Introducing Baby Cheyenne

 

Introducing
Baby Cheyenne…my new granddaughter

 

 

Birthday
1/27/2009

Time of Birth
4:27 PM

Weight
7 lbs, 2 ozs

Length
19.5 in

Baby’s Proud Family: Amanda and Jonathan

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Emma’s Snow Adventures

 

It has been snowing here all week and the temps have been oh so cold; but we make the best of it here in the North Country, but nothing stops little Emma from wanting to go outside and play in the white stuff.  Here is a little part of our week…Emma style, of course!  

Making the best of it…from Emma’s point of view!  

When Daddy uses the snow blower, he makes paths in the backyard for me to run around in…it is soooooooo much fun. 

         

I miss being able to swing so Mommy and Daddy dumped the snow out of it so I could still do my favorite thing…wheeeeee!

        

 

Mommy helped me build a snow girl but it was hard cuz the snow is so dry it won’t stick together. 

She is a little funny looking, but I still like her.

        

I rode in the wagon and helped Daddy fill up the feeders so the birds wouldn’t be hungry.

                                                              

Then let Mommy take one last picture cuz she never seems to be able to take enough of them.

Well, that’s about it…I got cold so Mommy took me inside for lunch, chocolate milk and my nap…that was hard work!

Nite Nite….zzzzzzzzz

                                                                                                                  

I’m a Grandma…again!

 

Just wanted to welcome my new little granddaughter into the world.  She was born last night, January 27, back home in Virginia Beach, Virginia.

I wish I was able to be there but the brutal winter storm we are having has made that impossible; hopefully I can get there soon to see her.

They named her Cheyenne and she weighed in at 7 lbs and 2 oz. 

She has a 2 year old sister named Chloe that was born 2 months before my daughter Emma.

As soon as I get more details and a photo, I’ll be sure to post an update..

Welcome sweet little Cheyenne!

What If?

 

What If?

 

 

What if we could fly away?
Swim among the stars,
Feel the warmth of other suns-
Suns so near and yet so far.

What if we could touch the sky?
Speak the language of the trees?
Hear the branches whisper words
As they flutter in the breeze.

What if we could fight a storm?
Bellow back its angry cry,
Smite the mighty lightening bolts –
Strike them from the sky?

What if we could be the forest?
Harmony the robin’s song?
Keep in all the good and right?
Banish everything evil and wrong?

What if we could fly away?
Embrace the starry sky?
Swim in waters of other seas?
Oh, what if we could fly?

(c) 1999 James R. Belleforte

Hearts and Minds: Loss and Peace

 

LOSS

The only way to deal with loss – as a horribly unwelcome guest that you know will show up eventually. And so you deny it and reject it and ignore it and laugh in its face. You toss it out into the street and push it away and fight it off, and only it has landed square in your lap, only then do you deal with it.- Michael Johnson

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
– William Shakespeare

 

From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be
That no man lives forever,
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.
– Algernon Charles Swinburne

 

PEACE

Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God. – Matthew 5:9
If it be possible, as much as lieth in you, live peaceably with all men.
– Romans 12:18

 

If we are to have real peace, we must begin with the children.
– Mahatma Gandhi

The real and lasting victories are those of peace and not of war.
– John Milton, seventeenth-century English poet

Follow peace with all men.
– Hebrews 12:14

Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding.
– Albert Einstein

Snowy Sunday

 

Good morning from the North Country…a frigid minus 10 degrees here this morning.  

  

This has become quite the normal scene, hasn’t it? 

If you look close, you can just barely see the top of our fence post sticking up above the snow. 

 

I took this photo yesterday of the icesicles hanging from the roof…

it reminded me of the underground caverns, just ice instead of rock.  

The beauty God surrounds us with never ceases to amaze me…

somehow the sun trying to shine through the ice made me feel that

there is always hope to be found,

even when your world feels cold and hopeless…God Bless!  

Wednesday Humor: Dave Barry Explains a Colonoscopy

 

If you are easily offended, don’t read; I just find it totally humorous…if you’ve had one you’ll understand and if you haven’t, your time is coming.

This is from "Newshound" Dave Barry’s colonoscopy journal:

I called my friend Andy Sable, a Gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a colonoscopy. A few days later, in his office, Andy showed me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over the place, at one point passing briefly through Minneapolis.


Then Andy explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and patient manner.
I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn’t really hear anything he said, because my brain was shrieking, quote, ‘HE’S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!’

I left Andy’s office with some written instructions, and a prescription for a product called ‘MoviPrep,’ which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave oven.  I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into the hands of America’s enemies.
I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous.  Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation.  In accordance with my instructions, I didn’t eat any solid food that day; all I had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor. Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep.

You mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.) Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour,  because MoviPrep tastes – and here I am being kind – like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.


The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great sense of humor, state that after you drink it, ‘a loose, watery bowel movement may result.’ This is kind of like saying that after you jump off your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.
MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don’t want to be too graphic, here, but:  Have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch?

This is pretty much the MoviPrep experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything. And then, when you figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the  future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.
After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep. The next morning my wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage.  I was thinking, ‘What if I spurt on Andy?’ How do you apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be enough.


At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and totally agreed with whatever the heck the forms said. Then they led me to a room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on, makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked.
Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand.  Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep.  At first I was ticked off that I hadn’t thought of this, but then I pondered what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom, so you were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but to burn your house.
When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the 17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I was seriously nervous at this point. Andy had me roll over on my left side, and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my hand. There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was ‘Dancing Queen’ by ABBA.

I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that could be playing during this  particular procedure, ‘Dancing Queen’ had to be the least appropriate.
‘You want me to turn it up?’ said Andy, from somewhere behind me. ‘Ha ha,’ I said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a decade.
If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.


I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, ABBA was yelling ‘Dancing Queen, feel the beat of the tambourine,’ and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very mellow mood. Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that It was all over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been prouder of an internal organ.

About the Writer:  Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor columnist for the Miami Herald.  On the subject of Colonoscopies… Colonoscopies are no joke, but these comments during the exam were quite humorous. A physician claimed that the following are actual comments made by his patients (predominately male) while he was performing their Colonoscopies:

1. ‘Take it easy, Doc. You’re boldly going where

no man has gone before!
2. ‘Find Amelia Earhart yet?’
3. ‘Can you hear me NOW?’
4. ‘Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?’
5. ‘You know, in Arkansas , we’re now legally married.’
6. ‘Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?’
7. ‘You put your left hand in, you take your left hand out…’
8. ‘Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!’
9. ‘If your hand doesn’t fit, you must quit!
10. ‘Hey Doc, let me know if you find my dignity.’
11. ‘You used to be an executive at Enron, didn’t you?’
12. ‘God, now I know why I am not gay.’
And the best one of all.
13. ‘Could you write a note for my wife saying that my head is not up  there?

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