Monday, December 21, 2009

Coffee, Chocolate and Blogging.

Dreadfully blustery snowy day out there. Eli's napping, I'm in my pj's, so chocolate cake from yesterday, a cup of hot coffee and blogging was in order.

Lovely weekend overall! Most pleased with how it turned out. Cory working Saturday was a bummer of course, but as it turns out he didn't have to work on Sunday. Hallelujah! While he was at work Saturday I went over to the Myers' to help pick out a Christmas tree. Holly and three boys, Dallas and four kids, me and Eli trekked back into the woods behind the parsonage to find trees for Myers and Mckinneys. We of course, had already picked out our tree. Out of the closet. Holly had bought me a baby sled for Eli a few weeks ago, so I was excited to try it out. He's not THAT good at holding his head up yet that he could sit up, so I laid him down in it. I had put two snowsuits on him, one inside the other, and a warm hat, then laid him down and covered him in a blanket, head to toe. He actually didn't bend anymore with the two snowsuits, so sitting up would have been impossible anyway. With his soother in his mouth the kid slept the whole way as I pulled him! I was amazed, because it was pretty icy and bumpy, but he just slept away. It was so fun to get out in the woods and hike, I need to do it more often. Now that I know how well Eli handles it, maybe I will! We found trees, then went back inside and warmed up with coffee and hot chocolate. Ran out of coffee cream so we used whipping cream instead. Had to make up for all those calories we burned hiking, right?

Remember I posted about the new pillows, and how I was excited for Cory to notice? Now, I put the old pillow cases on them, so they looked kind of the same, although way bigger, so I didn't really expect him to notice until he laid down. This is what happened.

Emily and Cory in bedroom, getting ready for bed.
Cory: flops down on bed, wraps his arms around pillow, snuggles up and closes his eyes.
Emily: stares expectantly.
Cory: nothing.
Emily: heavy sigh.
Cory: nothing.
Emily: You are so unobservant sometimes.
Cory: sits up, looks around the room. Huh?
Emily: You seriously didn't notice?
Cory: Takes a closer look around the room, stares intently at Emily. Ummmm.... notice... what?
Emily: indicates bed.
Cory: Looks more intently at bed, glances at pillows. Nothing.
Emily: The pillows!
Cory: They're thicker. OH! Did you buy new pillows? I like them! Thank you! You're a great wife! etc., etc.

And that is what happened. I suppose I really shouldn't get my hopes up anymore. I just thought... you know... once he laid down he might notice. Oh well, I'm not too broken up about it.

Let's move on to Sunday. Sunday was a great day. Eli and I got up early because lunch was at our house this week. I had made stuffing and brined my turkey the day before, but I had to slice up my carrots and scrub and cut up my potatoes and get the turkey into the oven. Also do a final straighten up of the house and wash the dishes. And get breakfast and feed the baby. And get myself dressed and ready for church. This wouldn't be that hard if I was an early riser, but I got up at 7:30, which is actually still kind of early for me. Oh well, we were only half an hour late for Sunday School. We've been later.

Thanks to all my prep-ahead work, it wasn't much work to get everything done after church for lunch. Guy carved the turkey for me, I just had to stick the pots of carrots and potatoes on the stove and boil them, then mash the potatoes, make the gravy, through a can of cranberry sauce and some pickles into bowls and we were ready to go! I was really pleased with the result from brining the turkey. I ate the dark meat, which is always moist so while more flavourful than usual I didn't notice a HUGE difference, but my darling husband (who is ALLERGIC to turkey and ate it anyway!) told me that the white meat was really moist, and that it was the first time in his life he'd ever eaten moist turkey. Then he told me that I was amazing, and a really good cook. And pretty.


After everyone left I was pretty exhausted, so Cory took Eli and went to church without me. That was really cool, having the house all to myself for a whole hour! That's the first time that's happened in three months! I felt like I should do something monumental, but I was tired so I just napped. We went to Lynn's after church because she had made lobster rolls and wanted us to come eat them and watch "The Hiding Place" with her. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Lobster rolls have that effect on me. Oh wow oh wow oh wow. Watching a sweet movie and cuddling with my sleeping son and eating LOBSTER ROLLS? One of the best nights of the week.

Dear Aunt Mona just called me and asked if Cory and I and Eli could be Mary and Joseph and Baby Jesus for the Christmas Eve service. I half expected that SOMEONE would ask us to do that, so I said yes of course. I just hope Eli cooperates. I know the real baby Jesus did not have a soother in his mouth to keep him quiet, but this one just might. We don't have to act anything out thank goodness, just stand there while she sings "What Child is This" to finish off the night. So not too long, which is also good.

But now, seeing as I have a babe in my arm and am typing with one hand, I will end this novel.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Up and Down.

Today has had its ups and downs. It started with a big down (literally) for Cory this morning, although I didn't learn about it until tonight, since I was still in bed when he left for work.
Apparently he was crouched down looking in the bottom cupboard looking for granola bars to take for his lunch (which we ran out of three days ago...), and when he realized that there weren't any there he stood up rather abruptly and SMOKED his head on the top cupboard so hard that it knocked him onto the floor, where he laid moaning for several minutes. I slept through it (remember, it's 5:30 in the morning!). He has a lovely red scrape across his forehead to show for it. Poor man.
The day continued well for me, Eli and I arose and went to town to pick up a few things for Sunday lunch, which is at our house this week. We had a good time, got some things. I got new pillows for our bed, but Cory hasn't noticed yet. I didn't tell him. I'm waiting for him to lie down tonight and then react - I'm kind of excited. I'll let you know how it goes. We needed new pillows BADLY. The old ones were about as thick as the comforter.
When we got back from town Eli and I ate lunch and then he napped and I did pilates! Yay for me! Here's hoping I can keep it up - I really need the exercise. After that I actually had to wake the kid up - he was out like a light! We played and puttered around the house and then I made dinner - pork ribs and lemon pasta and a veggie tray. I was pretty proud of myself, then I called Cory to see when he would be home only to discover that he would be very late, and I had to eat by myself. That was depressing. Eli fell asleep again too - so I was REALLY by myself. Then Cory came home and told me that he has to work tomorrow. Bummer. I hate it when he has to work Saturdays. THEN he told me that he also has to work on Sunday. When we're having Sunday lunch here. With twenty people. And I'm cooking a turkey dinner. So he won't be here to help me, AND I'll have the baby to try to keep happy... gah. After all that, he gets a phone call and heads out with the youth group, telling me that they will all be coming to our house after they go caroling, so I rush and wash the dishes and clean the living room and sweep the floor and feed the baby and put him to bed and just as I'm sitting down to wait for them to arrive, he calls me and tells me that they aren't coming, but I'm welcome to come to the church where they are. Too bad I just put the baby to bed.


This post is sounding very self-pitying, but really, I had a pretty good day overall. Trying to look at the positive here, I got things done in town, exercised, the baby was really good, I started a new book (Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World), and now Eli's asleep, the house is clean and I'm curled up at the laptop with coffee and some almonds. And, er, some chocolate chips. Just being honest.

And now, to await the return of my handsome husband. The biggest positive of all: how much I love him. And how I'm glad he didn't die this morning hitting his head.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009


I'm such a "phase" kind of person. I have a hard time picking something and sticking to it, I always want to move on to the next, new, exciting thing. That's probably why I haven't updated in a bit - the fresh excitement was over, the newness was wearing off. That being said, I do want to keep updating. I would like our children to be able to read back someday about when they were little.
Speaking of children, mine is down for his nap right now. I've moved on to a new phase in life (there it is again!) - scheduling. My schedule, not his. I love it. Seriously, this kid needs a LOT of sleep. He has a hard time staying up for two hours at a time! His most cheerful times of the day are when he first wakes up and when Cory gets home from work. He really loves his Dad. Cory can make him grin and giggle like no one else.
I have him napping in our bed now, instead of letting him fall asleep wherever. He sleeps a lot better this way and I can get things done without having to tiptoe around him. I also stopped letting him take catnaps. Before it was awake for half an hour, sleep for five or ten minutes. Repeat. Now I keep him awake and play with him, and then he'll sleep for an hour in the morning, and several hours in the afternoon. Also no more sleeping in our bed at night - it's hard because it seems easier to just have him in with us, so I can roll over, feed him, and go back to sleep, but we both sleep better apart. He sleeps way longer and gets up less frequently. Last night he didn't even cry at all when I put him down, just smiled and drifted off to sleep... wonderful.

On Saturday I went to town. Mistake. I had to go, I needed things for the upcoming week, but Superstore, on "No Tax" day, close to Christmas, on a Saturday... I'm not sure what I was thinking. The checkout was really, really long, and Eli started losing it, and by the time I got through (thankfully the people in front of me let me go first, so nice!), he was screaming his tiny brains out. Hopefully I do not have to endure that again any time soon. No more shopping for me until AFTER Christmas! I also had an encounter with a sweet lady who was really trying to be helpful... I had a glass bottle of apple juice in my cart. Now, I don't buy apple juice that often, but when I do I buy the glass bottles because the plastic that they use to line the cans contains a lot of BPA, and I just like to avoid that stuff. So this lady walks by me and notices that I have the apple juice in my cart, she actually stops me to tell me that they have the cans on for 99 cents and I should grab that instead. I thanked her politely and told her that I liked the bottles, but I didn't stop to explain why because, after all, I was trying to get my shopping done. She looked completely baffled at my response and said "But... it's 99 cents!" I said thank you again and kept walking. She actually kind of shouted after me "But... you could just buy the can and pour it into a pitcher, if you like that better!!" I kept walking. Very awkward.

So, Christmas is just over a week away. I remember getting SO excited when I was a kid about Christmas... it's just not the same anymore. The thing I am most excited for is going back to the valley for an entire week, so Mom and Dad and my sisters can see us and spend time with Eli and see how much he's grown! I really miss them now that I live in New Brunswick. I'm very glad we don't live farther away! At least now we can visit every couple of months.
I think Christmas will be more fun again once Eli and subsequent brothers and sisters are older and able to enjoy it more. Next year will be fun, with Eli anticipating it so much more! Of course, next year I'll have to be keeping him away from the tree and trying to stop him from opening his presents early and making sure he doesn't pull down my garland... but I'm looking forward to it! I have a hard time imagining what kind of little boy he will be. Since I don't have anything to compare him to, I don't even know whether he's an active baby or not. He sure sleeps alot. No complaints there though. When he is awake though he's pretty active and independant, he doesn't really want to just chill, he wants to be moving all over the house (in your arms of course!), he doesn't want you to hold him too tight, now that he can hold his head up he just wants to sit up, he hates it when you try to make him lean back against you. Today I had him on his tummy and he was trying to get to me, he actually got his knees underneath him! We'll just have to see though, just because he's active now I know doesn't mean he always will be. Perhaps he'll be the type of kid who runs around like crazy and tires himself out and then crashes. He seems like that now.

We had our ladies Bible study Christmas party last night, it was really fun! We played Bible Trivia. I love Bible Trivia, or trivia of any sort. I'm just best at the Bible trivia. Mom focused so much on memorization when we were kids. Knowing the books of the Bible in order, the twelve disciples, the twelve tribes of Isreal and the kings of Judah gives you the answers to a LOT of questions, and we learned those almost as soon as we learned the alphabet! It's funny - having things like that memorized makes people percieve you as being smart, yet other people know, say, every car on the road - make, model and year - but nobody considers that to be a "smart" thing to know. Why is that? It's just memorization, just of something different. While there are certain things I do want my kids to memorize while they grow up, I'm going to try hard to make sure that they don't end up thinking that they are smarter than other people, when probably the only difference between them is the content of their knowledge, not the amount or the capacity to learn.

And on that note... I will end this monologue until another day.