Happy Eyes

“Happy the eyes that can close.” --from Cry the Beloved Country

Thursday, March 29, 2007

A Stitch in Time

I wish that I had taken pictures of all the different cross stitch creations I've made over the years. In large part, the things I stitch, I give away--birth samplers especially. I learned to cross stitch from my next-door neighbor in Colorado Springs when I was about 8 years old. I did it a lot when i was younger. The last thing i remember making (in my youth) was a cheerleading bear on a sweatshirt (it was awesome) for my best friend in 9th grade (she did not stay my best friend for long as she had aspirations of popularity and boyfriends and I really didn't care that much about either). Anyway, I stopped cross stitching for a long time, until September 11, 2001.

I used to be such a news-junkie. I was always up-to-date on current events. After 9/11, the news was so horrible and distressing that I couldn't watch without busy hands. So I started stitching again. I started with Lady Liberty, which i thought was very appropriate and I was pleased with the results. I have a partially finished "Families Are Forever" in my craft area and I did some other fun, easy projects (like one I just now realize I haven't seen since the move...hmmm?...).
When I was put on bedrest with Bode at 20 weeks, I started working on a daunting Noah's Ark pattern that I'd had for years, just waiting to be pregnant and have a reason to stitch it. I would lay or sit down in the basement and stitch all day long. It was totally addictive and kept me busy and sane with 3 1/2 months of bedrest. It was a very intricate pattern and included beading that I'd never done before and was afraid to do. Beading ended up being really fun and a nice change from the stitching. I had intended to put the finished Noah's Ark in the nursery but once it was finished I didn't want to hide it away so I display it for all to see in my home.
Then there's Bode's birth sampler. I found the pattern while I was pregnant and loved it but didn't buy it for some reason I don't recall. I assumed I'd be able to buy it when I was ready to stitch it, I guess. Well, when I was ready to buy it, it was discontinued and nowhere to be found. I was totally bummed. BUT!!!! Thanks to EBAY, I found it two years later and bid like crazy, paying 6 times what it was worth (but it was worth it to me!). I love it and think it's perfect for Bode.
I have one for Keegen that I started while I was on bedrest with him. I like it but don't love it. It's hard to find a good birth sampler--they are often too cutesie. I'll have to pull it out soon and reevaluate and decide if it's what I want for him. I stitched Christmas stockings for both boys. I need to have Keegen's finished (have someone make the actual stocking around the stitching) and then I have the patterns for mine and Doug's. Fun to have something made by my own hand hanging in the house (and not just "Made in China" like a lot of my Christmas decorations ;)).

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Work (creative title, eh?)

Today was my first day at work as an actual nurse. I went to the downtown location to orient to the outpatient surgery unit and was really surprised at how instantly comfortable I was. Granted, I didn't take a full patient load and it was a slow day (perfect for learning the paperwork). The nurse precepting me is the nurse I will be job-sharing with so it's nice to get to know her. She even commented at how quickly I was getting things, especially since I haven't worked for so long. Sooo, that was nice. I'll work again tomorrow in the GI lab. The hospital I'll be at is supposed to open April 25th. Feels surprisingly good to be back in the swing!

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

A Very Blustery Day



We ventured outside to the little stream by our house. It's really just a part of a run-off pond, but they've made it look nice with all sorts of rocks around it. It was freezing out! So cold and windy--it reminded me of the wind and cool weather at the Outer Banks, which was a pleasant thought. Bode had a great time. He ran up and down the hill, gathering rocks and hucking them into the water. Being outside with rocks and water makes him so happy!

Keegen wasn't as impressed with this activity as I didn't put him down in the mud to enjoy himself. But we did call our friends Kole and Joss and they met us there for a bit. We didn't stay long since Keegen was ready for his nap but we had a good time while it lasted and I enjoyed catching up with K and J's mom Krista.

I love Keegen's litte puffy vest! Keegen and Joss--born just 4 days apart!



Blame it on the Rain



I guess this can be a sort of "flashback Friday" (although it's Tuesday) since these are pictures of Bode when he was about 8 months old...I showed him these on the computer and he was adament that it was NOT Bode, but baby Keegs...Anywho...

I used to pride myself on being outdoors with Bode in all kinds of weather. He was a hardcore gotta-be-outside baby/toddler and other than naptime, we spent the majority of our days outside. It was really easy in Columbia, surrounded by numerous tot lots, Lake Elkhorn and the playground at Owen Brown. We'd step outside our house, get on the path and walk to and around the lake. We'd spot blue jays and orioles, bunnies and squirrels, the heron on the lake, ducks, geese. Rain, snow, sleet--we were there. I remember during numerous walks taking mental pictures of everything because I just loved that lake and the people we passed and the animals and thinking to myself how much I cherished it. I'm so glad I consciously appreciated it while I lived there. It's interesting to me that now that we are away from that environment--the green and wet of it all (it's very arid here--arid with few trees and the majority of the trees we do have are evergreens and just not the same!) I now realize how connected I felt to nature when surrounded by the trees and animals. I assumed the mountains would be a fair exchange for the trees and water. I love the mountains, but it's just not the same. Proximity, for one thing. Maybe I need to make more of a connection with the mountains and then they will be a better replacement?

It's been awhile since we've really spent a lot of our time outside. It's been a very harsh winter, it's super windy here (the one thing I really can't stand), and, well, I'm tired! I've realized I need to embrace the weather here, wind and all, and make the outdoors a priority once more. Bode and I have better days together when we get outside. It's raining today. I so very much miss the rain! Except, the rain here? NOT like the rain on the east coast. It reminds me of the rain in Utah--I was so excited my freshman year at BYU that it was finally raining. I went out in it with a friend and was shocked by how cold it was--unlike the bathwater warm of Virginia rains! We got a great rainstorm here last night--heavy rain and thunder that woke Bode. I enjoyed going in and out of sleep to the music of the storm. Bode has already been outside to wipe down his Tonka trucks in the backyard but came running back in after a few minutes because it is really cold! (as a side note I was totally impressed that he willingly wiped down the trucks without complaint. Usually anything wet or messy just puts him over the edge so I was excited to see that!). Maybe today we'll go explore the "stream" on the edge of our neighborhood, now that it might have some water in it! Rock-throwing anyone?

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Bode at 3

Click here to go to the post I worked on in February on Bode. It's been in my "drafts" for awhile.

Keegen 11 months



Holy cow! Eleven months?! Next thing you know you'll be celebrating your first birthday!!! Well, let's see what's been going on this month...

You:

  • are a crawling and cruising maniac. You can't get enough of moving moving moving


  • get into anything and everything. Certainly not the bins full of toys, but mini-DVDs, files, the bathroom; etc.


  • are a dancing fool. Turn on some music and watch you bounce to the beat


  • are eating more real food. Mac and cheese and peas seem to go down well


  • are already very opinionated and LOUD about it


  • make the sign for "bottle" (and are incredibly impatient about it)


  • wave at people whenever we are out


  • have five teeth--the second one on top finally popped through and a third one on top is just peeking through


  • refuse to stay remotely still for a diaper change. Heaven forbid I slow you down for one second!

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Birthdays have always been a big deal to me and Doug. We have a tendency to over-celebrate. It's not just the day, it's at least the week that we make excuses to celebrate, i.e. "Oh, let's go out to eat tonight--it's my birthday" or "Ya, let's have that cake for breakfast, lunch and dinner, it's my birthday." As time marches on, I've just recently realized that my birthday and Doug's, really aren't that big a deal anymore. This is not a complaint or any source of sorrow. Just a realization. I will be 32 (GULP) this year. THIRTY-TWO! I can remember when that was O-L-D. And now that we have two small children, their birthdays and Christmases are what matter more.

I especially realized this today as I did some things at work. With this job I have, I am required to take call--be on-call if needed on some weekends and holidays and the occasional weeknight. I'm switching around to take a co-worker's weekend (as i would prefer to take an extra weekend as opposed to the inconvenience of a weeknight if I'm called in and Doug happens to be out-of-town). Anyway, what it came down to, was, I would take her weekend but I would need to take Weds, May 30th and Thurs, June 14th. No biggie, right? Well, May 30th is my birthday. Do I care about this? Surprisingly, no. Doug and I used to make a HUGE deal out of my birthday in particular because it usually falls right on Memorial Day weekend. We'd go to the beach or camping. Once we spent a fantastic weekend in New York City. This year, I'll be happy to hunker down at home with my boys and some yellow cake with chocolate frosting. Sitting by the phone, of course, just in case...

Monday, March 19, 2007

Doug's Two Cents


Doug sent an email to his brother who is serving a mission in El Salvador. I thought his comments on the boys were cute and worth saving here!


Bode Updates --

Bode is starting to remember his dreams and he has some weird ones.
The other morning he got up and said to me "Daddy, I didn't know you could
turn into a tree" (I am guessing most of you didn't know that either).
Bode went on to tell me about his dream (not a dream to him) and how
there was this other boy and he told me to go upstairs and how I turned
into a tree in the front yard. I am certain that this was his
interpretation of the Tree of Life in Lehi's dream as our son is
brilliant and so spiritually in tuned. Then a few days later, out of
the blue he walked up to me and said "Daddy, don't turn into a tree" to
which I promised I would do my best.

We were making omlettes the other morning and Bode picked up one of the
eggs, looked at it, shook it and then asked me "Daddy, is there a bird
in this egg?". I went on to explain how it is just the embryo and
taken before it is fertilized that that is what we eat all the time. Just
kidding, I simply said, "No, we don't eat the eggs that have baby birds
in them".

Keegen Updates --

Keegen is getting into everything. He has climbed into the cleaning
supplies under the sink, loves to go at the outlets and crawls right up
to the edge of the stairs and proceeds over. No fear and no sense.
Luckily Bode will usually tackle him about the waist as he heads for
the stairs. Keegen doesn't appreciate it, but we sure do.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Sundays can be so crazy. I decided I need to be more organized so we can get to church on-time with as little stress as possible (and hopefully manage to brush Bode's hair and teeth before leaving...). So last night I made sure my CTR 5 lesson was ready and that i had everything packed in my bag (including the SNACK--heaven forbid i forget that!), made sure the diaper bag was loaded with necessities and snacks for sacrament meeting and books for B. Sounds like an obvious thing to do but now that we have 9AM church I'm finally realizing I need to be better prepared. We have to be out the door by 8:40 and that comes up quickly.

Getting out the door went smoothly. Doug actually got Bode into an acceptable, clean, almost matching outfit (go Doug!!). Our ward is getting so big that the seats go all the way to the second section of the cultural hall (of the three sections). We usually end up in the very back but today we were closer to the front of the cultural hall (we choose to sit back there so the kids can eat--it's definitely a noisy bunch so I stress less back there, too).

I got a call last night that the other CTR 5 teacher wouldn't be there again today, so would I mind combining the classes? (again, I did this last week too). I really don't mind. BUT today, I had 19--NINETEEN--kids in the class. NINETEEN just recently potty-trained 4-year olds. There are usually about 8 active kids in each class. Today a less-active girl, a new kid and somebody else made it 19. We ended up doing the class in that 3rd section of the cultural hall because none of the real classrooms would fit us all. It was frustrating to me--I felt like I had almost zero control over them. I mean, how do you keep 19 kids from running like wild animals in the gym? Just before lunch? In the 3rd hour of church? Ugh. I did have a helper but even that didn't seem to help. I tend to do a little bit of the lesson, then a craft/coloring, a little more lesson, maybe walk outside for 5 minutes, and then the snack. With 19 kids, the craft was nearly impossible, the lesson was shaky at best, and it was the worst "I need to go potty" day yet. Doug came to the class in the middle and helped keep kids in their seats and at the end did a wonderful job with Simon Says while we were waiting for parents to find them in the gym. I don't feel like they learned anything. I had to laugh when I overheard one little boy tell his dad what a GREAT class it was today. He is a wild one and i think he was revelling in the chaos!

I had an annoying interaction with a parent at the end. I posted my helper at my usual classroom to redirect parents, and I stuck a note on the other classroom to tell them where we were. I had 3 girls left and decided to take them to find their parents. This particular dad gave me a hard time commenting that his daughter is in a different class every week and this and that. I just said, listen, we had TWENTY kids today and we needed a bigger space. I wanted to say, hey, next time, why don't you roll up YOUR sleeves and slop through this instead of me, ok buddy?? But i digress...

I am surprised that i really do like teaching this class. Honestly, Primary is the LAST place I want to serve. Yes, I would rather be in Relief Society. I would rather be taught something and have my own lamp filled. I don't do enough studying on my own and could use some help and going to class would be nice. But these kids, as hard as they can be, are awesome. They are so cute and so excited to see me when i get to Primary. It amazes me. It makes me feel good! I hope they are taking positive things away from my class, too.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Best Buds

I love these fresh, young friendships. This is Bode and Zeke--Zeke is definitely Bode's "best friend." Zeke has proclaimed that about Bode as well. It's just too cute. I love that at 3 and 4 years old, children are so open to each other. You run into another 3-year old on the playground and he becomes a friend as well. When does that change and we decide we're too cool or too old or too something to be so open and friendly? I hope it lasts as long as it can in my boys' lives.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Happy news

Our neighbors across the street were baptized today! I mentioned them once before, that they started going to church while I was visiting family in Virginia. Really amazing to me that it was just a month from first discussion with the missionaries to baptism. I am so happy for them. It was such a nice place to be this evening, sharing this experience with them. Doug gave the talk on baptism and it was fairly well-attended by ward members. Both M. and B. were baptized. I'd wondered if B. would be ready, but he was. It was wonderful to see a family start new like this!

I went to our local church bookstore to find a gift for them and was surprised at a moment I had where i felt totally emotional thinking about their baptism. It surprised me, really, because I'm not one to be super-emotional or cry easily. Just the blessings that will be available to them and the positive step this is makes me so happy for them. I ended up getting them the church's FHE handbook, Children's Hymnbook and a blue spiral bound hymnbook. I think it's nice to have those in your home.

It was Bode's first baptism and I wondered what he'd think about it. So when I asked him, "What did you think of the baptism?" on our way home, he responded with a very strong, "Good!" Appropriate. He said something about how they went in the tub and took a bath. He seemed pretty fascinated by the whole thing. It was probably such a "good" thing, too, because we let him not only eat a cookie at the reception following but a piece of cake too. That's a big deal for him...

So, yea for them!

Friday, March 9, 2007

Rumination

I've debated for a long time whether or not to write about this topic in my blog. It's so completely in my head that i hope that if i just get it out, then maybe i can stop wasting so much time thinking about it! I think of all the real problems in the world and this issue seems so petty in comparison, but, well, maybe i'm petty.

We bought this house of ours for many reasons. One of them being that we were blown away by the view out back, seen especially from our four kitchen windows. I could stand and wash dishes or sit at the kitchen table and see all the way down the 7th hold of the golf course and see way down the mountain range from north of Pikes Peak to Cheyenne Mountain. From the couch in the family room it could be seen too. Just gorgeous.

Our next-door neighbors moved in about a month after us. Seemed like nice, down-to-earth kind of people. From the country, used to living on 5-35 acres. And they decided to buy a home on just under 1/4 acre, and the house swallows up the vast majority of it. This summer I noticed an area staked out that I thought (hoped) might be for a garden. Come to find out, they were planning on building a shed. I was bummed. It was right on the fenceline/property line and directly in front of at least two of our kitchen windows. Doug and I talked about it and then Doug went to our neighbor and asked him to build it further back behind the corner of his house so the impact on our house would be less. He responded positively with an "Oh! I didn't think of that! No problem." We were relieved and happy that we'd dealt with it directly and in a mature manner. We live in a community with covenants and everything has to be approved. We figured by going straight to our neighbor we could avoid any problems.

Well, he built that shed right where it was planned originally, except he moved it back, oh, maybe 18 inches. We'd asked for about 6 feet. The shed is huge. Much worse than I'd imagined. I was and still am sick about it. I now look out my windows and see a solid brown wall. I've moved my furniture around in an attempt to adapt since from my family room it blocked three of the four windows. I moved the kitchen table closer to the windows which helped a little.

Not only am i sick about the physical shed but about what i now feel are my crappy neighbors. I've never had such terrible, hateful feelings toward a neighbor. I really think he is an evil man. Sounds extreme, but he exudes this horrible energy. My neighbor's wife recently came over to argue that they had moved it back, shrunk it down even, and had the nerve to state we weren't specific enough in our request and that we should have gone back to them while they were building it to ask them to move it again. Seriously. Her head bobbing back and forth as she argued.

We complained to the management company that is in charge of our neighborhood. It's an incredibly long story but the following letter explains more of what has gone in with this issue.

I'm hoping that in the future (please let it be the near future) i will come across this blog and laugh at myself for being so upset and obsessed with this problem. I hope i can soon let it go. Because right now, it is always on my mind. And it is such a waste of time and energy. I have two beautiful boys and a husband to care for and think about and instead, everytime i look out my window, everytime i see said neighbor, even everytime i am away from the neighborhood and drive back towards home, my thoughts go straight to the shed and the hate and anger i feel. Absolutely ridiculous. Get over it, right? I can only hope.

Here's the letter we sent to the management company...


6 March 2007
Ms. L.W.
Chief Executive Officer
W. Management
their address

Ms. W:

We are writing to express our frustration and disappointment regarding Warren Management and M.G.’s handling of our grievance/concerns.

In July of 2006, we approached our neighbor at #### C Road, when we learned of his intention to build a shed on the property line between our houses. At that time, his plans had not been submitted. When landscaping plans were submitted, the shed was denied. We asked our neighbor to build the shed further back (east) behind the corner of his house. When our neighbor proceeded to build the shed in a location blocking our view we contacted W. Management for assistance.

For the past seven months we have been told by M.G. that 1) the shed has been denied; 2) our neighbor has the option of shrinking down the shed or moving it to the other side of his house.

In a series of conversations in December, Ms. G. told us the shed had been approved because the owner at #### called her and told her that we approved the shed. We expressed our concern as we had not approved and had no intention of doing so. Ms. G. then apologized saying she had confused our case with another case and that the shed was still denied and our neighbors would have to shrink or move it. As a result of this conversation with Ms. G., we sent an official letter of complaint regarding the shed as she said she needed our complaint in writing.

In January, Ms. G. informed us that if we approved of the shed in its current location, the DRC would approve it. We emphatically stated that we do not approve of the shed in its current location and were told by Ms. G. that W. Management would continue to pursue an agreeable resolution to this issue.

Late last month, said neighbor informed us that the shed had been approved. We contacted Ms. G. and she confirmed that the shed was approved.

This is unacceptable. At this point, we are not only upset about the shed itself, but W. Management’s handling of this matter. We should not have been given this information from the neighbor we are disputing. For seven months we have asked W. Management to enforce the covenants and protect our interests.

During the past seven months, we received very little communication from W. Management unless we persistently called to get Ms. G. on the phone. We should have been informed directly by W. Management that the shed had been approved and had an explanation provided. We were not informed of the reasons for the shed’s sudden approval until we called Ms. G. for an explanation.

The explanation given was that because a shed of similar size and location a few houses down was approved, this shed had to be approved too. We disagree that because a similar shed was approved that another has to be as well. The shed that was approved previously is on a larger lot and affects a home on a larger lot. That shed blocks one den window as opposed to multiple kitchen windows. And the shed was approved before anyone occupied the adjoining affected lot. W. Management failed to protect that future homeowner and now sees this as a precedent to continue?

As stated in the W.H. (neighborhood) Design Guidelines Section 8, 8.1.6, “Consideration of visual impact upon adjacent residences shall be given on all accessory structures.” Based on the fact that this approval was made purely on precedence, this was not considered in our case.

We are forced to continue paying dues to an association that does not look after the interests of homeowners, does not enforce its own covenants and after a matter of time simply caves to any requests.

We respectfully request that this issue be reexamined and the “impact upon adjacent residences” be given its necessary consideration.

Sincerely,

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Snowshoe for Fun

I said I would post pictures of my snowshoeing adventure in Breckenridge once I got them. Well, finally got them! Thought I'd add a few more fun ones, too. Good memories!