Borrowed Alphabet
It’s circulating on the blogs I read, so I jumped on the bandwagon. 🙂

Melissa from a-z:

A Age: 28
B Bands: Toad The Wet Sprocket, BNL, Captain Tractor, Radiohead, ApologetiX
C Career of Future: Who knows?
D Dad’s Name: Wayne
E Ethnic Background: Scottish
F Favorite Song at Moment: ‘Mr. Brightside’ (The Killers)
G Great Escape: Napping
H Hometown: Edmonton
I Instrument: Voice (but someday I want to learn to play the Bodhran)
J Job Title: Volunteer, or maybe SAHW (Stay at Home Wife)
K Kids: Honey Cat, and Elijah (will be here soon)
L Last Person You Talked to On the Phone: Lisa
M Mom’s Name: Carey
N Number of Siblings: 1 – Colin
O Oldest Living Relative: Grandpa Kuhn (81)
P Phobias/Fears: Fear of falling, bugs & reptiles
Q Favorite Quote: “Dude, I never went to college and check me out. I’m kick ass! “-Lance Brumder (Orange County), Romans 10:14
R Religion: Christian
S Song You Sang Last: ‘Roses’ (Outkast). I’m kinda embarrassed to admit that.
T Time You Wake Up: 7 am
U Unknown Fact About Me: Golly, I dunno. A lot of people don’t know this, but I added spinach to my diet. A big deal for a picky eater like me.
V Vegetable You Hate: Pretty much all of them, fruits too.
W Worst Habit: Leaving my socks in the living room, checking my email a gazillion times a day
X X-rays You’ve Had: Just dental x-rays.
Y Yummy Food: Potato chips (can’t live w/o them!)
Z Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

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Not As Nerdy As I Thought I’d Be

Nothing New
There really isn’t much going on here. Just waiting for the baby to come.

Two weeks ago, I got the urge to watch The Stand. So I dug out the videotapes and watched it. It’s a good movie, and I realized that in this day and age, tracking is not something anyone should have to deal with. Eventually I think we’ll be purged of all our old VHS tapes. There are so few we still watch, so I think maybe I’ll keep those until we buy them on DVD, and just donate the rest to Goodwill.

Speaking of “in this day and age”, I also need to be freed from my cassette tapes. Yes, I still have cassettes, and I listen to them. Geoff is so embarrassed by that fact, being the gadget geek he is. He bought a device to transfer the tapes into mp3s, I just have to get off my duff and do it. In all fairness to me, I have been slowly purging myself of these tapes for years. I was waiting on trying to find them on CD, or waiting for iTunes to make them available. Just last week I noticed iTunes added Digital Underground to their library. 🙂 But it’s harder to find Canadian artists on the U.S. iTunes store (like Barney Bentall, or Age Of Electric).

Last week, I was complaining about the weather, then Thursday it was gorgeous. Today I have to go to the doctor, the library, and the grocery store, and we’re supposed to get rain and snow. I’m hoping it will hold off until I’m done my errands.

It’s really going to happen…we’re going to get a visit from one of our California friends. Well, not so much friend as family. Cindy is going to come visit in April, and she’s bringing Abbie, Alec, and Alyssa. She’s coming out this way to visit family in Colorado Springs, but we’ll be hosting them for a night. I’m very excited.

So I guess we had a pretty good long weekend. We did chores, we had company over Saturday night, I got to nap, and Geoff finished reading his book. We also did some work on the baby’s room and Geoff made homemade vegetable soup. Mostly it was a laid back kind of weekend. This Sunday, depending on how we feel we may go up to Golden to celebrate Buffalo Bill’s birthday. They have cake, games and lookalikes. I think it might be fun, or maybe we’ll go next year with Elijah. If next year is our last year in Colorado, I want to get as much out of the state as possible. Actually, the festival I want to check out, I can’t talk anyone else into. Frozen Dead Guy Days. I mean come on, it’s a guy who’s frozen in a Tuff Shed that they plan events around. Who doesn’t want to check that out?! This year it would be foolish to try to go to the festival, it’s the weekend the baby is due. But I’ve got a year to try to talk someone into it for 2006. 🙂

Well, I better get started on my day, so I’ll close with a quote from The Tick.

Tick: Everybody was a baby once, Arthur. Oh, sure, maybe not today, or even yesterday. But once. Babies, chum: tiny, dimpled, fleshy mirrors of our us-ness, that we parents hurl into the future, like leathery footballs of hope. And you’ve got to get a good spiral on that baby, or evil will make an interception.

Hockey Humor

A Brighter Outlook

I’m feeling much better about everything after a good night’s sleep and a evening with our couples group. The girls just took a pad of paper and made a list of what they figure we may yet need, and are going to go shopping. It was very sweet. They also are going to part with some of their baby stuff they don’t quite use anymore, like a wipe warmer and a swing.

It was fun to have everyone over here, though I was wondering how we’d fit 8 people into our apartment. But it worked out. We ate, talked, and played Shout About Movies. Now that Geoff & I have played through the whole DVD, I think I try to trade with Colin since he has a different disk.

I just wanted to post to let everyone know that today is much better, and for those who prayed, thank you. 🙂

Rely On God

Sigh. We knew becoming parents would change our lives, and that kids are expensive, but I didn’t think it would be this financially painful. 🙂 I hope (I really hope) now that we caved and bought the last (I hope it’s the last) of the essentials for the baby’s room, we can return to not using our credit card so much. It’s just really hard to have all your family in Canada, and most of your friends in Canada or California. People always tell you that people will be giving you free stuff all the time. I don’t know where these people are. Everyone I know has given away their baby stuff because they are done having kids, or they just had a kid in the last year.

This coming year will truly be a time for us to rely on God to get us through. And we can trust Him, because he’s lead us this far. And He’s always come through in the past. Like when we moved to CA, and had an apartment we couldn’t afford, and I couldn’t work, and we had to take a loan from the Armstrong bank to get by. We wondered how we would survive. Then God came through and we were able to move into student housing, break our lease with no consequences with the expensive place, and live off of Geoff’s paycheck. See, God delivered.

Please just keep us in your prayers. For God’s will to be done, for us to trust in Him to provide for us. And while we’re at it, for God to bless our family and friends, whatever they may be going through.

Psalm 67:1 May God be gracious to us and bless us, and make his face shine upon us.

What’s Going On
Golly, where should I start? Not much is going on, but I had stuff I wanted to post about. We spent a quiet night in, since we kinda already did the anniversary celebration at Copper Mountain. We had leftovers for dinner, and watched Celebrity Poker Showdown & Scrubs.

We caught a mouse in the trap Geoff set in our balcony roof. There is a big hole in the roof of the balcony, and we awoke Monday morning to see a little mouse body hanging down from the opening. Disturbing, and almost a little comical in a morbid sense. No more have made their way into the house, much to Honey’s dismay. But that hasn’t stopped her from looking for them.

Since we are in the home stretch of the pregnancy (4 more weeks), we’re just trying to make sure the house is ready. I think we’ll have to take some stuff to Goodwill this weekend.

Sunday was a pretty powerful morning at church. I broke down in tears during worship, since the band played I Can Only Imagine. I can usually hear the song on the radio and be okay, but there is something about hearing it in God’s House. Also, it was prefaced with a video by the guy who wrote the song talking about losing his dad to cancer. The message was equally powerful, and I felt like the Scripture verse and message were directed right at me. Pastor Jim talked about relationships with God, and how there are 3 kinds of people. Those who are drowning, those clinging to the boat (or surfboard), and those who are in the boat. The key verse, that summed me up, was Mark 9:24, I do believe, help me overcome my unbelief. I’m totally clinging to the surfboard in the water, getting bashed around. But I should be in the boat. This may not make sense to some of you, but to some it may make perfect sense.

A conversation on Sunday also made me realize just how blessed I am. I found out this couple we know who are pregnant, are going to lose their baby. They’ve known for months the baby isn’t going to live, he has a neurological problem. Once he is delivered, he won’t survive on his own. The wife is going to carry him to term, and get induced a few weeks before the due date. They already have a year old daughter. But my heart just broke, because they were so excited about this baby. And this couple is amazing. This has only brought them closer to each other and the Lord. I hope they will be able to try again, and I just wish I knew if there was anything I could do for them. I feel overwhelmingly blessed by the fact that our baby is healthy, and that we get to have a son in a few weeks.

Okay, I think I should change topics. What the heck is going on in Canada? (No offense to my fellow Canadians) Vancouver is going to give away heroin to addicts for research? Sigh, that’s Canada for you. Land of the wacky ideas. (To defend Canada, Vancouver is a strange place. It’s like an American city, except it’s in Canada)

The stir around Ward Churchill has quieted down (FINALLY!). It’s nice to not have to hear about it every day. I guess the big thing on the news these days is the boy from NC being found guilty for killing his grandparents. I didn’t really follow this story, but I thought the idea of them blaming it on an antidepressant (Zoloft) was a bad defense. Geoff thinks we should be calling this the Blame Generation, since it seems everyone is so quick to point blame rather than accept responsibility for their actions.

Did you read about what Chris Rock had to say about the Academy Awards? I think he’s a odd choice for host, but we’ll see how he does. I don’t know how much of the show will hold my attention, since I’m not really rooting for any particular movie.

The weather sucks here. It was really nice for a while, and I wondered if I would be able to put away our parkas. But it has turned cold again. I get spoiled by good weather, and then I wimp out when it turns cold again. It’s still not as cold as Edmonton, so that’s my silver lining.

I’m going to close with a quote from The Mummy Returns.

Evelyn: No harm ever came from opening a chest.
Rick: Yeah, no harm ever came from reading a book either. Remember how that one went?

It Had To Be You

We are celebrating 8 years of marriage today. Look how young we look! This may sound cheesy, but the truth is our marriage gets better with every year. Being married isn’t easy, everyday isn’t all sunshine and roses. But we have been blessed by God and we constantly pray for His presence in our relationship. We doubt we would be where we are without Him.

I’m going to close with the lyrics to a song that makes me think of Geoff.

You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you’re miles and miles
From your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Boy, you’ve got a friend in me
Yeah, you’ve got a friend in me

Boy, and as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You’re gonna see it’s our destiny
You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me

EEK! A Mouse!

Had a mouse in the apartment today. I was terrified, Geoff was off at breakfast with his mens group. So I hid out at Paula & Simon’s and Simon & Honey took care of the problem. Geoff came home with some traps which we’ve set, and maintenance guys fixed the huge gap under our front door (which is where they think the mouse got in). I’m still a little paranoid, but I’m sure that will eventually fade.

Poor Geoff I called him crying and hysterical, “come home now! There’s a mouse in the house”. I guess in the future, I shouldn’t be calling him and starting my sentence with “come home now!” Poor Simon, I’m knocking on their door crying and he thinks he’s going to have to deliver the baby.

What can I say? Rodents freak me out.