Sunday, January 30, 2011

Just Chillin'



January has come and gone is a flurry...shower or wintry mix. Our schedules have been so thrown off course by all of the winter weather, at this point I am not sure what day it is. I don't really feel like revisiting this months past nightmare, but I am pretty sure we only made it to school about half of the month. Boy, am I glad to have that behind me! While the lack of routine and predictability has been a little on the non-existent side, January as a whole wasn't a bad month. After Sam's birthday, January was jam-packed with an eclectic mix of activities not recommended for the weak.
We got to see Lauren Hill in concert. This partially fulfilled a fantasy of mine. I have always wanted to go to a rap concert. While Ms. Hill isn't a self-proclaimed rap artist, but more so hip-hop/r&b, there was a DJ before the show that treated us to an array of 90's to present rap artists. And I will be the first to admit, I am a huge fan of the 90's which might explain why none of my students ever know any of my references. I guess in most of my attempts to relate to them, I date myself. Seeing Lauren Hill was a pretty monumental way to kick off the new year, but I will say I experienced an equally devastating experience. I learned that Janet Jackson, one of my favs, is coming to Atlanta, and I failed to get the memo about this. By the time I found out, most of her shows within range were sold out. However, there are VIP packages available, so if I have any rich great aunts or uncles out there reading this...they are ONLY $ 1000.00 per person! :) On the upside, Ms. Janet does have a book coming out next week.

We also took an escapade (one of my favorite Janet Jackson songs) up to Pennsylvania. It was a really hard call to make. We had been planning on it for quiet some time....like when we had originally had a four day weekend before this snow made mincemeat of it. The original plan was to head out on Thursday night, travel halfway, get a hotel room, travel the rest of the way up on Friday, and then come back on Monday. What actually happened: the Friday teacher work day got absolved due to the pre-Christmas break snow, we missed 4 days that week due to snow, and it was really questionable as to whether or not we would make it up there to have some precious niece and big brother time. Not knowing whether or not we would have school Friday (we were banking on not) we headed up early Thursday morning. We arrived Thursday night, wound up having a 3 hour delay on Friday, and came back on Monday. The time we spent up there was fun. We went to Moonbounce (this indoor-inflatable playground world); went to the Philly Museum of Art which pleasantly surprised us by having some VERY nice/exciting pieces, and of course did all things Rocky-style; spent some time in a favorite little Philly suburb of mine called Manayunk where we got a parking ticket (shhhhh), and somehow managed to fit ice skating and a children's museum into the mix as well. Sam did not skate, but took some classy photos:
(From the above pictures you can see that Sam does not ice skate, but instead is a great photographer!)
All in all- good wholesome fun. Sam engaged in countless hours of pretend play, and I got to see how much my nieces have grown and enjoy the ages and stages they are in right now. I definitely learned that when we have kids, I'm going to have to watch Sam because he doesn't know how to say no. I can also see myself saying, "Ok, dear sweet husband, you are going to have to stop playing, the kids have to go to bed now." The real kicker is that when we returned from PA, Sam really did get sick and had to take an actual-for-real-sick day that Tuesday. That is what you get when you try to flee town and play :cough:cough:sick for one day. He had a pretty nasty stomach bug that was pretty much a replay of what he had last year except Exorcist style with split pea soup

January was also filled with shaking my muffin maker. I vowed to make two types of muffins a week. Typically, I have been making a breakfast muffin and a dinner muffin. This has been quiet enjoyable. So far I have made berry jam muffins, salsa muffins, banana walnut muffins, cranberry orange muffins, rosemary corn muffins, regular corn muffins, wheat supper muffins, sweet potato muffins, fig walnut bread, and I am sure there are a few others. Needless to say, there is nuffin' like a good muffin. In the way of domestic duties, we also decided to repaint our indoor stairs and fireplaces one fateful snow day. I have to say that black paint is very messy and made me very nervous. It took some teamwork to paint the stairs as we both wouldn't fit on them side by side, and you can't really work on different steps because you will eventually be stepping on the other person's work. Don't worry we very civilly persevered. We also made it to game night at Beth and Freelin's house as well as a school/holiday party for Sam's school...and I feel like several other things happened...but is it February already?...the middle of the month? I so meant to get this blog out a few weeks ago. Stay tuned for a February update as we have had some exciting times here in the Summers' household.

Don't slack on your Summers reading.


A note from Sam:
Was sick in January. Got sick again in February. "Finished" genealogy for my side, for a while. Started genealogy for Kellie's side. Apparently, they're from Leicester. North Carolina. And have been for forever. A great mini-series is "Pillars of the Earth" about England in the 1100s. I'm getting ready to start some seeds for gardening time!

Monday, January 3, 2011

Happy Birthday, Dean!




Oh this day in history, 1981, I was born.
Why is the blog named "Happy Birthday, Dean? Well, Ill let you see:


My beautiful and loving wife seen here:
Made me a chocolate cheese cake with chocolate ganache. She was going to write "Happy Birthday Dear Husband" but the white icing got to hard. So it looks like "Dean" instead of "dear". But the wife says "Hasn't anyone seen a cursive "r"? Oh the funny hilarious times.

Well, I've up and turned 30. I don't know how to use these new fangled machines anymore. These computers. hope I can still remember how to write these blogs in my old age. So for my 30th birthday, I stole an idea from an old friend who also turned 30. I've made a list of my 30 favorite things I've done in 30 years. It was a great exercise in remembering and being thankful for all the great experiences in my life. It was hard to narrow it down to thirty, but here they are, in no particular order:

1.Going to the Alamo
2. Sitting on the back porch in Texas with my granddad, drinking coffee and eating Cracklin' Oat Bran cereal. Watching squirrels and talking.
3. Getting married and honeymooning in Spain.
4. Eurotrips 1 and 2 with Mathew
5. My many adventures at Appalachian State (such as crawling through steam tunnels
6. Eating Caramel Apples from Barber's Orchard
7. Working on my house with mom and dad
8. Eating homemade strawberry jam
9. Taming the wild cat Muffin
10. Playing music in bands
11. Learning to garden from my parents
12. Learning how to read and developing a love of reading from mom.
13. Playing G.I. Joes in the sandpile
14. Playing Davy Crockett in the fort
15. White Dragon beach trips
16. 2005: The Summer of the Dragon (was that the year? I can't remember in my old age)
17. Taking parents to new restaurants
18. Driving trips with my parents: to Texas, Civil War battlefield tours, Grand Canyon, Oklahoma, Washington D.C. etc
19. Hanging out at Haywood Community College watching Westerns (and developing a love of westerns from my dad)
20. Learning yoga from my wife
21. Trying new restaurants with the wife
22. Working puzzles and drinking hot chocolate with the wife
23. Playing fireman with my dog Joe during cookouts. We pretended the smoke from the grill was a real fire.
24. Eating the best chicken and dumplings made by my Mamaw Williams (even though my mom's comes pretty darn close)
25. Eating the best pecan pie made by my Grandmother Summers (even though my mom's comes pretty darn close)
26. Summer church trips
27. Seeing live music
28. Shooting guns with dad
29. Making gingerbread cookies
30. Being outside in the woods, whether it be sunny or snowy, playing or hiking.

That about sums it up. All the good stuff is on there, at least as much as I can remember. I probably forgot a few. I highly recommend this activity for anyone turning 30.


I don't really have any reflections on being old. There's a lot of grey in my beard now. My goal for the year is to do more yoga and stay active. I'm also going to be taking a course at AB Tech about writing and publishing for children, so maybe I'll get Muffin the Toothless Cat going. Some of my presents included books on raising chickens, bees, clothes, dominos, a John Wayne knife and a Bowie knife. Oh, and Snake Eyes the sweetest GI Joe action figure ever. See him standing guard behind my birthday dinner of turkey cheese meatloaf, mashed sweet potatoes and apples, rosemary cornbread, and green beans. Being old is delicious.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

SNOEL: A Holiday Hindsight


Well, as always, the holidays have proven to have went by in a flurry. It seems that you spend an awful lot of time preparing for something that seems to be over in a snap leaving everyone pretty tired and also tired of food. However tiring, Christmas is one of those holidays that opens the month of December up to endless, festive possibilities that are every minute worth the effort. From holiday performances, to baking, to decorating, there is not a dull moment; the year goes out with a bang. We had a very good holiday season and were pleasantly surprised (thank you weather man) by the 8-12 inches of snow we got on Christmas day!

We got the house all decorated. The tree this year wasn't my favorite, but after messing with it about 12 times, it did it's job and actually kinda grew on me.
The cats sure enjoyed it. I don't think there was a moment that they weren't curled up underneath. There were lots of scrumptious goodies floating around, probably earlier than they should have been. We made chocolate covered Ritz peanut butter crackers, snow balls cookies, blackberry thumbprints, pecan bars, a citrus filled spice cake for Christmas day, and asiago pear scones for Christmas morning, not to mention the candy that we found in our advent calendar the 25 days prior to Christmas.



On Christmas Eve, we went to my parents for lunch for the traditional meal where a Christmas surprise showed up! Little Noel (we named her that) wondered into my parents yard. She was a cute, very sweet little kitten that we tried to entice to stay with ham which she ate a lot of; however, she must have had owners as after spending the evening with us, she disappeared. In the evening we watched a church performance that Katy, my niece, was performing in. After that we went to my older brother's house to eat hor d'oeuvres and exchange gifts. It was good to spend the evening over there, and we got a sweet camera!
Christmas morning was magical as always! After getting Sam to go back to sleep until 7, we woke up and had our Christmas morning here. Complete with coffee, scones, and times I wouldn't swap for anything! I got several awesome books. The one I am most excited about is my muffin recipe book with 750 recipes!

I also got some running clothes, kitchen gadgets, a sweet owl shirt and earrings. Sam got a wine rack, so he can now store all the wine he made! He also got some books, a fabulous purple cardigan and shirt to go with, as well as a whoopie cushion!


After we had wrapped up business on the homefront, it had already been snowing for two hours! We attempted to head out to Sam's parents in Haywood County, unfortunately the roads had not been touched yet and looked pretty hazardous. Not knowing what to expect, we turned around and headed home, and the snow kept falling.


Later that day, my dad, who has a truck that can barrell through anything, picked us up and we all went back to Scott's house for Christmas lunch and a little snow play. We rolled the world's biggest snowball that was stolen from Scott's neighbors yard into Scott's yard which was the beautiful start to an igloo. This was a huge snowball. It took some serious heave-hos by four adults. I'm not sure what the tonnage comes out to, but I am sure it was at least 500 lbs.

Later that evening, we made a successful second attempt to get to Haywood County to spend the night with Sam's parents. Thankfully it was only slightly treacherous, and my husband is a manly driver. Once there, we opened presents and ate some delicious food. I got a lot of cool socks, some books, clothes, and a cast iron skillet! Sam got some clothes, books, and a converter cartridge for his black powder (woo). As an early gift, we received this magical dishwasher that actually cleans the dishes! Tuckered out from the days events, we went to bed and woke the next morning to tackle sledding. And can you believe it was still snowing!?



I think a total of 12+ inches fell. We made it out of there after lunch and came home to shake off the Christmas crazies and relax a little.

The rest of the week was spent joyously...with just the right amount of relaxing. Mark was in town which was a special treat. It was good to see him, as always! The Sunday Skype sessions just don't do his essence justice. We went to see Little Fockers and True Grit, while polar opposites, both were pretty excellent. Sam was like a child in a candy shop all throughout the viewing on True Grit. We also went bowling. I dominated. Not shying away at all after Christmas, good food made it into our mouths several times. We went back to Kathmandu and then, on New Year's Eve we went back to The Southern with Mark, Jon, and Christian. Those two joints might be my favs as of right now. On the opposite end of indulgence, we partook in several yoga classes. I really enjoy the new studio I go to, for it has really good vibes and lots of colorful souls.

Now 'tis January, a new year, and lots of exciting stuff awaits us! Cruises, concerts, trips, and we are also keeping a flexible schedule and an opening to all the possibilities. A January blog is commin' round the corner!



Happy New Year! May it be filled with love, light, and laughs (which according to scientific studies may help burn off those extra holiday calories)!




Bon Voyage, Ya'll!

Sam's version of how we spent New Year's Eve:

Sorry for all the pictures. I've been enjoying the new camera. However, this New Year's pictojourney isn't complete because I couldn't get a picture of us asleep on the couch about 10:30 pm.