These were taken yesterday, at 7 months and 1 day, as she was on the bed playing with us after dinner, then as she drifted off to sleep and later got ready for bed. I figured today was a good day to share some happy, smiling pictures.
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More December, 2009 Pics
These photos came off of momma’s camera. I finally got around to scanning them.
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I know, I know. It has taken me entirely too long to get these posted. But better late than never, right? There are some of my favorite pictures of Lady J in this set. Enjoy!
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My mom is coming on Wednesday for an extended visit and I’m so looking forward to it. What you see below is what I sometimes jokingly referred to as “the spa” – a bedroom in our basement that has never really been used for much. It was outfitted with a real Finnish sauna by the prior owner and the first year we lived here, we used the sauna several times, but no so much since then. So the room slowly involved into a catch-all junk room. But with the former guest room turned into the nursery, we needed a place for mom, who will be here until after the New Year.
It all started last week when we picked up the new mattress we bought the week before. We had to haul away the old sofa that was being stored in the room, along with some other stuff, on Saturday, move out one large cabinet that was in the room but wasn’t needed there anymore, etc., etc., etc. Outfitted with all new linens, a new bedside table and chest from Ikea, the sturdy old wingback from the den, and some carefully chosen artwork & gorgeous Finnish textiles that Harald brought back from there, the room evokes what I imagine is a very Scandinavian vibe (and I have it on good authority, too!). We’ve done a ton of other stuff to spruce up the bathroom, improve safety (read: replace old fire detectors with new fire/smoke/C02 detectors), and generally make it the most inviting space we could manage. And if you don’t mind my saying so, I think we succeeded. Yes, the sauna will come out one day – we will likely haul it up Lutsen and install it there. But for now, I think this is a pretty cozy looking bedroom for any guest.
Halloween 2009
Here are some pictures taken Halloween night. We had H’s folks and sister over for dinner, and they stayed for the trick or treating fun. We, of course, could not resist the temptation to dress her in her pumpkin outfit again.
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Is it just me, or does she look like she’s totally over the pumpkin outfit already?
She had her four month doctor appointment (complete with scream-inducing shots at the end) on Wednesday afternoon. Juliette is now 14 lbs. 10 oz. and she is 25 1/4″ long. She is only 1/4″ shy of having grown three inches in length since her two month appointment! She is at the 80th percentile for length, the 75th percentile for weight and the 55th percentile for head measurement.
Juliette has met all of her developmental markers for 4 months of age, and is as far ahead as six months of development in two or three areas. She is especially alert and attentive for her age. The doctor was very pleased with her progress and said that she is obviously thriving. Considering that she was at the 50th percentile for both height and weight at her 2 month visit, she has really had a big growing spell over the last two months!
The Sweetest Sound
Juliette giggled for me for the first time tonight. Three times, right after I got feeding her and was making funny faces at her. I swear, it was the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard and it thrilled my whole being. It was pure music to my ears.
We put up a dozen jars of spiced pear butter today. I wish you could smell the house – all the smells of the holidays. And this afternoon we ran out to AppleJack Orchards and bought apples (Sweet Sixteen and Honeycrisp) and some apple bread and caramel apples for an extra treat. And I had a great 5K walk for the American Diabetes Association early this morning, so I’ve had a very full and happy day.
Our quick weekend getaway
We left on Friday right after H got home from work and we had a lovely and easy drive to SE Minnesota. Descending from Preston into the deep valley where the charming town rests was almost like driving backward into time. You got this feeling you were going somewhere that time has forgot. We got into Lanesboro and found our B&B, Habberstad House, a truly gorgeous 1897 Queen Anne home that has been lovingly restored down to the smallest detail. We didn’t get in until a little after 6:30, so we were too late for the cheese and wine party, but they brought us glasses of wine to enjoy as soon as we were in our room. The Scandinavian room was just beautiful. We had this marvelous balcony overlooking the gardens and the water fountain. You could smell the sweet scent of magnolia from two trees in the garden below. We sipped our wine on the balcony and then left for dinner. We chose a place called The Vintage and we had the most marvelous meal we’ve had in a while. We each had salads, and H had the paté (he said it was as good as any he had in France) while I had the spring pea bisque. We each had the pork loin chops, and we finished with dessert. We ordered a not-too-sweet Austrian Riesling and all that food and the bottle of wine came to $98, which just floored us. Afterward, we headed back to the B&B and noticed there were ominous clouds to the south and lots of lightning. We had a stormy evening from there on out, but we slept in that lovely bed with the softest cotton sheets I’ve ever felt and drifted off to the sound of rain on the rooftop, which was something delicious to hear.
We got up on Saturday and I took a long soak in the Jacuzzi whirpool tub. We went downstairs and I took my knitting with me since breakfast wouldn’t be ready until 8:30. We just enjoyed our coffee in the period parlors and met all the other house guests as they came down. It was a charming and diverse group of people – three professor friends from UW/Madison, an elderly couple from Chicago also doing the art tour, and another couple from the Twin Cities, very friendly, just there to get away for a while. We had apple dutch baby pancakes, and a fresh fruit salad with yogurt, and fresh banana bread served with a warm butter sauce, and fresh juice and coffee and it was quite the splendid set up. And the hosts of the B&B were a really friendly, outgoing couple originally from the Twin Cities.
We took off after breakfast and started the art tour (see the brochure) in Lanesboro where several of the venues were, then made our way along the Root River (which is apparently a lot like the topography of Norway) to Houston, then on to Caledonia, Spring Grove, New Albin (Iowa), and finally ending up in Decorah at Seed Savers for our garden transplants. We bought some pottery along the way and I hope to get some good pictures for you. I didn’t take any pictures on the trip – to be honest, I didn’t want to do anything except take it all in. And the weather was gray and icky, but we both really enjoy just riding through the countryside seeing new little towns, discovering places we haven’t been before. We left Decorah about 5 on Saturday and ended up back in town by 8:00, but it felt like we had been gone much longer than that. Beulah was so happy to see us both she just cried and cried when we got to H’s parents’ house.
We spent yesterday just laying around. The knitting muse hit me over the head a little after breakfast, and I spent a good part of the afternoon adding some Scandinavian color work patterns into the front of the sweater I am making for Harald. Oh, it did come out looking a treat. I can’t wait to finish the front. Maybe this week. And it rained off and on all day yesterday, water our gardens and lawns desperately needed, so we just stayed in and didn’t do anything. I did make a chicken and mushroom risotto recipe with a nice salad for dinner, and that was just right on a cold and wet day.
When I got on the elevator at the office this morning, it felt like I hadn’t been at work for a very long time, even though it was just a normal weekend. I guess that means we had a really good time getting away. All in all, I would say it was just what the doctor ordered. And we love Lanesboro. We plan to go back, maybe as early as June for a shorter day trip. It’s only 30 minutes south of Rochester, so it’s completely doable. And we are definitely going back in the fall when the leaves are changing. And we are also planning to go back to Spring Grove, which we discovered on Saturday. Ironically, there was a story in the Sunday travel section of the newspaper all about Spring Grove and how it was the first Norwegian settlement in what is now Minnesota. And we got great plants at Seed Savers. And Mom is getting better and has really seemed to turn the corner and has started eating again and sounding much more like her old self. So, today it’s all good ….
Catching up
Sometimes the best way to let people know what’s going on is just to give lots of little snippets …
1. Friday morning came and I decided I didn’t have it in me to work another day. I took a day off just for me. I ended up calling Marsha, a fiber friend (read all about her here (http://tinyurl.com/dylso6) and went to the American Craft Council show in St. Paul. On the way home, we stopped at Cosetta’s to do some Italian grocery shopping.
2. I made a wonderful pasta dish on Friday night for dinner using Cosetta’s Italian sausage and tiny little meatballs. It made for an excellent lunch on Saturday, too!
3. On Saturday morning, I picked up my MIL and SIL and we went the Yarnover event sponsored by the Minnesota Knitter’s Guild. I finally joined the guild. Their monthly meetings don’t do much for me, but it will be good to be well-connected to an organization devoted to knitting. I bought two socks books I’ve been wanting, some natural fawn colored yarn from a local woolen mill made from Minnesota sheep (enough to make a generous sweater for myself), a kit for a Bohus hat (I’ve been dying to do some Bohus work since seeing the exhibit a couple months ago at the American-Swedish Institute), various cool knit-knacks, and a book of traditional Scandinavian knitting patterns. This was my one “splurge” I allowed myself after getting my tax refund. Best of all, I discovered Black Water Abbey Yarns, based out of Aurora, CO. They import the most marvelous dyed wool from Ireland. All three of us ended up buying patterns, and getting their color cards for their whole line. I woke up yesterday thinking about the men’s vest pattern I bought and how I wanted to make it. Maybe I will buy the yarn soon.
4. Saturday afternoon we spent opening up all the flower beds because they said it would rain Saturday night/Sunday morning. We got all the work done, but I’ve been sore for two days. Geez I am out of shape. But I love looking out on the bed and seeing green things coming up and all the dead brown growth cleared away. Right now we see tulips and hyacinth and daffodils coming up, along with peonies and hostas and lots of other stuff. Spring is most welcome! Oh, and the hawks seem particularly hungry this year, thinning our population of squirrels and rabbits, which is good, but we don’t like the evidence of the killings we keep coming across.
5. Saturday night, we went out to eat with H’s parents and sister at Mort’s Deli. We had fantastic food and good laughs with the staff. We’ve been there enough they’ve all taken to greeting us when we walk in and treating us like really valued customers. We like that.
6. We went to the ACC show in St. Paul, since Harald was working Friday and couldn’t go then. That was our Sunday morning worship – seeing all that glorious creation! H bought a gorgeous glass object d’art for the living room. And I bought a pottery wine coaster and a new clipboard (made of laminated colored wood) for my crosswords.
7. I was in the mood to make Indian food last night. I ended up cooking Rogan Josh (a northern Indian braised lamb dish – only I made it hot with chilies) and Aloo Gobi (potatoes and cauliflower) and a fruited rice made with cashews, raisins, cinnamon, ginger, garlic and coconut milk. We ate like kings last night and enjoyed every bit of it. I don’t cook Indian very often – it seems like it is as labor-intensive and time-consuming as Chinese food, but the results are so worth it. We both agreed I need to develop a repertoire of Indian dishes since we both love it so much. After dinner, we drove to the Edina Creamery for ice cream.
8. We are both doing much, much better. I sensed we both felt ready to face into the week this morning. That is good. We haven’t had any crying jags for days, and we are both feeling more positive and upbeat and our interests seem to be renewing in the areas of what we love. It’s all good. We are still bumping into neighbors and others who are extending their warm hearts to us, but it doesn’t sting to talk about it anymore. Thank God.
9. This week is employee appreciation week at the firm. We get to wear blue jeans on Monday and Friday. I’d be a new man if I could wear blue jeans to work every day!
Today’s Thought
“Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground.” – Oscar Wilde
Today, I sit with my pointy sticks, taking stitch after stitch – the clicking is a blessed distraction and activity. And I think of Melpomene, the muse of tragedy, and hope she will once again comfort me and bring my soul to the point of song. It was episode 21, Secret Water, of Brenda Dayne’s podcast last year that helped me so much when we experienced the prior adoption loss and today I am grateful I already knew about it. Perhaps one day soon I can sing this hymn and mean it:
HOW CAN I KEEP FROM SINGING
My life flows on in endless song
Above earth’s lamentation.
I hear the real, thought far off hymn
That hails the new creation
Above the tumult and the strife,
I hear the music ringing;
It sounds an echo in my soul
How can I keep from singing?
What through the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth, it liveth.
What through the darkness round me close,
Songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I’m clinging.
Since love is lord of Heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble, sick with fear,
And hear their death-knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near,
How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging.
When friends by shame are undefiled,
How can I keep from singing?