41 weeks

Hi,
This is what 41 weeks pregnant looks like, looks like I quit wearing real pants and that would be correct. Yoga, walking, spicy soup and eggplant parmesan been there, ate that. We are supposed to be in for a large storm in the next few days, sounds like good time to hole up on the couch with a good book and enjoy some long dog walks.

Well, I know that my blog readership is at an all time high, one shouldn't fool themselves, I know what you are waiting for...... me too. Until that time, whenever it happens I will just humor myself and keep busy with documenting life around here. I remember a time when Mo wrote on Skpye, "talk to me people, I have nothing but time." Oh, Mo, those words are certainly ringing true around here.

Seth is working on a model of our cabin in Homer, I am loving every quality minute with Elna. Oh, Elna? She is my new sewing machine. Mom gave me an early Christmas present and my do I enjoy spending time with her, the decorative stitches, the easy to thread needle, she is just lovely.

It is cold around here, really cold, -3? No wonder the little fellow won't come out. Seth says we will have an entire lifetime with him so we should just enjoy our quiet time now, yeah, that is true.

I took two pictures of my favorite book my friend Becky gave us, "Hatched." It's too funny.

Thanksgiving

Well, we didn't make plans for Thanksgiving hoping that life would be very different around here, in fact it is not. This house is running very smoothly. I don't think I've ever had every errand I could think of done before like this, it is actually quite nice.

For Thanksgiving we headed to Grandma's house, as usual it was full of family and dogs. Grandpa was feeding Ginger from his plate, he noticed she didn't like eating off his spoon so he hand fed her, on the way home from a hike yesterday she didn't want to sit in the back seat so Mom let her sit next to her, I think Ginger would be insulted if you called her a dog anymore, she is The Princess.

Thanksgiving was fun, here is a little poem Grandpa wrote about our impending family, take it with a grain of salt, Seth is quite fond of it, and my Mom laughs as it so I will post it here:

A Little Drop of Brandy

3 years married and not a child in sight.

Becky whispered to daughter Bonnie, "Is husband Seth alright?"

Oh Mother dear Mother, Seth is trying so,

My dear Seth is so tired he is always on the go.

You must build him up dear daughter on vitamins if he be low.

Be sure he has plenty of ventilation, jockey shorts will have to go.

Give him a dram of brandy before you go to bed, it worked with your father that is enough said.


No baby yet, 41 weeks and counting. We'll post as soon as there is some action. Until than I spose we will keep the fire going and enjoy all this new snow, go on long walks and catch up on reading.

The pictures are of the Thanksgiving table and of Seth making his eggnog. Seth makes this eggnog every year, fresh raw eggs and lots of sugar are the key ingredients, Grandma even gets special cream from the local dairy for the occasion.

39 weeks

We'll we've made it to 39 weeks and no baby, he is hiding from the cold! Ashley put money on his birthday being today, since it is only 7 pm she still has a chance I spose. As a birthday present she bought me a Skoop, for those of you not involved in the revolution, it is an insulated skirt you wear outside, while walking the dogs or cross country skiing, THANKS ASH!!!!!

High winds batter already frigid Southcentral

High winds batter already frigid Southcentral
Northerly surface winds colliding with an upper-level jet stream have produced gusts of wind up to 70 mph in some places in Southcentral Alaska, sending already freezing temperatures to sub-zero degrees with the wind chill, according to the National Weather Service. Forecasts for tomorrow call for single digit temperatures with winds expected to decline moderately.



Yeah, it's nasty here. All that beautiful powder we were skiing and walking in is blowing around, it's cold!! Seth and I did a little pre-Christmas shopping today and than he came home and started a fire and worked from home while I practiced napping, it's too cold to work at his drafty little office. Ginger and I Spy and I we stay near the fire and relax, it' s what this weather calls for. That and drinking lots of egg nog! The chickens and ducks haven't come out of their house either, they are not that dumb, I added some new straw and feed them lots of corn, they are going to get fat.

With such weather I don't blame Milo for not making his appearance, his home is much nicer, generally surrounded by fancy wool long underwear as a present from his father to his lucky mother. Seth and I put together a list of people to text when he is born so no one will be left wondering, although the calls have started coming in daily, people just wondering how we are doing. We're good, we just keep running out of egg nog.

A walk in the new snow

Ginger and I take two or three walks a day, this morning was really beautiful. We received 6 inches of snow and it is light and fluffy. The sunrise was really great. We spent the weekend in Hatcher Pass and the night at the Van Hemert cabin, really nice. Now it is running errands and getting things cleaned up around the house, on the weeks I work things really get ignored.

I have only this Friday and next Friday left of work, oh the excitement is hard to contain!!!

Good news, the chickens have been laying up to 7 eggs a day! Seth designed a very fancy duck water bucket to reduce their mess and made some really nice cozy hay beds for chickens and ducks alike.

The bad news, when Ginger and I went to check on the flock this morning I realized Mrs. Hitachi is missing. She must've flown out of the yard is all I can tell? Yesterday while reading National Geographic on the couch something hit the window and scared us, it was Shipper, she flew out of the chicken yard and straight into the front window! She seems fine, she did have a flat spot on her head there for an afternoon. So it has been a rough week for the ducks. We will just have to keep an eye out for Mrs. Hitachi on our walks, although it is very cold and snowy out so I feel sick that she is not doing well. Domesticated ducks just don't do well in deep snow with no corn and heating light.

I also include a picture of my two chummy pets Spy and Ginger, they give each other a little sniff in the morning when going out but lately Spy has taken to rubbing up under Ginger, Ginger is unsure what to do with such public displays of affection.