Magically our boy and girl twins are now twin boys. The idea of two boys has taken some getting used to after the original excitement of having one of each. When we found out about the change at the ultrasound the doctor pointed “it” out several times to make up for the previous failure, and now we have more ultrasound penis pictures than we know what to do with. Luckily, we had not done too much boy/girl purchasing or decorating and are finding it a bit easier to plan for two boys. They are set to arrive around October 21. The babies seem to be doing well and growing on schedule now weighing in at a little over 1 ½ lbs. each. I have largely left the morning sickness behind now although it never really was morning sickness: pretty much any time of the day sickness, including my favorite - driving down the interstate at 70 mph with no bag or shoulder to pull over onto.
I have adjusted to the idea of being outnumbered by boys and think it will be fun to play with cars and trucks, sports, and all the boy stuff they do. It is a debate in the household whether we will have soccer or basketball players. Clay bought the boys some stuffed soccer balls the other day so I better get on it if I want the indoctrination to start early. Everything more or less seems to be falling in to place as we prepare for their arrival. We're both excited and at the same time overwhelmed by the prospect of doing everything double. But we can't wait to bring them home.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
New Additions
Finally a new post...has it really been 7 months since I've added anything new? I apologize to all those out there who have been dying to hear about the exciting Holland Days. Here's a quick run down of the past months since the last time I posted: Worked every week day for 12 plus hours (and some week ends), took a few days off for Christmas break to host Clay's family for Christmas, turned 29, several doctor's visits a week, took a road trip on Valentine's day in search of the best pie and BBQ in TX, got a new calling as Primary President, more doctor's visits, got pregnant, got really, really sick, more doctor's visits, slept a lot, visit from my parents, and celebrated 7 years of wedded bliss. It doesn't seem like we've done a lot, but everyday life can get pretty busy. We try to keep it fun though and do some exciting things on the weekends. We've been to a few concerts, seen some movies, hung out with friends, and just tried to enjoy the time that we actually get to see each other.
We are now ready for our lives to a get a little bit more exciting. As I said we found out we were pregnant at the end of February. After seven years, and the help of some fertility doctors we are trilled to be expecting a boy and a girl in October! I can't say how excited and thankful we are for this opportunity. I'm now 17 weeks along and comfortable enough to talk about the pregnancy with co-workers, friends, and people at church. Up until about 15 weeks we had only told our parents/siblings and a couple of friends that are very observant. Now, I want every one to know how happy this pregnancy makes me and how grateful I am for the two precious babies we will one day get to hold. Perhaps these new little additions will keep us updating our blog.
We are now ready for our lives to a get a little bit more exciting. As I said we found out we were pregnant at the end of February. After seven years, and the help of some fertility doctors we are trilled to be expecting a boy and a girl in October! I can't say how excited and thankful we are for this opportunity. I'm now 17 weeks along and comfortable enough to talk about the pregnancy with co-workers, friends, and people at church. Up until about 15 weeks we had only told our parents/siblings and a couple of friends that are very observant. Now, I want every one to know how happy this pregnancy makes me and how grateful I am for the two precious babies we will one day get to hold. Perhaps these new little additions will keep us updating our blog.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
The Great Cram of 2009
This is what I was doing over my winter break--stacking up books that I should've been reading. On January 12th and 23rd I had my two "comprehensive exams" to determine whether I can continue on in my phd program, the first on political theory and the second on public law. Each exam was an eight-hour exam consisting of three essay questions. The plan was to study over last summer, but when that didn't work out too well, the plan was to study during the fall semester, and when that didn't work out that well, the plan was to study over winter break, which I finally managed to do. The books shown in the photo are several (not all) of the books contained on my reading lists for the two exams. It was a miserable few weeks. However, I am also the master of distraction/avoidance,/procrastination, and even while studying during the last weeks in December and early January, I managed to read two entirely unrelated books (one of which was The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, which I really liked. I recommend it for any Shakespeare and/or dog fans out there) and beat a video game (Call of Duty: World at War). I learned last week that I passed the political theory portion, and will hopefully find out that I passed the public law portion sometime this week. However, I will add a disclaimer that I think I really botched one of my public law essays. I wouldn't be entirely surprised by an inadequate overall score as a result (okay, a failing score--it is essentially pass/fail). If that is the case, I'd have to take it again in August. Hopefully that is not the case. The exams are graded by all the faculty teaching in those areas, and we can see their grade sheets/comments when they are done. It is an eye-opener seeing the range of grades different graders will give the same exam, some commenting how well you answered the question, others commenting that you didn't answer the question at all. You've got to love academia.
Monday, October 20, 2008
We're #1, We're #1
On Saturday Clay and I attended the UT/Missouri game. We've been in Austin for two years now and decided it was about time we experienced Longhorn football. We got a good deal on season tickets because of Clay's student status. This is our third game this season and I am loving it! The mid afternoon games haven't been too pleasant especially when the sun seems to single you out and direct all it's heat on your seat. This past week's game was especially exciting because of our new status as the #1 team in the country after our stomping of OU. With over 98,000 fans in attendance the atmosphere was intense. There was a lot of shouting, cheering, and high-fiving with total strangers. After attending two other schools with teams that had less than stellar programs it's fun to be at a school that is ranked # 1. Clay will say I'm only there to watch the marching band, and while I do stand up during half time to watch while everyone goes to the bathroom or sits down, I do enjoy the football. I'm already excited for the next game.
Hook 'em Horns!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Our Just Desserts
There are two things that I have learned about the Holland family: One there is always room for dessert, and two they will turn anything into a competition. When faced with the decision to spend our night going to a comedy club, watching the bats on Congress bridge, going to the Drafthouse, or some other touristy thing for Wendy and John's second to last night in Austin, it was decided that we would have a pie making contest.
John called his parents to get Omi's "secret" pecan pie recipe, Wendy and Clay searched the Internet and the many recipe books on our shelves, while I tried to be resourceful and make a pie with ingredients we had on hand. We gave ourselves 30 minutes to come up with a pie and then went grocery shopping. I must admit I thought I would win hands down because I was the only one that had ever made a pie by myself. But the Hollands proved to be quite the competitors.
Each person had a designated cooking spot in the kitchen as to deter sabotage and stealing of ideas. There was a fervor of activity that lead to one almost-disastrous crust, one not-quite-cooked-in-the-middle pie, one is-that-ever-going-to-be-ready pie, and the oops-I-forgot-the-vanilla pie. Thankfully the only causalties were my clean stove and kitchen.
John called his parents to get Omi's "secret" pecan pie recipe, Wendy and Clay searched the Internet and the many recipe books on our shelves, while I tried to be resourceful and make a pie with ingredients we had on hand. We gave ourselves 30 minutes to come up with a pie and then went grocery shopping. I must admit I thought I would win hands down because I was the only one that had ever made a pie by myself. But the Hollands proved to be quite the competitors.
Each person had a designated cooking spot in the kitchen as to deter sabotage and stealing of ideas. There was a fervor of activity that lead to one almost-disastrous crust, one not-quite-cooked-in-the-middle pie, one is-that-ever-going-to-be-ready pie, and the oops-I-forgot-the-vanilla pie. Thankfully the only causalties were my clean stove and kitchen.
THE COMPETITORS:
Clay: Buttermilk Chocolate Chip
Andrea: Rasberry Peach w/Streusel Topping
Wendy: Key Lime Cheesecake
John: Chocolate Pecan
Clay: Buttermilk Chocolate Chip
Andrea: Rasberry Peach w/Streusel Topping
Wendy: Key Lime Cheesecake
John: Chocolate Pecan
THE CATEGORIES:
Nostalgia Factor: Andrea
Best Overall: Clay's Buttermilk Surprise
Best Aroma: Andrea (Cinnamon and Brown Sugar just smell better)
Aphrodisiac: Clay (it was creamy, gooey, and it felt a little wrong enjoying it so much)
Short Bus Award: Clay (I'm not sure what this really means)
Best Presentation: Wendy
Miss Congeniality: Andrea (friendliest competitor)
Honorable mention goes to John's Chocolate Pecan Pie - it was the first one to go.
Finger Lickin' Good
My brother, sister, and I share a common flaw, a flaw passed down from our father. I know what you are thinking, and, no, red hair is not a flaw. As Mark Twain said, "While the rest of the species is descended from apes, redheads descended from cats." I'm not quite certain what that means, but cats must be better than apes, right? Ruadh gu brath! No, our common flaw is something else entirely, though now that I think about it more, it is not a flaw either. You see, we share in common an inordinate love for barbecue. How could something that feels so right be wrong? So what better way to spend a weekend with my siblings than to treat them to the wonders of Texas barbecue. We all made the 45-minute pilgrimage to Lockhart, Texas, home to two of the top 5 barbecue joints in Texas. How could we decide which one to try? We couldn't, so we had both. The verdict? Mmmm...meat candy. Best barbecue ever. At both, you order by-the-pound from a counter and are handed your meat and white bread or crackers on butcher paper. No utensils, no sauce, and slim pickin's for sides. I was initially skeptical of the no sauce approach, but was quickly won over by the delicious meat. No sauce necessary. Ultimately, I think we enjoyed the pork ribs more at Smitty's and the brisket more at Kreutz. Put the two together and you get one of the best meals you'll have. Of course, since barbecuing brisket is more an art than a science, I'm sure the balance might change on any particular day, so we'll always have to eat at both places so as to be sure we're not missing out. I think Andrea and I will return whenever we come up with a decent excuse to make the trip.The next day we were returning from zip-lining in the Hill Country and couldn't resist stopping at The Salt Lick since we were so close. Prior to Smitty's and Kreutz, The Salt Lick was our favorite barbecue spot in the area. It made honorable mention on that list of best barbecue in Texas. It was still excellent in its own way--we especially love the sauce. Instead of the family style meat buffet, we opted for a by-the-pound approach and still had plenty of leftovers, which we of course ate the next day. Count it, that's barbecue three days in a row. Three magical, delicious days. Thanks for the excuse, Wendy and John.
Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah
John walking one of the bridges between platforms. Clay tried running accross one with his eyes closed and no hands. I think there might still be a bruise.
Here we are on one of the six zip lines. The harnesses are very flattering. While on the ground we were given a little practice run on braking and landing on the platforms. Suprisingly I never ran into any trees.
We spend a lot of time doing things in the city so we really loved taking a break to be in the trees. It was beautiful! Clay and I want to go back and spend the night in their Lofthaven, a little treehouse for two.
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