Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

When Lexington Freezes Over

Wow! We thought we'd seen it all: piles of snow in Provo, torrential rain in Uruguay, and blistering heat in St. George. However, today we woke up to something totally new--Lexington under ice. It's called freezing rain and that's exactly what it does, it freezes on contact. When we watched the news this morning, they were calling it a weather emergency. We laughed to ourselves and got ready for another regular day. Then we went outside and came back in believing the weatherman after all.
As you can see from the pictures, we are covered in thick sheets of ice. The car door won't open, the mailbox is sealed shut, and the garbage can is stuck to the ground. So, we're staying home (BJ included!)

Looks just like any other snowy day in Lexington... but wait 'til you have a closer look!

It was a futile effort to clear off the car... It had a solid half-inch-thick sheet of ice over it.

Here's what it looks like up-close...

It looks rather festive, doesn't it?

The Close-up...

And Last, but not Least...
Our Mailbox (I don't think we'll be getting any mail today).

Friday, January 23, 2009

Christmas 2008

McKay playing with his Christmas toys!

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Friday, January 16, 2009

Wonderful Wedding Number Six!!!

It's true. This was the sixth wedding our family has celebrated in one year. That's right, in the course of just one year, half a dozen new faces have entered the family! We are thrilled to welcome John, Matt, Nick, Misty, Desiree, and last, but certainly not least, Sara into our family and hope they feel at home among us.

Rounding out this marathon year of weddings was Harry and Sara's in North Carolina, just after New Years.

While in NC, we had a wonderful time staying in a big house with the Kreiders and visiting with Grandma Baird and Aunt Debi. We had lots of delicious food, played games (I actually won a Settler's game, hurray), watched movies, and exchanged gifts. It was a wonderful wedding and reunion.


The happy couple...and Daniel. Actually, Daniel was the Best Man and gave perhaps the best toast I have ever heard at a wedding. It was a true tribute to Harry and Sara. Daniel thanked Sara for marrying Harry and managed to call Harry a "fetcher", all within two minutes. Way to go Dan!


The other happy couple, er, family? Whatever.

Handsome Robertson men

At the delicious wedding dinner. It was some of the best Italian food I have ever had! We especially loved the fried zucchini, ravioli, and cheesecake!

P.S. See facebook for the complete Christmas and wedding albums

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Merry Christmas, Baby!


The only thing better than celebrating Christmas is watching your baby celebrate his first Christmas! Though the whole event didn't really sink in for little McKay, he loved swatting at ornaments, pulling on bows, and tearing wrapping paper and waving it around like a miniature cowboy waving his lasso.
"Give Me Those Christmas P.J.s!"
Christmas Eve with the whole Robertson Gang!

Month in Review

It's unbelievable how quickly a month can pass while dashing madly back and forth between two families at Christmastime, visiting friends, attending a wedding and a funeral and flying across the country 4 times.
Indeed, an entire month has passed during which we've reunited with family, opened presents, squashed our suitcases full of said presents, eaten our way through the holidays, bought new clothes to accommodate said eating, and are now back in KY resolved to be a little better, a little fitter, and a little more frequent in our blog entries. :) (And to write with a few less commas!)
So here it is, a month in quick review:

In keeping with tradition, we made our annual gingerbread men. It was mutually agreed that Becky won the prize for "Most Creative" with entries including: the Elvis Camel (complete with blue suede shoes and "bling") and Old Man 08' and Baby 09'.


David and Krista supervised the actual baking (no idea how that happened). In our most macabre gingerbread year yet, David managed to decapitate at least 50% of the gingerbread men somewhere between the baking sheet and the cooling rack, earning himself the title "Sweeney Dave". And McKay supervised the festivities from his perch atop various "arm chairs".