Monday, December 31, 2012

This is Our December {Part Two}

For a few days in a row in December, while I was walking along the snowy bike path to get a newspaper each day I saw a big ol' bald eagle perched up high in a big ol' dead tree across the river.  One day I decided to try to get a shot of it with my camera, but of course the day I had my camera with me is the day the eagle didn't show up.  (In fact, I haven't seen him since.  Hmmm.)  But I still managed to get a few fun pics of our snowy winter wonderland.


I thought this one looked a lot like a puzzle or a postcard.


Icy river.

Really icy.

No eagle, but I did spot a few photogenic
magpies.  (I'm not a huge fan of magpies,
but they did make a nice photo.)



Christmas morning was wonderful and relaxing.  We woke up (not too early) and opened presents and stockings and ate some yummy cinnamon rolls.  We skyped with the Elwood gang and opened more presents.  And then we lounged about a little bit more.

Stockings from Mom and Dad Elwood - even Toasty got one!

All the loot after it was unwrapped and semi-organized.  (It still
looks like this on New Year's Eve by the way.)

Toasty may have only been the size of an avocado on Christmas
morning, but he/she got a good stash of fun things anyway.

In the afternoon on Christmas, we decided to trek out into the beautiful sunshine and enjoy a peaceful hike through the snow on Squaw Creek Trail in Cordillera (same place we snowshoed last December).  There was no one else around and the air was so still and quiet.  It was simply gorgeous.




Always gotta push over a dead tree on our snowshoe adventures!

Our Vail-style hiking snack. ;)

Yum!

Happy hikers.

Gregg took a shortcut on the way
down the trail.


Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 25th]

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night (well, almost, I guess). Here's the grand finale of my little countdown. Thanks for playing along with me.


Sunday, December 23, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 23rd]

I love this hymn (though it's the hardest one for me to play for some reason) and I really love this story to go along with it.


Friday, December 21, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 21st]

I'm sure somebody probably hates this one, but it always reminds me of watching the light parade in Preston in the freezing cold. Heather and I always sang it "Cindy's having a wonderful Christmastime". Still makes me smile. :)


Thursday, December 20, 2012

Monday, December 17, 2012

This is Our December

Here we are, just enjoying the season in our mountain home.  On December 1st, we went to watch the Birds of Prey World Cup ski races again at Beaver Creek.  It was a lot sunnier than last year, and it was nice to be outside in the mountains.  We didn't stay for a long time, but it turned out that the top three finishers raced while we were there, so that was cool.




After the races, we drove down past Minturn, turned onto Tigiwon Road, and hiked up a mile or two to find ourselves a Christmas tree.  It was a perfect day for hiking - not enough snow for snowshoes yet - and we found a lovely tree to bring home and decorate.  (It did look a lot bushier out in the wild, though.)





That's ours, right in the middle of this pic.






Gregg got creative with a flashlight in the next few photos - he's so clever!




We didn't technically build and furnish our gingerbread beach shack in December - it was actually created while we were in Utah on the day after Thanksgiving at Grandma Elwood's house - but it's definitely a favorite part of our Christmas decor.  You'll notice the palm tree seems to have been affected by a hurricane.  But the back "yard" is quite lovely, complete with fruit stripe gum beach chairs, graham cracker crumb sand, and a gummy shark swimming in the blue sprinkle ocean.


Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 17th]

Ah, classic.  :)


Sunday, December 16, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 16th]

Yep, another one from MoTab. My favorite part is the tum-pa-tum-tum-pa-tum-tum-pa-tum-tums :)


Saturday, December 15, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 15th]

Who couldn't love a cute little ditty from Kermit (and son)?  Definitely a short one, but super sweet.


Friday, December 14, 2012

The Twelve Reading Days of Christmas

A few years ago I found a list of scriptures that counted down the twelve days before (and including) Christmas.  Similar to what I've done the week leading up to Easter, I've kept this list in my scriptures and turn to it every December 14th as part of my personal Christmas celebration.  I just wanted to share it here, in case you are interested in reading along.

Dec 14th - Isaiah 7:14-15; 9:6-7; 53
Dec 15th - 1 Nephi 11:9-33; 12:4-8
Dec 16th - Mosiah 3:1-12, 20-21
Dec 17th - Helaman 14
Dec 18th - Doctrine & Covenants 76:19-24, 40-42
Dec 19th - Alma 7:7-13
Dec 20th - Luke 1
Dec 21st - Luke 2
Dec 22nd - Mark 1-2:13
Dec 23rd - Matthew 1:18-25; 2
Dec 24th - 3 Nephi 1:9-22
Dec 25th - "The Living Christ: The Testimony of the Apostles"

- from The New Era, December 2005, p. 39

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 14th]

You'll get no argument from me on this one:


Thursday, December 13, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 13th]

I do love listening to this one (even if I have to do it when I'm home alone to spare Gregg the "bleeding ears").


Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 11th]

Today's song is dedicated to my nephew, Kage, who is missing one of his front teeth and has a super loose one on the verge of coming out (or maybe he's already lost that one, too?).  By Christmas, I bet he'll be singing this song.


Sunday, December 9, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 9th]

I rather like the obscure Christmas hymns, and this is one of them. Especially this version. It brings back lots of memories of my mom's Reader's Digest Christmas records. Yeah, records. :)


Saturday, December 8, 2012

Friday, December 7, 2012

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 6th]

Christmas tree lit and decorated . . . check. Stockings hung . . . check. Nativity set up . . . check. And it's snowing (very tiny flakes, but it's still snow)! Yep, I'd say it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. :)


Sunday, December 2, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 2nd]

Today's song comes from the MoTab (I LOVE them - and you'll be hearing a lot more from them as the month progresses). It's not a super common Christmas hymn, but I've always loved it.


Saturday, December 1, 2012

Christmas Song-A-Day Countdown [Dec 1st]

It's December 1st and you know what that means? Time for my annual Song-A-Day Countdown to Christmas. The first pick this year is fitting for today, too, because we're heading out soon to find ourselves a true Colorado mountain Christmas tree. :)


Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Unofficial Dictionary of Blanchardisms

The words our family uses have led to many confused looks by friends visiting our home for the first time, new members of the family (such as spouses) being called names that don't appear in any dictionary (choochy), and general confusion all around when certain Blanchardisms are used outside the walls of 4256 Brockshire. For those of you who don't intimately know our family yet (a lucky group indeed), let me share a brief dictionary of our favorite "words" (a term I use loosely as you'll soon find out).

*because many of these words have never been recorded, some spelling will be feebly attempted by the author - add any words you remember in the comments below

Dingleberries [noun] - mangy clumps of dog fur - not to be confused with other berries which are actually okay to eat
"Dog hair cuts each Spring always revealed dingleberries in the most surprising places."

Choochy [adj] - having the appearance of cuteness - typically used when someone wears clothes they normally wouldn't wear that are considered cute by other members of the family
"Doesn't Gregg look choochy in this polo/button down/sweater vest/etc.?"

Cottage Chage [noun] - ("age" in both words pronounced like mirage) also known as cottage cheese, a feeble Blanchard attempt to sound sophisticated (a trait quickly lost once the eating commences)
"Can you pass the cottage chage."

Boodjay [command] - a command used to tell someone to move out of my way - this one word is already a full sentence and cannot be used with any other words - typically used when someone is standing if front of the silverware drawer and another family member needs a fork
"Boodjay."

Boodj [command] - used when the speaker is too lazy to use the full "word", typically used when someone is standing in front of the dishwasher door - often used following "boodjay" if first command is not obeyed (or understood)
"Boodj."

Gra [nickname leading into ridiculousness] - required to be either preceded or followed by "ma" - once used, every word following must end in "a"
"Ha ma, wha tha?" "A, Gra, na tha." "A ka."

Wicked [adj] - synonymous with good, great, wonderful, magnificent, glorious, spectacular, near perfect - used to describe cats for whom we never share our true feelings lest they gain even more power over us
"You are so wicked!" "[purrrrrrrrr]"

Mahdjay [command] - eat - used by our Mother to tell us to start eating - frequently followed by 4-5 trips to and from the cupboards/stove where she fetches "essential" utensils or seasonings which, to this day, have never actually been used during the meal
"Mahdjay"

Mahdj [command] - eat, shortened - used most often after the second trip to the cupboards/stove
"Mahdj"

Blanch [nickname] - used in third person when scolding oneself for missing a short putt - mistakenly used by the high school friends of one family member who misunderstood the original meaning
"Come on Blanch!"

Heb [nickname] - Heather - has been known to lead young Blanchards raised in Utah to be shocked when, in other states, they see a grocery store named after their sister
"I haven't heard Heather called Heb in years."

Lamb [nickname] - Laurel (variation: lamber) - note: behavior of animal used for this nickname bears no actual resemblance to the behavior of aforementioned family member
"Thanks, Lamber."

Bear [nickname] - Ryan, (variation: bear-friend) - unknown origin, though perhaps related to the smell in the room occupied by said family member during his week of wisdom-tooth surgery recovery
"We missed you bear-friend."

Pup [nickname] - Gregg - note: also a curse that keeps this family member from ever looking his age
"Hi Pup!"

Pauline [nickname] - Dad (Paul) when "Paul" isn't mushy enough - not to be confused with the Pauline Epistles (after careful examination, the clear omission of any reference to the parable of the fists - 6 months in the hospital vs sure death - helped scholars conclude that our Father did not in fact write many of the books in the New Testament)
"[edited for content too mushy for family blogs]"

Grump [noun] - used to gently suggest one's state directly before retiring for the night
"Go to bed, grump."

Ggggggggggggggggg [noise] - a higher-pitched-Chewbaca-like noise made by our mother when she hears really exciting news - involves clenched fists held close to her chest, squinty eyes, crying - hugging immenent when sound is heard
"Gggggggggggggggggggg, [puts phone down and turns to dad], Gregg's engaged!"

Moo [nickname] - Melia - unknown origin - a form of reverse psychology - every time "moo" is used, Melia's cuteness increases
"Well hello there Miss Moo."

Noodletoot [noun] - synonymous with stinker, punk, sneak [Elwoodism], doublecrosser, rabblerouser, etc. - though to the untrained eye the meaning seems to be related to yesterday's spaghetti, the actual origins of this word are unknown
"You are such a noodletoot."

Booana [noun] - term of endearment, synonymous with "you"
"Come here booana."

47/17/21/35 [noun] - used to ask for our Father's always available pocket knife - we all claim to know what the real number is, but we all remember different numbers - used most often on Christmas morning - known for a blade of remarkable eternal cleanliness that only gets cleaner when contacted by the entrails of rainbow trout
"Padre, can I use your 47...gotta cut a dingleberry off Benson's haunches."

"" [threat (empty)] - if our Mother's hand is held, palm down, near her shoulder and is accompanied by something that resembles more of a smile than a glare, this is a threat - do not be alarmed

Sunday, October 14, 2012

White Mountains, Orange Leaves, and Blue Oceans

We spent a marvelous week plus a day in the White Mountains of New Hampshire and on the coast of Maine.  Here are just a few of our adventures:

Slightly more green than the state we had
left the day before.

Changing colors at Gunstock.

Halfway up the trail and the colors really
started to brighten up

Not sure what this was, but it looked cool.

The old rock wall that criss-crossed the trail.

Overlooking Lake Winnipesaukee from the top of Gunstock
Mountain Resort.

A mile into our first trip over the Kancamagus Highway and we
were already blown away by the color.

Overlooking the White Mountains.

More overlooking.  More color.

Beware of the meese.  (We didn't see any.)

Did we mention the leaves were amazing?

Good to know.

Turns out 5000' make a difference.

Into the clouds near the summit of Mt. Washington.

Lots of rime.


Luckily, the wind that day was only around
25 mph.

A cool view of Wildcat Mountain on the descent.

Once we dropped below the clouds again, the view was incredible!

Many locals did a sort of "Pumpkin Drive" (as opposed to a
"Pumpkin Walk") with themed creations using pumpkins.

More lovely leaves at Cannon Mountain.

An entirely lovely hike was the first thing
on our list Monday morning.

More awesome colors.

And even more awesome colors and views.

Our cute little motel in Lincoln.

Nubble Lighthouse on a cold, rainy morning.

Another smaller lighthouse we decided to find.

We love us some ocean views.

The beach was covered with hundreds and hundreds of cairns.

Some lovely boats on the Maine coast.

Last bite of a rather lovely clam chowder and
Reuben lunch.

We considered a quick career change to snag
better parking, but decided it wasn't
worth the hassle.

Portland Headlight was amazing once the storm broke the next day.

Lovebirds on the beach.

Clouds.  Wonderful, marvelous clouds.

Kennebunkport was the next stop.

More lovebirds on the beach.

Tee Hee Hee.

On the way back to Manchester, we did a quick tour of Exeter, NH,
where some ancestors (the Leavitts) came from.  This was the Garrison
House, the oldest in the town that was built in the 1600s.
The Winter Street House of Jeremiah Leavitt, built around 1750.

The Winter Street Graveyard in Exeter, NH.  Apparently some relations
are buried here, but I don't know who.

After a few attempts, we finally found the cemetery where Joseph
Leavitt was buried.

The cemetery.

The directions said "look for a brown house by the cemetery".  Turns
out every family cemetery on that road had a brown house next to
it.  This ended up being the house we were looking for.

McIntyre was in a neighborhood so we figured it wasn't too big.
We were right.  Look closely and you'll see the top of the lifts.

The classic chair shot at McIntyre.