Tuesday, March 30, 2010
My New Endeavor
So, I've decided to become a Pampered Chef consultant. I'm super excited because I love to cook and love the Pampered Chef products. My first show is April 17. Let me know if you're interested in ordering anything or looking at a catalog. You can also order on-line and have products shipped straight to you. Yeah, I'm excited.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Brownie Batter
Case & I love batter. Cookie dough, brownie, cake, you name it we like it. I've been trying to refrain since I'm pregnant and not supposed to have raw eggs, so that means that Case gets to lick off the batter whenever we cook.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Scared
Tuesday night this week, Jeff was supposed to fly back from a trip to Portland. He was supposed to land at 8pm. Case and I were supposed to pick him up. All went according to plan until about 5 or 6pm that night and it started to snow like crazy. I checked Jeff's flight status before leaving the house around 7pm and it said on-time. So, crazily, Case and I set out for a 45 minute drive to the airport. Looking back, I should have never left the house. I should have called Jeff and told him to get a room and we'd come get him in the morning when the storm passed. But, I'm from NE. I know how to drive in the snow. We have a good AWD car. I'd be fine.
Two hours later, Case and I finally arrive at the airport. I'd been trying Jeff's cell because we were over an hour late, but it was shut off. I thought of this as good news, he still hadn't landed yet so he hadn't been waiting hours for us to arrive. We'd had many near accidents of other cars sliding into us, cars getting stuck on hills in front of us, but by golly we had made it. I pulled into the parking garage and pulled out my phone again to call Jeff. However, before I could dial, it rang and it was Jeff. What good timing!
Jeff: "Where are you?"
Shan: "We just parked? Should we come in or will you meet us at the car?"
Jeff: "Well, I just landed safely...back in Portland."
Shan: "What?? I just risked our lives getting out here to pick you up and you're not even here?"
Jeff: "Sorry. I tried to call when the plane turned around but it wouldn't go through. I couldn't reach you until we landed. I guess you should just go home. Not sure what my return flight will be but it won't be tonight."
Shan: "Maybe we'll get a room out here. I don't want to drive all the way home and traffic is backed up all over the place. It's just getting worse. It'll take us forever to get home."
Jeff: "That's a good idea. Call me when you get checked in."
Case then wakes up - it was 9pm afterall and he'd slept most of the way to the airport. "Are we at the airport? Is daddy here?" "No baby, his plane didn't land. We have to go home without him." Case falls back asleep.
So, I leave the airport and set out to find a hotel. Hopefully all of the rooms haven't been filled at this point. As I'm driving, I think, what if we get snowed in out here? I have no clothes, no food, nothing. We're supposed to get up to 2 feet of snow. Maybe I should try to get home. I'll take the tollroad. There will be less people and traffic won't be backed up. I call Jeff. He's not excited about this option but supports me if I feel I'm up to driving.
I get on to the tollroad. There's not another car in sight. I turn on the GPS. Only about 17 miles till it connects with familiar territory. Baby steps. I start driving. Meet a few cars. Slow going. I keep watching the GPS miles tick off. I'm gripping the wheel with both hands. My back is tense. All I can think about is getting myself and my two babies home safely. I keep praying. What if I end up in the road ditch (yes, in NE we say road ditch)? There's no one out here to rescue us and the cars that I have seen in the ditch, no one is stopping to help. Keep watching the GPS.
About 1.5 hours later, we finally reach C-470 (familiar territory and back in the city). I'm feeling better. Only about 10 miles to home and there's light and more traffic. I merge onto the interstate and find that the ramp hasn't been plowed and my tires get caught in the piles of snow. It grabs the Outback and spins us around and we're headed for the ditch. There are cars coming behind me. I started yelling, "No, no, no." Thankfully, we stay out of the ditch and cars are able to go right around us without sliding into us. Case is still sleeping. I gather my nerves, turn the car around and keep driving home. A little over 2 hours after leaving the airport, we pull into the driveway. I'm a nervous wreck and sit in the car thanking Jesus for protecting us.
Never again will I set out in a storm such as that. Jeff will just have to take care of himself next time. We did end up getting about 18 inches of snow that night and Jeff was able to get on a flight Wednesday night. I told him he'd have to take a cab home because I wasn't going to leave the house. But, like CO weather, it was already 40-50 degrees the next morning and melting so the roads were fine. Case and I once again headed to the airport. This time safe and sound.
Two hours later, Case and I finally arrive at the airport. I'd been trying Jeff's cell because we were over an hour late, but it was shut off. I thought of this as good news, he still hadn't landed yet so he hadn't been waiting hours for us to arrive. We'd had many near accidents of other cars sliding into us, cars getting stuck on hills in front of us, but by golly we had made it. I pulled into the parking garage and pulled out my phone again to call Jeff. However, before I could dial, it rang and it was Jeff. What good timing!
Jeff: "Where are you?"
Shan: "We just parked? Should we come in or will you meet us at the car?"
Jeff: "Well, I just landed safely...back in Portland."
Shan: "What?? I just risked our lives getting out here to pick you up and you're not even here?"
Jeff: "Sorry. I tried to call when the plane turned around but it wouldn't go through. I couldn't reach you until we landed. I guess you should just go home. Not sure what my return flight will be but it won't be tonight."
Shan: "Maybe we'll get a room out here. I don't want to drive all the way home and traffic is backed up all over the place. It's just getting worse. It'll take us forever to get home."
Jeff: "That's a good idea. Call me when you get checked in."
Case then wakes up - it was 9pm afterall and he'd slept most of the way to the airport. "Are we at the airport? Is daddy here?" "No baby, his plane didn't land. We have to go home without him." Case falls back asleep.
So, I leave the airport and set out to find a hotel. Hopefully all of the rooms haven't been filled at this point. As I'm driving, I think, what if we get snowed in out here? I have no clothes, no food, nothing. We're supposed to get up to 2 feet of snow. Maybe I should try to get home. I'll take the tollroad. There will be less people and traffic won't be backed up. I call Jeff. He's not excited about this option but supports me if I feel I'm up to driving.
I get on to the tollroad. There's not another car in sight. I turn on the GPS. Only about 17 miles till it connects with familiar territory. Baby steps. I start driving. Meet a few cars. Slow going. I keep watching the GPS miles tick off. I'm gripping the wheel with both hands. My back is tense. All I can think about is getting myself and my two babies home safely. I keep praying. What if I end up in the road ditch (yes, in NE we say road ditch)? There's no one out here to rescue us and the cars that I have seen in the ditch, no one is stopping to help. Keep watching the GPS.
About 1.5 hours later, we finally reach C-470 (familiar territory and back in the city). I'm feeling better. Only about 10 miles to home and there's light and more traffic. I merge onto the interstate and find that the ramp hasn't been plowed and my tires get caught in the piles of snow. It grabs the Outback and spins us around and we're headed for the ditch. There are cars coming behind me. I started yelling, "No, no, no." Thankfully, we stay out of the ditch and cars are able to go right around us without sliding into us. Case is still sleeping. I gather my nerves, turn the car around and keep driving home. A little over 2 hours after leaving the airport, we pull into the driveway. I'm a nervous wreck and sit in the car thanking Jesus for protecting us.
Never again will I set out in a storm such as that. Jeff will just have to take care of himself next time. We did end up getting about 18 inches of snow that night and Jeff was able to get on a flight Wednesday night. I told him he'd have to take a cab home because I wasn't going to leave the house. But, like CO weather, it was already 40-50 degrees the next morning and melting so the roads were fine. Case and I once again headed to the airport. This time safe and sound.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Comparing Pregnancies!
Above - St. Patrick's Day pregnant with baby girl Anderson - 27.5 weeksBelow - St. Patrick's Day pregnant with Case - 26.5 weeks
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Kids Say The Darndest Things
Case has said three cute things today that made us laugh.
1) This morning on our way to church, we pulled through Starbucks because I've been craving a drink. Jeff ordered a drink for himself and me and we pulled up to pay. Case, in a very pitiful voice says, "What about what I want?" It was super cute and he felt so forgotten.
2) We went to The Melting Pot this afternoon. During the main course, our server stood at our table for about 3-4 minutes telling us all about the meats and dips and whatnot. Case leans over to me and says, "Mommy, is he going to leave our table pretty soon?" The waiter, of course, heard him and started laughing and said that he better wrap it up since the two year old was bored by his speech.
3) Case went with Jeff to his office this afternoon and kept telling Jeff on the way that he was excited to ride in the alligator. Jeff couldn't figure out what he meant until they got to the office and got onto the elevator and Case said, "Yeah, the alligator!"
1) This morning on our way to church, we pulled through Starbucks because I've been craving a drink. Jeff ordered a drink for himself and me and we pulled up to pay. Case, in a very pitiful voice says, "What about what I want?" It was super cute and he felt so forgotten.
2) We went to The Melting Pot this afternoon. During the main course, our server stood at our table for about 3-4 minutes telling us all about the meats and dips and whatnot. Case leans over to me and says, "Mommy, is he going to leave our table pretty soon?" The waiter, of course, heard him and started laughing and said that he better wrap it up since the two year old was bored by his speech.
3) Case went with Jeff to his office this afternoon and kept telling Jeff on the way that he was excited to ride in the alligator. Jeff couldn't figure out what he meant until they got to the office and got onto the elevator and Case said, "Yeah, the alligator!"
Friday, March 5, 2010
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)