Let's join the world in switching off our lights for an hour on Saturday, March 28th from 8:30p - 9:30p.
* This movement started in Sydney in 2007. Yet another reason Australia is SO cool.
March 27, 2009
March 26, 2009
Snow! Glorious Snow!



Well, it wasn't an ideal day to be on the road. In fact, I could barely see the cars in 50 feet in front of me, but we stuff going on. And I'm a winter driver. Or something.
The town basically shut down in the afternoon, as the sleeting now froze on the roads, and Zach's school conference was postponed because people couldn't get up the drive to the school. But that didn't keep the kids inside. Zach decided the snorkle was the way to beat the horizontal snow. Not a bad idea, really.
And then Friday came, in all its sunny glory:


March 25, 2009
Good luck, little blooms
From 9news.com: A long-awaited, much-needed spring snowstorm will impact most of the state Thursday and Friday. Heavy snow beginning in the mountains Wednesday night will spread to the Front Range and eastern plains Thursday during the day, lasting into the evening.
Denver will have its biggest snowfall of the season by far Thursday into Friday morning. 9NEWS Meteorologist Marty Coniglio says that after some wet snow in the morning, the snow will intensify in the afternoon and evening.
Around metro Denver A WINTER STORM WARNING is in effect from 6am until 6am on Friday. Total snow forecast by Friday morning:
Metro Denver: 8 to 16 inches
Front Range Foothills: 16-22 inches
Out in western Lakewood, we generally get the high end of the metro forecast amount or the low end of the foothills' forcast. 16 inches? We could sure use it, though of course tomorrow is the day I'm scheduled driving the crew all over creation like a madwoman. Wish us luck.
Denver will have its biggest snowfall of the season by far Thursday into Friday morning. 9NEWS Meteorologist Marty Coniglio says that after some wet snow in the morning, the snow will intensify in the afternoon and evening.
Around metro Denver A WINTER STORM WARNING is in effect from 6am until 6am on Friday. Total snow forecast by Friday morning:
Metro Denver: 8 to 16 inches
Front Range Foothills: 16-22 inches
Out in western Lakewood, we generally get the high end of the metro forecast amount or the low end of the foothills' forcast. 16 inches? We could sure use it, though of course tomorrow is the day I'm scheduled driving the crew all over creation like a madwoman. Wish us luck.
March 18, 2009
Sprung?




Spring has sprung in Colorado! We've had a string of 70 degree days, accompanied by their signature Colorado bluebird skies. We've been worried about sunburn, and have ventured outside in shorts and shortsleeves and flip flops (oops, haven't done the pedicure yet). The buds are spouting and the crocuses are already up and gone. I've seen nests with eggs in them (does it count that it's in a bird cage in Zach's preschool?), and those little songbirds are loud in the A.M. It's so SWEET to see Spring!
(There. That should do it. We really need a snow storm.)
(There. That should do it. We really need a snow storm.)
March 16, 2009
Opportunities Missed
Photo Ops, those were.
As many of you know, I love to have the camera on hand because life passes too quickly, and I can't remember it in my old age. (Sometimes I think I have that backward, and that I should put the camera down because life passes too quickly, and I should be living rather than documenting...it's a constant battle.)
Anyway, to err on the other side, I missed a few opportunities recently:
1) Tutu
Olivia's first piece of dress-up clothing was a purple, garage sale-find tutu. It's too, too big, so the stretched-out elastic is pinned to fit her teeny waist. There are periods when she wants to wear it all day long for several days, and then we don't see it for weeks. A few nights ago, we checked on her before our lights-out and found her all curled up, out cold, snoozing the way only kids can. Over her pink blanket sleeper, she'd pulled up the purple tutu, all the better to spin and chassé into babygirl Dreamland.
2) Lipstick
You know that lipstick I borrowed from Heather for my wedding day, and then "forgot" to give back to her (it was almost gone when she gave it to me, afterall)? Well, it's been almost gone for over 6 years now, but that hasn't convinced me to toss it because sometimes I think I'll buy one of those lipstick brushes and make sure I don't waste any of that discontinued Aveda hue. (That and the fact that I lost it.) So far, though, I haven't bought the brush and haven't gone the route of digging my pinky down into the tube to slather on the last of it. That's what daughters are for, right? Yes! Olivia at your service. Expert lip-stuff finder, finger-digger, and schmearer, front and center. In front of the computer screen, that is, and with an aim that's a little off-center. More than a little off-center, probably, like way off the lips, onto the lids, and the cheeks and the keyboard and the computer screen. No wonder she was so quiet (*alarm bells sound*) over there. Not all quiet is peaceful.
3) Toilet Bowl
We're sooooo proud of her when she uses the big girl potty! She has decided, apparently, that she's such a big girl that she prefers to use the regular toilet over the training potty we have. Unfortunately, she has yet to master some of the finer points of toilet use:
1. Girls don't lift the toilet seat before sitting down.
2. The lid is not a "bahk-pahk" to pull down after you're seated.
3. It's better if you don't fall all the way in so you resemble a napkin being pulled through its ring. "Uck, uck, uck, Ma, uck." You might think that's an appropriate comment to make in such a situation. I would say so, too, but in "Olivvy-ish" that means "stuck," which was also true. Yuck. And up to the emergency bath.
Sadly, because now the childhood photo montage at her wedding will be three slides shorter, I didn't capture any of these moments on film.
What is the world coming to?
As many of you know, I love to have the camera on hand because life passes too quickly, and I can't remember it in my old age. (Sometimes I think I have that backward, and that I should put the camera down because life passes too quickly, and I should be living rather than documenting...it's a constant battle.)
Anyway, to err on the other side, I missed a few opportunities recently:
1) Tutu
Olivia's first piece of dress-up clothing was a purple, garage sale-find tutu. It's too, too big, so the stretched-out elastic is pinned to fit her teeny waist. There are periods when she wants to wear it all day long for several days, and then we don't see it for weeks. A few nights ago, we checked on her before our lights-out and found her all curled up, out cold, snoozing the way only kids can. Over her pink blanket sleeper, she'd pulled up the purple tutu, all the better to spin and chassé into babygirl Dreamland.
2) Lipstick
You know that lipstick I borrowed from Heather for my wedding day, and then "forgot" to give back to her (it was almost gone when she gave it to me, afterall)? Well, it's been almost gone for over 6 years now, but that hasn't convinced me to toss it because sometimes I think I'll buy one of those lipstick brushes and make sure I don't waste any of that discontinued Aveda hue. (That and the fact that I lost it.) So far, though, I haven't bought the brush and haven't gone the route of digging my pinky down into the tube to slather on the last of it. That's what daughters are for, right? Yes! Olivia at your service. Expert lip-stuff finder, finger-digger, and schmearer, front and center. In front of the computer screen, that is, and with an aim that's a little off-center. More than a little off-center, probably, like way off the lips, onto the lids, and the cheeks and the keyboard and the computer screen. No wonder she was so quiet (*alarm bells sound*) over there. Not all quiet is peaceful.
3) Toilet Bowl
We're sooooo proud of her when she uses the big girl potty! She has decided, apparently, that she's such a big girl that she prefers to use the regular toilet over the training potty we have. Unfortunately, she has yet to master some of the finer points of toilet use:
1. Girls don't lift the toilet seat before sitting down.
2. The lid is not a "bahk-pahk" to pull down after you're seated.
3. It's better if you don't fall all the way in so you resemble a napkin being pulled through its ring. "Uck, uck, uck, Ma, uck." You might think that's an appropriate comment to make in such a situation. I would say so, too, but in "Olivvy-ish" that means "stuck," which was also true. Yuck. And up to the emergency bath.
Sadly, because now the childhood photo montage at her wedding will be three slides shorter, I didn't capture any of these moments on film.
What is the world coming to?
March 12, 2009
March 09, 2009
Colorado Days
You might be from Colorado if...
(have you heard this one?)


You might be from Colorado if...you carry your $3000 bike on top of your $300 car.
We spotted this Coloradoan at Bear Creek Lake Park on our family ride and picnic yesterday. It was a beautiful day, and the bikers were out! We even saw some Lance-ish riders in their space-age-looking helmets (can you tell who doesn't have the bike jargon down?) doing a time trial.
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