Archive for October, 2011

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October 16th, 2011

Beginning of July, Matt & I were at the Cherry Creek Arts Festival when I fell in love w/ this woman’s work.  She is able to take old scrap wood & turn it into amazing looking wall decorations.  I thought some of her animals would someday look great in a baby’s room…then I fell over […]



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Beginning of July, Matt & I were at the Cherry Creek Arts Festival when I fell in love w/ this woman’s work.  She is able to take old scrap wood & turn it into amazing looking wall decorations.  I thought some of her animals would someday look great in a baby’s room…then I fell over when I saw a piece was over $700.

 

I thought I could recreate it, but didn’t quite know how.  I went through about 10 different variations, but still nothing I was completely satisfied with.   Fortunately, the process (or a process that makes sense to me) came, and I was able to make my own.

 

I started by searching craigslist for scrap wood – low & behold, there was an ad for FREE scrap wood from a torn down barn.  JACKPOT!   I acquired quite the collection of wood (more projects?).

 

 

Second, I assembled the wood onto a piece of backer board.

 

I then cleaned the house & took a nap while I waited for the glue to dry.

 

Finally, I worked some jigsaw magic & came up with this.

 

 

I am so happy with how it turned out.  And excited.  Ask my mom.  I was so excited when I called her, I bet she thought I just got my name called to “come on down” on The Price Is Right!


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stalemate

October 14th, 2011

Some days, I wonder if I should quit hoping for a healthy baby & instead hope for a healthy girl because we can only decide on a girl’s name.   This was our conversation today. i still love the name Jude it is short for Judas so? it can be just Jude…right? are you against […]



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Some days, I wonder if I should quit hoping for a healthy baby & instead hope for a healthy girl because we can only decide on a girl’s name.

 

This was our conversation today.

i still love the name Jude

it is short for Judas

so?
it can be just Jude…right?
are you against Judas?

judas was a traitor

I think Jude is short of Judah

not so much a fan

*sighs*
i like it more than Thor

not me

maybe by baby 3
you’ll like Jude Williams

what about Thor Iver Williams

reminds me of Von Iver
or whatever his name is
Jude Allistir Williams
JAW

Link Iver Williams

no Iver
iver is out
jude is in

not is it not
jude sucks

iver sucks

*crickets*


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So much randomness!

October 10th, 2011

I need to blog…I have so much going through my head…I guess that’s not new, that happens EVERY.SECOND.OF.EVERY.DAY.  It’s insane in there.   First – The Jehovah’s Witnesses have upped their recruiting game.  I guess me not answering my door & just letting my dog bark at them wasn’t enough.  But seriously, I’m not presentable […]



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I need to blog…I have so much going through my head…I guess that’s not new, that happens EVERY.SECOND.OF.EVERY.DAY.  It’s insane in there.

 

First –

The Jehovah’s Witnesses have upped their recruiting game.  I guess me not answering my door & just letting my dog bark at them wasn’t enough.  But seriously, I’m not presentable enough to answer the door on a Saturday before 10:00am.  Most times I’m not even wearing a bra…I’m sure they’d find that offensive – I find it offensive.

 

I got a letter in the mail, handwritten from Elaine, with a bible verse, & inviting me to a meeting on Saturday.  It was complete with a pamphlet.  I didn’t make the meeting, because my dad was in town, and we were to busy having an awesome weekend (more on that – see point 2)  Maybe next time…but next time I’m probably shampooing my hair & shaving my legs.

 

I never know if I should be annoyed that they don’t accept “no, I have my own faith & bible” as an answer, or be happy that they are so passionate about something that they can’t accept no for an answer.  I lean towards being happy they are so passionate about something – not a lot of people can say that.

 

Second –

My dad came to visit this weekend.  We golfed & ate, mostly as planned.

 

He flew in Friday & we enjoyed a nice quick lunch before heading the golf course.  I had this crazy idea that I was feeling good & we should walk the course.  It was REALLY hilly & I huffed & puffed like a person on oxygen WITH OUT their oxygen.  The stranger we were playing with probably thought I was terribly out of shape.  It was embarrassing.  Honestly.  My game was also embarrassing.  Dad’s wasn’t – he was a golfing rock star that huffed & puffed much less than I did, and he’s not even used to the altitude.

 

We were to golf our annual golf death match on Saturday, but it snowed.  YES – SNOWED.  Even my dad, the all weather golfer, thought it was to crummy outside to golf.  Phew…So instead, we hunkered down, ate pizza, drank beers & cokes, & watched football, followed by a nap & a lovely dinner.

 

Sunday was an adventure – my apologies again dad.  The morning started off awesome, with breakfast at The Williams’ favorite place.  We left after breakfast to get the precious cargo to the airport, but unfortunately our breakfast joint was SMACK IN THE MIDDLE OF A MARATHON, and we couldn’t escape it, unless we ran over runners w/ our car.  GREAT !  Insert stress…  My dad is a deep thinker and a genius.  As we sit at an intersection watching runner after runner run/walk by us, not being able to go anywhere, he suggested we call him a cab.  Brilliant.  So my dad & I crossed the street, lugging his golf clubs & suit case, dodging runners to a “safe place” (i.e. outside of marathon box we were trapped in).  I called him a cab and he made it safely to the airport & was at his gate with 38 min. to spare.  If you ask me, that’s plenty of time to get a coffee & use the restroom, but if you ask him, its cutting it close.  On the contrary, my current flying skills & timing should be questioned.

 

Third –

 

I had a Dr. Apt a few weeks ago.  Matt & I came to the decision we were not going to do any of the genetic screening.  Based on both families histories & my age, it’s not really necessary, and we’d love the baby anyways.  I take that back – he’ll love the baby regardless.  I might be a bit resentful if it has his genetics & comes out w/ his giant head & even larger shoulders…just sayin’.    Unfortunately, they don’ t have a “how big are the shoulders & melon” screening – I asked.  Back to the point.  I finally let Matt come to the appointment because I thought there wouldn’t be any needles or certain exams – just a chat w/ the Dr & listen to the heartbeat – I mis thought.

 

They told me they needed to take one more vile of blood.  I was wondering what for because at my last apt, they basically drained my right arm of all its blood.  Unfortunately, I didn’t get to ask what it was for, until after, but I was to focused on Matt & determining if he was going to pass out due to the sight of the needles and if I should ask her to stop so he can leave, or just see what happens.  After watching my husband turn duck & cover his head in an effort to not see a needle, I stopped her & asked him if he’d like to leave for min.  He obliged and my blood was taken.  I then asked what it was for, she said it was the quad screening (looks at a few things & determines if the baby is at higher risk for any abnormalities) .  I was pretty sure that was optional, but the deed had already been done.

 

I got word today that everything was just peachy from that.  I’d like to say that its a relief, and it is, but I won’t lie, I forgot all about it…


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*SNAP*

October 1st, 2011

*SNAP* is never a good noise to hear, especially when it comes to your finger. Matt came home from Jiu Jitsu on Wednesday night with a swollen & bruised pinky finger.  He doesn’t know exactly how he did it, other than he was doing his thing, and then everyone heard a SNAP and then his […]



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*SNAP* is never a good noise to hear, especially when it comes to your finger.

Matt came home from Jiu Jitsu on Wednesday night with a swollen & bruised pinky finger.  He doesn’t know exactly how he did it, other than he was doing his thing, and then everyone heard a SNAP and then his finger hurt real bad.


 

After much deliberation, we decided yesterday to go to urgent care & get an x-ray.  Thanks BethAnn for your professional advice.  Turns out, it is, indeed broken.  He has a “spiral fracture” on the bone between the knuckle that meets the hand & the 1st knuckle on your finger.  Fortunately he only has to wear a splint for 3-4 weeks & it should heal just fine.  Unfortunately, he can’t Jiu Jitsu for 3 weeks.  Total bummer.