I keep the blinds closed for the most part and too many sunny, hot days in a row make me depressed. I love after a few days of sun, a nice "gloomy" rainy day. Dark, rainy or snowy days make me feel calm, peaceful and happy inside. Sometimes, along with the fact that I also feel cold to the touch, I think I must be part vampire.

5. I am definitely not a homebody. I can't stand to stay at home for even one whole day. I get absolutely stir crazy. Even when I'm sick, I really want to go out for a ride in the car or anything, just so I can get out of the house. I think that's one of the hardest things for me with being a mom. It's really hard for me to not just be always on the go, always doing something. I really hated having to be tied to the house for all of Genevieve's naps when she was little. I am so happy she is finally down to just one nap (too bad there is another 3 napper on the way).

6. I love talking to people and having people things to do. I live for the times when I get to do something social. I wish that I knew more moms in my same position so that I could have a calendar full of walks, play dates or just anything that gets me talking with and enjoying someone else's company. When my week is full of places to go and people to see, I feel like it's going to be the best week ever. Consequently I don't really like being alone too much. Granted every once in awhile I like to go somewhere where I can read or just think by myself, but for the most part I love having company. When I go on errands, sleep, clean, walk, eat, drive, work, cook, go to the doctor etc. I want someone there to keep me company. Thankfully, Russ is happy to be that person. I love how much we do together. He will always go with me somewhere. I loved having Thanksgiving recently and I can't wait for Christmas, almost entirely for the people fun it would/will offer. I think that's what I love most about Christmas--all of the get-togethers!! Let's just say I'm severely dreading the downtime after Christmas.

7. I'm extremely forgetful. I assert that it is not because I'm stupid, but because I'm always thinking about everything other than the mundane, important things I should be thinking about. I've lost money, keys, purses, coats, clothes, sports equipment, important papers, ID cards etc. etc. Really I've lost so much I don't even remember anymore. It's a good thing I have Russ to watch out for me now. I'm pretty sure I would lose my own head if it wasn't stuck where it is. I'm just waiting to fulfill my nightmare of leaving one of my children somewhere. Sarah's sister once said something I completely agree with and really liked. She said that her idea of heaven is a place where you could open a door and there behind the door would be everything you had ever lost. I thought it could also be cool if each item also told you its story. Wow that would be so wonderful!!

Well that was extremely long!!! I bet Megan and all of you out there are wishing that she had never suggested that I be tagged. Thanks though, it was fun for me. I will be tagging Sarah and Anna. Anna you should get a blog, it's lots of fun!

Friday, December 7, 2007

Thanksgiving Pictures

Ok, so I'm always so behind on posting anything. It's like "Here's what we did a month ago". Pretty pathetic, I know. I'm going to try and make amends by doing a bunch of posts in a row. We'll see how that works out. Below are some pictures of some events of Thanksgiving. My Mom's fam came up for my grandpa's 80th, so we got to hang out with them a bit. We went shooting one day. My Dad is quite the gunman. Russ lovingly refers to him as the "arms dealer". He doesn't hunt, but he loves to go target shooting. He even enters competitions most every Saturday (much to my mother's lament). I'm not really a big fan of guns myself. I'm kind of scared of them. I'm such a scatterbrain about most things, I just imagine all the kinds of trouble that could happen when I'm supposed to be responsible around these deadly things. Russ snapped some quality pictures of me in action. Watch Out!!

These are some of my cute cousins on my Mom's side. I love my cousins! They are some of my best friends. It's amazing how well we all get along and enjoy each other, since some of us have quite the age gap. They were so cute with Genevieve too. I really miss not being able to get together more often. This was taken at the Gardner Mill, of which we claim some relation. One of our ancestors was none other than Archibald Gardner. We come from Serena, one of his eleven wives. We had dinner there that night and enjoyed perusing the shops and Christmas lights. Also, there is a pic of most of the whole family together.

As you can see, Genevieve really enjoyed dessert.

We had the Birthday Celebration Dinner that weekend. It was so super yummy and for the most part really fun. Nice dinners, just aren't what they used to be without a child. It's now really stressful with a lot of distracting, pleading and disaster control. Russ and I both took our fair share (ok really Russ did most of it) of walking Genevieve around elsewhere. It was a really special night though and I'm so glad I got to be a part of it. I didn't take any pictures except this charming one of my Dad and George. George is carrying the butcher knife for the cake in his belt. My Dad has the serving spatula. What can I say? We're just SO violent.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Anna Comes For Thanksgiving

I really miss all of my friends who have left me here alone (ok not alone, but sometimes it feels like that). So I loved having Anna here for a few days during Thanksgiving. I guess she didn't really come to see me, but I'm glad that Nate's parents still live here, so that I get to benefit. We had fun going on walks and letting the kids run amok.

Friday, November 30, 2007


We're having a girl! I still can't believe it. Russ and I and whomever else hazarded a guess were pretty sure we were having a boy, so when the ultra-sound woman said we were having a girl, I was completely shocked. I don't think I realized how sure I was that we were having a boy, until, even when going to bed last night, I was still questioning with Russ about whether or not they had it right. But of course they have it right. Good grief. Both Russ and I are really excited. It made it so real! For the first time I really felt like I was having a baby. We already have tons of girly clothes and I must admit I was a little nervous about having a boy. I mean, I guess you just get used to what you have and you wonder if you would know what to do with the other gender. I'm really excited for Genevieve too. It's so fun having a sister close to your age. Granted, there were definitely times when I think we would have begged to differ. We had our fair share of sibling fights, but we had some great times too. And now I absolutely love having a sister so close in age. We get along so well. She is definitely one of my best friends. I also wanted to say thanks to all of you who let me know that you are reading. I must admit I wasn't looking for any sort of compliments, but I'll definitely take them. It's really good to know who is out there and who still doesn't know about our blog (or doesn't care).

This is a pic of me, my sis. Allie and my other sis. Carly the night before Carly left on her mission (note the lack of mascara and red, puffy eyes. Ok so Carly isn't technically my sister, but my cousin. However, in my heart she's my sister.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Who is Out There?

So when I post my blog I'm extremely curious as to who is actually reading my oh so glorious posts. I know those of you who are the faithful commenters (which I love), but I'm sure there are more out there. So if you do read and don't like to comment, please just leave your name in the comment box with this post. You know, kind of like a guest book. I just want to know who is out there reading. I also don't remember exactly who I sent an e-mail out to. I hope you all had a marvelous Thanksgiving!!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

More Tripping

Well here are some more pics. We also visited Dick's, which has all of this drive-in type fare for super-duper cheap. After grabbing something to eat we went to the White Elephant. They have all sorts of great games and toys for such amazing prices. And of course, no trip is complete without a trip to Costco. I am enamored with Costco. It's sort of a family thing. Everywhere we go, we have to visit the Costco. Sometime maybe I'll have to do a blog devoted to the glorious Costco.

And here is the little landing strip, five minutes from Nakusp. Some day, in my wildest dreams, I want to fly right into this field. Wow that would be SO cool!

Sunday, November 18, 2007


Out in the middle of British Columbia is one of the most beautiful places in the whole world. I love being there. I feel so calm and happy in myself whenever I'm there. It's a bit in the middle of nowhere, but boy is it worth the effort to get there. The weather wasn't the greatest while we were there, so the pictures didn't turn out as wonderful as I had hoped (and of course, it's me taking them so we can't expect anything all that amazing).

So now to the explanation of the whole adventure. . .


By this time I should probably be pretty good at knowing and thinking about what kind of place/activity is good with a child, but apparently there's still a light on, but nobody's home. We stayed in a Bed and Breakfast in Nelson our first night. It was on our way to Nakusp and I thought it would break up the drive nicely. Also, if you've ever seen Roxanne, it's all filmed in Nelson. But a Bed and Breakfast with an 18 month old who didn't sleep a wink on our journey to Nelson, until an hour before reaching our destination, set us up for a real disaster. The Bed and Breakfast was also a bit different than anything I've ever stayed in. Most are hotel like, with a more homey feel. This one felt like we were asking a guy we didn't even know, if we could crash at his place for the night. It was anything from private, very uncomfortable, which made the plethora of times Genevieve woke up crying agonizing. She woke up super early because she was of schedule and had slept so poorly the day before. She was exhausted, but she absolutely refused to go back to sleep and we just couldn't bear letting her cry and send our host into fits of rage. So we tried to keep her happy and quiet for the two and half hours we had to wait until breakfast was served. The guy was ok about the crying, but he wasn't all that understanding either and was sure to let us know that he had heard it all. To top the whole thing off, I had been freaking out trying to keep Genevieve from breaking anything in this guys house. I was especially concerned about a stone chess set, which she was completely infatuated with and didn't want to keep her hands off. In the end, it was clumsy and clutsy me who broke one of the castle pieces. Consequently, between my guilt and apprehension at what I was going to tell our host the next day, and Genevieve's fitful night of sleep, I slept horribly. Russ slept pretty bad himself. We were all really stressed and uncomfortable. So even though I'm sure many of you would never be as silly as me, I'm still warning all of you with children to avoid Bed and Breakfasts like the plague until your kids leave home, or some generous family member will watch your kids for you.


We went down to a park right by the lake and let Genevieve chase the ducks. She loved it at first until it became evident that she couldn't catch a single one. We decided on our return to the car that it was another bad move. Our shoes were covered in lovely duck turds. Upon trying to clean Genevieve's shoes I began to dry heave and had to run away before I lost my breakfast. One happy note on Nelson was our delicious dinner the night before. Genevieve wasn't so pleased, but we made it and the food was quite good.


Finally, Nakusp, or at least that's what it felt like. Our chalet was such a welcome relief to the B&B the night before. We finally felt like we could breathe and use the bathroom in comfort. Our three days there were glorious. Genevieve got to bed on time and could take her naps which provided us with happy times hiking, swimming and playing games. What a fun trip it turned out to be. It was so great having Allie, Dad, Kim, George, Matt and Betty there to enjoy it with Russ, Genevieve and I.

Well I have to run to church...more to follow

Friday, November 2, 2007


Halloween was a lot of fun this year! It's great to have a kid, so that you can enjoy it all over again. I was so sad when I got too old to dress up and go trick-or-treat. It was the worst when the older people opening the doors would give you "the look" that you were too old for this. I love all of the kid things about Halloween and all of the really scary stuff, is just WAY too scary for me. I hate scary movies, gory costumes, haunted houses and all of the activities reserved for those who can't trick-or-treat anymore. So it was fun to recapture the magic of Halloween through Genevieve. She was entranced by all of the lights, pumpkins and decorations of Halloween. She was oohing and ahhing with everything she would see. She loved trick-or-treating, which surprised me. I wasn't sure she would understand, but by the last few houses, she was tugging Russ and I along, knocking on the doors and picking her own candy. Here's some pictures.

If you're interested, my mom has some more pics of Halloween on her blog www.karenbrentstewart.blogspot.com or on her facebook.