April Fool's Day

.
Corbin Keith Schumann was born yesterday! What a pleasant way to spend April Fool's day.


He was 7 lbs 1 oz and 19 1/2 inches long.

Tiffany was told on Monday that her blood pressure was too high and that she would need to be induced again (the same thing happened with his older brother Kayson). So they told her to they could either do it on April 1st or the 2nd and my son thought it would be cool for him to have April 1st as his birthday. Hopefully Corbin won't hate him because of this later in life.
They had to be at the hospital at 6:30am and he was born at 11:24am. I think that Tiffany's body was ready this time because last time she pushed for over three hours and labored for a lot longer. However when she started to push Corbin's heartrate dropped so they had her stop until the doctor arrived. When he arrived he saw that the cord had wrapped around Corbin's neck and was choking him
so they had to cut the cord before he was fully out. They decided to observe Corbin in the nursery for six hours because of the nuccal cord just to make sure he was fine.

Since Nicole and I went on a school field trip in the morning (we went to the Ogden Children's Treehouse Museum)we didn't get to the hospital until about 1:30pm so Corbin was in the nursery
by then and we didn't get to hold him. Nicole was insistent that she get to hold her nephew so we left a bit so Tiffany could get some rest. We called Cassie and decided to go down to American Fork and see her while we waited so we could go back after 6:00pm. We went back about 6:30pm with Cassie and we got to hold and feed Corbin. He is a Real Cutie!

Scaredy Cat

You know how there are time when you wake out of a sound sleep and things just don't seem right? Well that happened to me tonight. I was sound asleep and dreaming then I was wide awake like something woke me (this reminds me of the Madeline books where Miss Clavell turned on the lights because something wasn't right). I looked at the clock and it said 2:56am. I wouldn't have thought much of it but then I noticed a light shining under the bedroom door. Then my mind started racing. Nicole and I are the only ones home. Nicole is in bed beside me. I was the last one downstairs last night and I turned out all the lights because I came upstairs in the dark. It is times like these that I am glad I have two big dogs in the house with me.

So I got up, which immediately meant the dogs were up. I opened the door and we went downstairs. The lamp in the piano room was on. Even more curious, since we didn't even have that light on last night, but the dogs don't seem on edge...just sleepy. All the doors are locked. Door to the basement is shut with the towel up against the door...dogs still seem sleepy. I decide to get on the computer for awhile since I'm now fully awake and to wait to see if anyone comes down the stairs to get me...Daxter up checking out the place and Winston is asleep on his pillow. Now it's 4am...."and all is well" sorry had to add that. Maybe I should just go back to bed and try to sleep.

Still, I will continue to wonder....who turned on the light?

The Big Easy

Since marrying Scott I have become a huge University of Utah football fan. Now you can't really blame Scott for this (dad) although the U is where Scott received his graduate degree, it was actually Jenelle who got me addicted. Jenelle is a gal I used to work with and she asked me to go to a game with her probably about six or seven years ago and since then I've been hooked. We've now had season tickets for about five years. We have followed the Utes through good times and bad, but I'm happy to say that last year was indeed a good year. By the time all was said and done, the Utes ended the season 12-0 with an invite to the BcS Sugar Bowl in New Orleans to play Alabama. With much time and effort on Scott's part, we were able to go to New Orleans and cheer on the Utes. We took Nicole with us since she is also a season ticket holder and has followed the team closely this year.
Nicole On Tram at Atlanta Airport Headed to New Orleans We had to take a red eye late Monday night 12/29/08...this was a for first Nicole. We arrived in New Orleans Tuesday morning and the game wasn't until Friday night so we had plenty of time to explore and enjoy the food in the Big Easy. Tuesday night we decided to take Nicole to Bourbon street. Now I know most would say this probably wasn't a good idea but we wanted to take Nicole to a fun family restaurant called Cajun Cabin. We chose that night because it was 12/30 and the next night would be New Year's eve and Bourbon street would just be crazy until after the Sugar Bowl.
After we were done eating we were headed back to the hotel when we came across a street band jamming at the end of Bourbon street. Nicole was really intrigued with these musicians. The group was made up of a bunch of young kids just basically having a jam session in the street. The police were there on horseback to help with crowd control. People give these horses and policemen a wide berth when they see them coming. I wouldn't want to be stepped on by one of these horses.
And of course what would a trip to New Orleans be without a stop at Cafe Du Monde for beignets!! I think this is how I gained my five pounds that I put on from this trip. I'm sure it wasn't from all of the gumbo, jumbalya, muffulettas and etoufee we ate. Can you say YUM!?!?

Football 101

First things first....I'm going to do this blog in sections but they all tie together. This way you can read the one you want when you want. Hopefully this will make it simpler.

Those who know me know that I love football! My husband found this out early in our relationship when he asked me what I was doing one Sunday (he wanted to know if I wanted to go out on a date) and I told him that I was staying in bed all day and watching football. At first he thought that I was just blowing him off, but then he got to know me better and realized that was really what I did.

I grew up in a house with one t.v.....yes, hard for most kids now-a-days to even "wrap their heads around". Not only was there only one t.v. but it was black and white, with about seven channel choices and no remote control. No, I take that back, us kids were the remote. If dad wanted the channel changed he'd have us kids scoot to the t.v. and change it. Now, you are probably asking yourself what this has to do with football...well, let me tell you. If you have one t.v. and a dad who loves sports you either learn to love sports or you don't watch t.v. Out of one son and two daughters it's the girls that love football....go figure!
USU at Airforce Many Many Years Ago

I remember going to Utah State University (USU) football games as a young girl with my sister and dad. Mom was a fairweather football fan which means she went to the games early in the year when the weather was nice, sunny and warm; then when the weather turned nasty dad would drag my sister and I along. I remember games sitting in the bleachers with our hot chocolate watching them shovel snow off of the yard lines....now that's true grit.

Anniversaries

Wikipedia lists the following for anniversaries.

An anniversary (from the Latin anniversarius, from the words for year and to turn, meaning (re)turning yearly; known in English since c. 1230) is a day that commemorates and/or celebrates a past event that occurred on the same day of the year as the initial event.

Yesterday was my ninth wedding anniversary but it could have just been any day of the year. Now that Scott works in California I guess I had best get used to this. Last year he was gone too, but at least he remembered that it was our anniversary and did send me flowers. This year he didn't say anything about; but then again, neither did I. I guess I should write Ann Landers and find out who is in charge of remembering this date?

Change

Yesterday was election day so today I woke up with a new president who will spend the next four years in the White House. Barrack Obama was elected the 44th president of the United States running on the A Time for Change slogan (gee that's something new). I must admit that I didn’t vote for him. There is just something about him that I don’t trust, but he is the new president and so it is my hope that he will try and do what is best for the country.

In 1963 Martin Luther King gave his famous “I Have a Dream” speech in which he stated “I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character”. Even though we now have a black president, I’m not sure we have made much gain since that famous speech 45 years ago; because a lot of people voted for Obama because he was black and not because of his “content of character”.

My case in point goes to the fact that during the campaign, people in Harlem, New York were interviewed. They were asked who they were voting for and most said Barack Obama. They were then asked if they were voting for Obama because he was Pro-Choice or because he supported the war in Iraq (both of these are McCain's campaign policies). The person would then agree with one of these policies. Then the person was asked if they were okay with a woman being vice-president even though Obama's VP choice is male...the person then said they were okay with a woman being VP. This just proves that people didn't even know what Barrack Obama stood for; aka his content of character.

One newscaster after the win said, "The best thing that Barrack Obama had going for him was President George W. Bush". I guess people were so disenfranchised with President Bush that if the Democrats had a monkey as their candidate he probably would have been elected president....now how sad is that!

It's too bad that people were voting AGAINST something and not FOR something.

Since hearing about the election results a lot of sayings have been going through my head. "This too shall pass", "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger", "Endure to the end" and "If you don't stand for something you'll fall for everything". And so I will endure the next four years and hope that the nation is not the worse for wear when it is over. I will get up every day and go about my daily routine putting my trust in God for I know that he is the same today, tomorrow and forever.

So Many Projects....So Little Time!

My husband would probably call me the biggest procrastinator ever, but in my own defense I must plead that I married someone just like me! :)

Once again I had bitten off more than I really could chew and by mid-October I was starting to feel like I was choking. I was in charge of the ward Halloween party, I needed to finish my costume for a party we were going to up at Snowbasin and we also had the family Halloween party to hold at our house plus I had committed myself to sewing (hold on this gets complicated) my daughter-in-law Tiffany's sister Whitney's wedding dress. She is getting married December 5th. Whitney is trying to save money and so she is going to use Tiffany's wedding dress. That would be nice, but Tiffany's dress had spaghetti straps and Whitney is getting married in the temple so spaghetti straps won't look to good with garments. Still, I thought "no big deal, we'll use the skirt and just change the top"....how wrong I was.

Making the top part wasn't that big of a deal, but then I was taking the appliques and beading off of Tiffany's dress and putting it on Whitney's. When I unpicked the lower band the applique and beading all came off in one piece and so I thought this would be no big deal. Then on Saturday I started unpicking the other stuff and the beads starting falling off landing in my lap...needless to say I was almost in tears by the end of the night. Then on Sunday I finished unpicking and sewing the applique on to the dress which just left beading, sleeves and some last minute hand work. No big deal, Whitney's bridal pictures weren't until Thursday, I have plenty of time...so I thought until Tif called me on Monday to tell me that Whitney had moved her bridal's to Wednesday.

So I stayed up until midnight on Monday sewing on beads then up at 5am to finish. Eight a.m. and I still wasn't finished so I loaded the dress into the car along with scissors, thread and needle then off to work! Luckily Dr. Bentley had a meeting and was done with patients early so I went out to the car and got out the dress to finish the hand work. Then Tif and Braedon showed up at the same time so there we all sat in the car while I finished sewing the dress. I'm sure it looked funny to anyone passing by. The dress is now done and Tif called later to say that Whitney loves the dress but.....the sleeves are a little tight.

So, I guess I'm not done after all! It's a good thing I didn't put away my unpicker. Besides, what would I do if I didn't have a project!