It’s time for another Yooper Stewart post. I asked YS what I should post about this month … he stared at me like I’d just suggested he wear pink lace. Seriously.
I know it’s a little late, but here’s a look at YS’s Christmas. Like every year, December was crazy. No single event stands out as the humorous episode of the month, so I decided to just show you some of his recent holiday shenanigans.
This is YS with our nephew, Butter Bean. BB lives in the big city, and his dad is a city boy. It’s up to YS to make sure BB understands the subtle differences between Mossy Oak and Realtree.
Yooper Stewart also took time to play with our niece, Pudding Cup. Not having spent much time around kids, YS always learns something new when we’re with BB and PC. For instance, this day he learned how to play board games – roll the dice, move where ever you want. Pick cards at random. Repeat. Everyone has fun and no one loses.
Me and my man. At Christmas he takes time away from his camo to don a t-shirt we bought while on our honeymoon at Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas party.
One of my family’s Christmas traditions is Chex Mix. My mom used to fill a five gallon tub with it (no exaggeration – ask my high school friends). PC and YS seem to enjoy this holiday treat, too.
The Bellagio! If you ever make it to Vegas, stop in at the Bellagio to check out their atrium. Beautiful! We’ve never been there at Christmas before, so this was the first time we got to enjoy their decorations.
The last night – we tried desperately to get a nice picture, but a 6 year-old and a 4 year-old make that difficult (and highly entertaining!).
We did managed one decent shot (sans Butter Bean). Yooper Stewart has this thing about his eyes being closed in photos. You get used to it.
I like to ask Yooper Stewart questions because I never know what to expect as an answer. Usually I’ll hit him with something easy, like, “What do you love about me?”, but the other night I felt ambitious. I asked YS to tell me a love story.
He told me the tale of JuJu Bean, Mona, Stinky Man, and the bus driver. I laughed, I cried … I mostly laughed. When it was over, he beamed. “I had all of the main points: main character, love interest, agitator, and procrastinator.”
At least he remembered that they start with an ‘a’ and a ‘p’. 🙂 I love this guy.
I apologize for the long absence. I don’t know about you, but December was a crazy month for Yooper Stewart. Christmas parties every weekend. Long work days during the week. A high-maintenance wife at home. He was a busy man.
Even though he was super busy, something seemed off. The man worked 4,000 hours a week, helped out around the house, played with the cats, and still couldn’t fall asleep at night. Seriously – who works a 14 hour day, then lays awake for two hours? That just didn’t make sense to me. Lucky for YS, he married this high-maintenance lady. Long story short – he visited a naturopathic doctor and is now being treated for adrenal fatigue and hypoglycemia. If we can get those things under control, he might actually get some good rest and then have some energy!
Wow. I can’t even imagine what that will be like. I’m sure it will mean lots of Lego sorting and plenty of QT in the garage. I hope it will also include a bit of a social life. 2012 could be a good year for us.
I haven’t had a chance to really talk with YS about his goals for the new year yet, but I know there are a few things he’s planning:
1. A work schedule. Right now he goes in at 6:30 a.m. and comes home whenever the work is done. Coming soon at work – two shifts. A start time and an end time. Another big wow.
2. Discipline. I don’t know much beyond that. I just know that YS told me he feels like he needs to be more disciplined this year. I might have suggested that emptying the dishwasher in a timely manner would be a good place to start.
3. Irish & Indian influences. I told YS I’d like him to speak with an authentic Irish accent this year. He said he’d like me to do naked yoga around the house. This could get weird.
Happy New Year, folks!
Weekends at our house always include two things: a lot of work and a lot of rest. Yooper Stewart takes his Sabbath rest very seriously. Sometimes I worry that he’d leave the car stranded by the side of the road if it broke down on his day of rest. I never used to think too much about resting, but since I’ve been married I’ve come to appreciate a day to relax.
It doesn’t matter if we rest on Saturday or Sunday, so long as we take a day off. That day usually starts the same way – with YS taking his time getting out of bed.
It’s become his ritual. I usually bring him some coffee or cereal around 9 a.m. He shimmies himself up the wall enough so he can eat or drink without making a mess. Then he grabs his laptop for an hour or two of uninterrupted Yooper Stewart web surfing (usually involving Legos, car, and/or recycling).
Since the bed is the natural daytime habitat for Bucket and Midgie, they always join YS. Midgie, however, particularly enjoys human companionship in bed – especially in the fall and winter.
This is a typical morning-of-rest at the YS home:
Here I am!
Well there she is! But how did we find her? It’s the Great Kitty Caper of 2011…
“Honey, come look at these giant slugs!” – Yooper Stewart, 8/21/11
We used his hand for reference - gross!!
Midgie picked up her head at the exact moment that I took this picture. Must be a comfortable way to sleep.
Me: “Honey, do I look nice today?”
YS: “Yes. I really like your necklace. It’s a happy necklace.”
Me: “Do I need to shave?”
YS: “No, you’re Polish.”
Me: (upon serving YS his second large helping of casserole) “So, you like this recipe?”
YS: “It’s okay, but I wouldn’t make it again.”
YS: (upon seeing an older woman with very large hair) “Whoa! She could be on Christian television!”
I finally did it – I created a special blog for my special someone. A site completely dedicated to Yooper Stewart. This is a two fold experiment.
1. I want to be more consistent about sharing stories about life with a would-be Yooper.
2. I want to learn how to use WordPress.
I’m letting you know this now because I will be experimenting quite a bit with this blog. As I try to figure out these new tools, I’m sure there will be some hiccups. Please consider yourselves warned.
I’ll come up with a schedule soon and let you know. In the meantime, please feel free to leave a greeting for Mr. Stewart.