What’s that you say?

The high today is supposed to be 55*? Hmm, that’s interesting since it’s been raining or rain/snowing or snowing off and on all day. The snow is not sticking, but it’s definitely not 55* outside either.  One’s gotta love the fact that weathermen are never right.  🙂

In other news – the tree in our front yard is not dead! Yea for restorative hibernation!

Colored Eggs are not Just for Kids

Yesterday we hosted Easter dinner for our group of friends. There were 10 adults and 3 ankle biters…although two of the babies slept most of the time. With the scrumptious food coming in a close second, I think the egg hunt took the (bunny topped cup)cake. Shortly after we finished eating, one of our friends noticed our next door neighbor “hiding” eggs in his yard for his three boys. Noah and I then announced that we too had planned an egg hunt in our backyard.  Thankfully the snow (we received about 1″ the night before) melted before I hid the eggs.  An egg hunt would not be as much fun if all one had to do was follow footprints to the hiding spots.  Worst case I would have had to run around the yard in circles to cover my tracks…but then again, Lava would sniff each egg after I hid it, so then I would have had to come up with a way to cover her tracks as well.  Regardless, the snow melted – back to the story.

I think it was Melina that responded with an enthusiastic, “Are you serious?!?!”. I believe I also overheard someone saying they have never participated in an egg hunt…but it might have been in reference to one of the babies. I don’t know. Stanley noticed an egg on part of the fence and yelled, “I see one! It’s mine, no one else can claim it!”  I think my neighbor got a kick out of watching a bunch of 20 and 30 year olds run around trying to collect the most eggs. His eldest son, Luke, was also trying to be helpful by pointing out a couple eggs that we hid by the fence that divided our two yards. Clifton came out victorious with nine eggs, including the last illusive one that sent everyone scrambling (ha!) again. It was determined that whoever hosts next year must also have an egg hunt. The eggs from this year were to be passed down the line, but Lava decided she needed an egg hunt while we were at work today and decimated most of them. Oh well, I’m sure Wal-Mart will carry ample supply next year.

We did take pictures and I will get them posted whenever I download them off the camera…probably this weekend.

Happy Easter!

From the book of Matthew:

28:59Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, 60and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away.

62The next day, the one after Preparation Day, the chief priests and the Pharisees went to Pilate. 63″Sir,” they said, “we remember that while he was still alive that deceiver said, ‘After three days I will rise again.’ 64So give the order for the tomb to be made secure until the third day. Otherwise, his disciples may come and steal the body and tell the people that he has been raised from the dead. This last deception will be worse than the first.”

65″Take a guard,” Pilate answered. “Go, make the tomb as secure as you know how.” 66So they went and made the tomb secure by putting a seal on the stone and posting the guard.

29:5The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 7Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”

From John:

20:1Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. 2So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, “They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don’t know where they have put him!”

16Jesus said to her, “Mary.”
She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which means Teacher).

17Jesus said, “Do not hold on to me, for I have not yet returned to the Father. Go instead to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am returning to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’ ”

22And with that he breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit. 23If you forgive anyone his sins, they are forgiven; if you do not forgive them, they are not forgiven.”

Holiday Snow

Christmas 2007 – 3″ of snow
Valentine’s Day 2008 – 2″ of snow
Saint Patrick’s Day 2008…

Five years ago today I am told there was a blizzard along the Colorado Front Range. Of course, I cannot verify this fact as I lived in Sunny California at the time and was busy attending UCSB. Interestingly enough, March 17th, 2003 was also a Monday, but I digress. This blizzard dumped some 3-feet (or nearly…again, cannot verify) on the Denver Metro Area.

Now, back to present day March 17th, 2008 we have had a Winter Storm Warning and a Heavy Snow Warning, both of which have been cancelled early with all the hype of our 6-10″ falling off the trees like the melting snow. I think we have received about 3″ so far. Props to Fox News for calling the 2-3″ accurately while everyone else kept upping the ante. Due to all the hype I decided that I did not want to drive in 6″+ of snow or on ice, so I dragged myself out of bed at dark:thirty to ride into town with Noah. Oh well, at least I got some quality reading in during the hour I sat in my cube prior to my workday commencing.

And for all those who were enjoying the spring like weather…HA!

More Reasons How I Know Spring is Around the Corner…

  1. The geese are gone.
  2. My crocuses are blooming.
  3. There were birds chirping outside my window yesterday morning.
  4. My neighbor across the street mowed his lawn today…ours is turning green
  5. We haven’t had snow since the 5th of the month.

One reason why I know Spring is NOT right around the corner:

  1. There is currently a Winter Storm Warning in effect for our area to receive 4+ inches of snow tonight through tomorrow. So much for my crocuses.

The Puking Puppy Returns!

What comes with Easter? Candy and bunnies right? Well, not quite in the Bailey household. Candy yes (bunnies wonder in and out of our yard year round) and one sick puppy dog. If you recall, last year Lava ate a LOT of Easter candy while we were out. So much so we ended up taking her to the emergency vet clinic in Boulder. Not so much fun. This year, I kept the candy behind closed doors upstairs where puppy noses don’t venture.

Last night Noah and I went to another couple’s house for dinner. When we came home, Lava had once again gotten into the Easter candy. How you might ask? As it turns out, Noah went into the office (the room that held the stash) before we left to look up the address for the house we were headed to. Before we left Noah someone forgot to close said door. Oops. Our little white find had gorged herself mainly on Reeses Peanut Butter Cups and a couple small packages Skittles. Thankfully our friend Bernadette had educated us on how to make a dog barf. Lovely. Since I can’t stand barf and basically this was all Noah’s fault, he got to do the honors while I laid on the love seat with a book in hand.

So, now that the puking puppy has returned I can wish everyone an early Happy Easter!

Rugby in the News!

The sport of rugby made it into an article in yesterday’s New York Times!

If you don’t subscribe (and I don’t know why you would), you may read it here:

Are You Ready for Some Rugby?

IT has been weeks since the New York Giants’ miraculous run to a Super Bowl Championship concluded, but fans in the metropolitan area have still been turning up in bars to watch their favorite players tackle, pass and kick.

At the James Joyce Public House, for example, a tidy Irish pub in the heart of White Plains’s bar district on Mamaroneck Avenue, a mural shows vintage Jets and Giants scenes. But the action one Saturday last month – the weekend after the Super Bowl – featured the rounder, fatter football of rugby and the annual winter rugby wingding known as the Six Nations Championships…(continue reading)


Celebration of death, life or just a frozen dead guy?

Colorado is known for many things including it’s pristine ski slopes/gorgeous mountains, fresh spring water and beer. But did you also know that Colorado, Boulder County’s very own Nederland, is also known for it’s own little bit of Colorado – a cryogenically frozen Norwegian immigrant.

Every year Nederland puts on a 3-day festival (going on this weekend) celebrating the fact that there is a frozen dead guy in a shed. Literally on ice. The festival known as Frozen Dead Guy Days (seriously) started when someone complained that a family was keeping a frozen dead guy. Colorado then wasted no time in creating a law that stated that frozen dead people are not to be kept on property. However, since new laws cannot effect prior existing conditions, the dead guy was grandfathered in.

Noah and I heard about this festival last year but didn’t make it up the canyon to check it out, nor were we sure we wanted to. This year we seriously considered going but the thought of sleeping in and avoiding drunken crowds won over our plans. So, maybe next year we’ll head up the hill to check out a frozen dead guy kept in a shed.

For more information on the festival and some additional background information on why there is a frozen dead guy and who he is exactly. Check out the Nederland Chamber of Commerce’s website.