Archive | March, 2014

Day on the Hill

31 Mar


We get out to snowboard or ski around the midwest but it is not until you head West that you realize what it really can be like.  Snowboarding out west means that you spend more time heading down the mountain than sitting on the chair lift.  It means there are breathtaking views around every corner.  It means that there will be powder somewhere that no one has yet found.  It means tickets prices are more affordable while still offering about ten times more runs.  After a few hours of boarding in the mountains Jared and I looked at each other and said, shoot, we can’t go back!

We were at Loveland Pass and you can see Keystone and Breckenridge in the background:

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This is Sophi while she was in Ski school, yup I know, probably the cutest thing ever.

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Jared’s mom, Mary, endured the lodge with stinker 20 minute nap Hudson.  She is my super hero.  Thank you Mary for taking such wonderful care of Hudson so we could have the snowboarding experience of our life.

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Bucket List

22 Mar

I have lived in the woods my entire life and have never seen a moose.  It is one of those things I just assumed would have already happened.  As time ticked on I realized I might never see a moose…but I wanted to see one so so badly!

We were visiting Jared’s parents in Colorado and Jared and his mom went on a hike while we were staying in a mountain cabin.  They came back two hours later with the news that they had seen a moose.  Here is the best picture they got:



Well, since a moose is something I have always wanted to see, Jared, his dad and I headed off up the mountain to see if we could find them again.  While we were on the hike I assumed we wouldn’t see them since Jared and Mary had frightened them off around the mountain.  But what the heck, can’t hurt to go on a little hike I thought.

We got to the place where the two moose had been laying down and saw all the fur and hoof prints.  Then we headed down the path, following their tracks.  This place seems so surreal.  The ground was covered in snow and the trees were so thick you had to keep bobbing your head back and forth to see ahead.  Jared saw a dark blob ahead of us, then I saw it too.  The blob had not moved a muscle so I assumed it was a rock or a tree.  Just then, Jared exclaimed that it was in fact the moose!

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We dodged back and forth getting closer and closer all the while our adrenaline pumping.  The moose began to head around the mountain and we didn’t know if we were going to be able to get a good look at the moose.  We had Steve head up the mountain with the camera and cut across the way the moose were heading.  While he did that Jared and I kept following the moose tracks to push them in Steve’s direction.

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Enjoying Winter

15 Mar

“The only people who complain about winter are the people who don’t get out and enjoy it enough.” -Jared

We have been trying to not complain too much around here by getting out on the cross country skis and ice skates too, with the occasional snowbank (my back is freezing off) nap.

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What have you been doing to enjoy this snowy and beautiful winter?

Wedding Suit

6 Mar

I was approached after church two Sundays ago and asked  if I would be able to help with a sewing project.  The project?  Oh just, making a suit fit for a wedding that would take place in six days.  Uh….what?  Oh yeah and the kicker…the suit was for the FATHER OF THE BRIDE!!!! I mean seriously, besides the bride and groom, this is probably the most importantly dressed person.  This person has to walk down the isle and everyone is staring at them.  I mean granted, most were looking at Christie, the bride, but the wedding goers might occasionally glance at Mark, her dad.  Yikes.  At even the thought of this project I started to sweat.

I informed the Shermers that I had no idea how to do this and I would probably end up making Mark look like a homeless person.  They have WAY more faith in me than I in myself.

But in the mindset of being a willing participant, I agreed to try it out if a professional, Irene, Mark’s sister, was there to point me in the right direction.  So the Shermers agreed and came over to my house on Monday.

There we were in the basement looking at this suit that would hardly button in front.  Mark claimed in would probably be fine as it was just long as he didn’t move his arms and definitely didn’t try to hug anyone.  Well, that wasn’t going to do.  You cannot be the father of the bride and not hug anyone, right?

I wish I took pictures of the suit beforehand but I was assuming this was not going to work out.  Honestly.

I would have taken pictures of the suit while it was taken completely apart but I was freaking out so bad that I didn’t have time to even contemplate getting out my camera.

Irene, told me what I needed to do to make the suit fit.  I cut a strip of fabric (from an extra pair of pants) 3 inches wide that gradually narrowed to 2 inches wide, going from the bottom of the coat to the tip of the wrist.  I would have to do the same with the lining.  Try and make the armpits comfortable, fold the cuffs over so the lining would not show, sew things inside out, etc… After she drew me a diagram, she headed out to work on Christie’s wedding dress that needed more alterations.

And I freaked out some more.  As I took out each stitch with the seam ripper, I may have died a little. (I realize that I am being quite dramatic but you should have seen me those few days).

Negative thoughts kept racing through my head as I worked….  He is going to be walking down the aisle with a suit with no sleeves, does the suit really need a lining, what will Christie think if her dad had thread hanging out of the armpits, what if he can’t move his arms, what if he can’t move his legs, what if I burn more of the lining and set off the smoke alarm…

He came over each following day to make sure I was headed in the right direction. Each time I was more and more surprised that this was actually working!

When Mark came over for the last time, on Thursday and slid that coat on, I could not believe my eyes.  It actually fit and the suit looked wonderful on him.  No one was more shocked than myself.  Not only did it fit him, but he would be able to hug people on the wedding day!   Wow. Wow and phew.


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Here are some more pictures of the wedding night.

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Hudson dressed down for dinner-


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