Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Buddy Time

I went to Minersville for the weekend so I could visit my sweet buddies. I left Hunter home because he tends to get jealous if I pay too much attention to anyone other than him, LOLOLOL! It was so nice to spend time with my cute sisters and their adorable kids. I spent several hours holding little Kiera, and there is nothing better in the world than snuggling with a wee one. What a sweet pea! Here are a few photos from my weekend:
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When I returned home, my husband gave me a nice surprise. Actually it wasn't so nice...he snuck up on me while I was unloading the car and scared the *&%$ outta me. He LOVED himself...thought he was so funny. What a goof troop; I can't believe how much I miss him when we're apart. I tried to document my day by taking a picture of him...this is what I got:

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{sigh}. He may not be cooperative, but at least he's cute. Guess I'll keep him for another week. :)

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Smarty Pants

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Last week Braxton's school presented him with a pretty impressive award. He received a Certificate of Outstanding Performance for scoring in the top 10% nationally on the Iowa Tests. His high scores were in Reading, Science, Social Studies, and Total Composite. I am so proud of this guy that I'm practically bursting at the seams!!! I always knew he took after his Aunt Rachie, ha ha. Way to go, buddy!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Muddy Suzy

We took our Suzuki (affectionately known as Suzy) off-road this weekend. First we went up an ATV hill:
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Then we followed a dirt road that disappeared into a creek. So we followed the creek. We went through some pretty impressive terrain. I was dying to get a picture, but if I had stepped out of the vehicle I'm pretty sure I would have sunk to the middle of the earth, the mud was so deep. So you'll have to use your imagination. :) I have to admit I was kinda nervous; I kept thinking we would get stuck for good. Fortunately, due to the glories of four-wheel-drive and Hunter's skilled driving, we didn't even come close. And it was awesome! Here are the after-effects:
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Poor Suzy was absolutely plastered. There were even chunks on her roof! It was a lot of work to get her clean again. I waited patiently while Hunter did all the grunt work:
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I think Suzy lost about 85 lbs in that wash:
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And finally, good as new!
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We might have to do this again sometime.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Digi Goodness

I was so excited to learn that Jessica Sprague is now offering templates for sale at her site! I love her templates; they are leagues ahead of the standard templates you'll find at most digi-scrap sites. Better yet, she's even provided a coupon for 10% off your purchase, good until February 28th. The coupon code is: 49HLK326.

Here's a layout I made with one of the two-page templates by Jessica Sprague:
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Haha, I just realized I didn't ever update the "date here" text on the layout. Whoops!


Even more good news: Designer Digitals is offering a two-for-one special on Shutterfly books. Click here to get the details; you have to purchase your book before March 2nd. This is perfect for me because I'm trying to finish a book about Maddie's first year...and the more I work on it, the more I think I want to keep the book for myself, rather than give it to Messie! Lol! This way I can get two books...if I can only get the darn thing done in time! Cross my fingers...

In the meantime, my computer is NOT cooperating. The monitor has been giving me fits for several weeks now, and the last fews days it has been pretty much unviewable, if that's a word. Here's how it looks now:
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Yes, this is a problem. Fortunately for Rachie, the Sheedy household has multiple computers. Praises!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

H+R=

This was my Valentine's Day gift to my sweetie. I actually started it last fall and then got distracted by other projects, so I didn't finish it until this week. It was a lot of work, but it might be my favorite one yet!

Click here to view this photo book.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Brand New Sweetheart

Look who arrived just in time for Valentine's Day! Meet Kiera:
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She arrived yesterday at 2:10, weighing 7 lbs 6 oz. I finally got to meet her this morning...and boy, is she snuggly!

I love this one...they look like they're smiling at each other:
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She's ticklish, too!
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Do you think Ruth will notice if I "accidentally" take her home with me?
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I think I'm in love. :)

Friday, February 13, 2009

Lucky 13?

While I wait for news of Ruthie's impending delivery, I can't help but ponder the significance of Friday the 13th. I found this interesting article which contains 13 Facts about Friday the 13th:

1. The British Navy built a ship named Friday the 13th. On its maiden voyage, the vessel left dock on a Friday the 13th, and was never heard from again.

2. The ill-fated Apollo 13 launched at 13:13 CST on Apr. 11, 1970. The sum of the date's digits (4-11-70) is 13 (as in 4+1+1+7+0 = 13). And the explosion that crippled the spacecraft occurred on April 13 (not a Friday). The crew did make it back to Earth safely, however.

3. Many hospitals have no room 13, while some tall buildings skip the 13th floor.

4. Fear of Friday the 13th - one of the most popular myths in science - is called paraskavedekatriaphobia as well as friggatriskaidekaphobia. Triskaidekaphobia is fear of the number 13.

5. Quarterback Dan Marino wore No. 13 throughout his career with the Miami Dolphins. Despite being a superb quarterback (some call him one of the best ever), he got to the Super Bowl just once, in 1985, and was trounced 38-16 by the San Francisco 49ers and Joe Montana (who wore No. 16 and won all four Super Bowls he played in).

6. Butch Cassidy, notorious American train and bank robber, was born on Friday, April 13, 1866.

7. Fidel Castro was born on Friday, Aug. 13, 1926.

8. President Franklin D. Roosevelt would not travel on the 13th day of any month and would never host 13 guests at a meal. Napoleon and Herbert Hoover were also triskaidekaphobic, with an abnormal fear of the number 13.

9. Superstitious diners in Paris can hire a quatorzieme, or professional 14th guest.

10. Mark Twain once was the 13th guest at a dinner party. A friend warned him not to go. "It was bad luck," Twain later told the friend. "They only had food for 12."

11. Woodrow Wilson considered 13 his lucky number, though his experience didn't support such faith. He arrived in Normandy, France on Friday, Dec. 13, 1918, for peace talks, only to return with a treaty he couldn't get Congress to sign. (The ship's crew wanted to dock the next day due to superstitions, Fernsler said.) He toured the United States to rally support for the treaty, and while traveling, suffered a near-fatal stroke.

12. The number 13 suffers from its position after 12, according to numerologists who consider the latter to be a complete number - 12 months in a year, 12 signs of the zodiac, 12 gods of Olympus, 12 labors of Hercules, 12 tribes of Israel, 12 apostles of Jesus, 12 days of Christmas and 12 eggs in a dozen.

13. The seals on the back of a dollar bill include 13 steps on the pyramid, 13 stars above the eagle's head, 13 war arrows in the eagle's claw and 13 leaves on the olive branch. So far there's been no evidence tying these long-ago design decisions to the present economic situation.

I love random minutiae like this; the little ironies in life that give so much meaning to the seemingly insignificant details. Of course, I also love the big moments in life, like the birth of a new niece. Hopefully I will be able to bring you those details shortly! Yay!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

365 Update

It's been a while since I've posted my Project 365 progress, so here ya go. I am loving this project, even though it can be a challenge to find something photo-worthy. Of course, I always think my husband is photo-worthy and I would love to use him as my subject more often...but he is not amused by this. LOL! He's worse than any of my nieces and nephews when it comes to cooperation, and he's quite proud of this!

Anyway, picking up where I left off:
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I have to admit, that last "photo" is not technically a photo. But why take a photo of something on my computer screen when I can just grab a screenshot? And the screenshot worked out so much better...so I'm counting it, lol. I have to give special emphasis to this photo:
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Is that not the sweetest thing? I've never seen a cuter eskimo kiss, I'm sure of it.

Well, that's all for now. Stay tuned; I have a Valentine project that I can't wait to share! :)

Monday, February 9, 2009

That Darn Murphy

Question: Does this look like camping weather?
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Answer: Well, you tell me. Normally, I would say "no". I might even say "%$&#, no". This weekend, however, I said, "Bring it on". What was I thinking?!

I'll tell you what I was thinking. It went like this: St. George + Sunny + Camping + Sand Dunes=Good Times Had By All. Hunter and I were looking forward to an awesome, relaxing, warm weekend. We even had new buggies that would go perfectly with the surplus of sand there. We booked the campsite and started planning our super-awesome weekend.

As the weekend approached, the weather forecast turned against us. Things did not look optimistic. Nevertheless, as we packed our bags and travelled southward we carried hope in our hearts. After all, living in Murray has taught us that weather forecasts are rarely accurate and most storms phase out before we see any sign of them. Maybe our luck would hold out?

We found a welcome sign at our campground:
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It was a bit chilly that evening, but no colder than many of the nights we spent camping on our Seattle trip. It actually makes for some cozy camping, for the most part. Unfortunately, it makes those middle-of-the-night bathroom runs completely miserable. I have no idea how a person can go years without getting up during the night, and the one night she spends camping she absolutely cannot wait until morning! It's a mystery to me.

It rained all night long, and the next morning was still pretty chilly. Hunter was undeterred, and got up at the crack of dawn. I, on the other hand, needed more time in the warm, cozy tent. While I slumbered, Hunter took some pretty impressive photos:
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The rain brought with it a bit of flooding, and some impromptu waterfalls. We could hear some of the temporary waterfalls during the night, and once the sun came up Hunter was determined to seek them out. All this water in the rain-starved desert proves to be an incredible sight!
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Our campground had showers, and when I finally decided to brave the cold I knew a shower was in order. Let me just tell you, it was not a pleasant experience. For starters, there were no faucets; just a chain that had to be held down in order for the shower to run. So what happens when you have to let go so you can open the bottle of shampoo and wash your hair? No blessed hot water. Instead, freezing cold air. And what happens after you turn the water back on to rinse your hair? That glorious, blessed hot water is no more. It has been replaced by the most evil of all experiences: death by cold shower. I'm pretty sure I have never moved faster than I did during that shower. It was truly brutal.

After the death by cold shower experience, I told Hunter I had to sit in the car with the heater running so at least my hair could dry. I was freezing, to put it mildly. It was the shortest twenty minutes of my life, and I'm pretty sure only about eight of my hairs actually dried. But Hunter knew I would be miserable if I got too warm and had to face the cold again, so we went on a hike. Can you believe I agreed to this? I was actually looking forward to the hike so I could warm up...that's how confused my brain was! Lol! The hike was gorgeous; there were random waterfalls everywhere!
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We even encountered a "meandering flood" (not to be confused with "flash flood"...this was moving far too slowly) on the way:
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See the beginning of that thing? When we reached this spot on our way back, it was an actual creek that we had to cross! Crazy. We also had to cross it several times on our way to the Three Ponds, and those crossings weren't always met with success.
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See my wet ankles? That's what happens when you don't cross successfully.
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So ya, the ponds were pretty cool and the hike felt great. I actually warmed up and had to take my coat off for the hike back. The rain even let up for a while; things were looking better and better!

Of course, that didn't last. Just as we were reaching the campground, the rain started up again. The air was quite cold; considerably colder than it had been that morning. And we were both soaked to the bone. We sat in the car and considered our sorry state. The sky was rather cloudy and things did not look to be improving. Hunter agreed that I would never survive another night in the wild and took the tent down. We packed up and headed into town where we would found ourselves a glorious hotel room. On our way, we stopped at the sand dunes and took our buggies for a run. It was a blast; these guys absolutely love the sand!
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The buggies were completely covered in mud by the time we were done...and so was Hunter! We found our hotel room and took the longest, hottest shower ever invented. Then we went to dinner like civilized people; we were famished. And finally, we slept on a real bed with the heater running full-blast. It was great.

When we got up the next morning, it was still raining. It had rained all night and the temperature had dropped significantly. But the best part came while we were eating breakfast: snow. In St. George. What are the chances?! I'll tell you what the chances are: .01%. Unless the Sheedys are in town, then it's 100%. Seriously, folks.
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Well, at least my whining was validated, right?! Anyway, the best part is that we were able to stop in Beaver and have lunch with Becca:

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It was a pretty crazy weekend. I guess that's what we get for trying to camp in February, lol.