Sam won't stop watching the game in order to pause for a photo. We might have a sports fanatic on our hands.
P.S. This photo was emailed to the Mariners and then projected on the big screen during the game. Sam is famous.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
by popular request...
It's great that Sam's here now, because he is our new Sunday evening entertainment. Tonight we took a photo shoot of the lil' guy. Here's some of our favorite photos.
If you're ever wondering what Sam looks at all the time, look at the reflection in his eyes: his parents' giant heads.
Sam has expressed an interest in working in Vaudeville. We think he has a good chance at making it big...
Monday, August 11, 2008
tribute to zillah
I've been realizing how different my life is going to be after this week. I've never lived in Provo without my cousin Zillah - even when we weren't roommates, we've always lived relatively close to each other. Zillah is moving to South Bend, Indiana this weekend, where she will be starting a Ph.D. program. She's amazing.
Zillah has always been one of my close friends. I can't remember a time when I didn't know her. I was always excited to visit her family because we inevitably would be allowed to have a sleepover. One time, when my parents came by to pick me up from a sleepover, Zillah hid me in her closet. I remember listening to people going through the Siebach house, looking for me. I think that was the time our parents decided to let us stay together a little while longer - Zillah got to drive up with my family to Idaho and visit our great-grandma. We really lucked-out that time; usually our plans to hide and prolong the sleepover weren't so effective.
Growing up, I always admired Zillah - and I still do. She was a great swimmer (she was nice to watch me flounder around the Scera pool when we went swimming), she was always very tan in the summer, and she was very beautiful with long, long blonde hair. As we got older, I admired how quickly Zillah read the Sunday comics and even later, how well she spoke French.
Zillah has been my confidant for a long time. When we were teenagers, we would always go up to our grandma's computer room and talk for hours. We would talk about our latest crushes, drama productions, school activities, plans for the future, etc. There was a time when Zillah wanted to run as president of the United States. She asked me to be her running mate, and I immediately agreed. I don't think she ever really thought that I would make a good vice-president, and I don't think I ever wanted to be involved in politics. But I knew that we would make a good team.
In high school, Zillah and I were quite silly. We developed this silly kiss-on-the-cheek ritual (well, we never really kissed on the cheek, but kissed the air next to the person's cheek). We decided that we had to give each other an additional kiss each time we saw each other - which turned into a very prolonged kiss-the-air ceremony. I'm glad we stopped that practice when we became roommates in college. Not only would our other roommates have thought us very strange (even though they did think that for a while, right Ixoj?), but we would have wasted a lot of time completing our obligatory kiss-the-air game.
Zillah continued to be my confidant throughout college. Even though Zillah didn't share my penchant for sleep as a freshman, we would still find lots of time to chat. She would always listen to me oogle over (or complain about!) boys. She was always supportive of whoever I decided to date (even if later she admitted that she didn't really like the guy). I continued to confide in Zillah after my mission too - after J and I talked about getting married, Zillah was the first person I told.
There are few people who are as kind-hearted, generous, witty, intelligent, interesting, beautiful, and talented as Zillah. Provo will not be the same without you. Best of luck to you and K. I look forward to visiting you in South Bend and creating more memories.
Zillah has always been one of my close friends. I can't remember a time when I didn't know her. I was always excited to visit her family because we inevitably would be allowed to have a sleepover. One time, when my parents came by to pick me up from a sleepover, Zillah hid me in her closet. I remember listening to people going through the Siebach house, looking for me. I think that was the time our parents decided to let us stay together a little while longer - Zillah got to drive up with my family to Idaho and visit our great-grandma. We really lucked-out that time; usually our plans to hide and prolong the sleepover weren't so effective.
Growing up, I always admired Zillah - and I still do. She was a great swimmer (she was nice to watch me flounder around the Scera pool when we went swimming), she was always very tan in the summer, and she was very beautiful with long, long blonde hair. As we got older, I admired how quickly Zillah read the Sunday comics and even later, how well she spoke French.
Zillah has been my confidant for a long time. When we were teenagers, we would always go up to our grandma's computer room and talk for hours. We would talk about our latest crushes, drama productions, school activities, plans for the future, etc. There was a time when Zillah wanted to run as president of the United States. She asked me to be her running mate, and I immediately agreed. I don't think she ever really thought that I would make a good vice-president, and I don't think I ever wanted to be involved in politics. But I knew that we would make a good team.
In high school, Zillah and I were quite silly. We developed this silly kiss-on-the-cheek ritual (well, we never really kissed on the cheek, but kissed the air next to the person's cheek). We decided that we had to give each other an additional kiss each time we saw each other - which turned into a very prolonged kiss-the-air ceremony. I'm glad we stopped that practice when we became roommates in college. Not only would our other roommates have thought us very strange (even though they did think that for a while, right Ixoj?), but we would have wasted a lot of time completing our obligatory kiss-the-air game.
Zillah continued to be my confidant throughout college. Even though Zillah didn't share my penchant for sleep as a freshman, we would still find lots of time to chat. She would always listen to me oogle over (or complain about!) boys. She was always supportive of whoever I decided to date (even if later she admitted that she didn't really like the guy). I continued to confide in Zillah after my mission too - after J and I talked about getting married, Zillah was the first person I told.
There are few people who are as kind-hearted, generous, witty, intelligent, interesting, beautiful, and talented as Zillah. Provo will not be the same without you. Best of luck to you and K. I look forward to visiting you in South Bend and creating more memories.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
sam meets norah
N and SJ are in town (hooray!) and we finally got to meet our new niece Norah tonight. Norah was born a few weeks after Sam, and it was fun to have the cousins finally meet.
"Nice to meet you..."
Street-wise Norah flashes her New York gang sign at Sam, who innocently licks his lips.
Proud daddies
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
love-a-bear
Other than holding bears and feeling the texture of different blankets, toys, and Daddy's scruffy chin, Sam likes to sleep. So does his dad.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
utah lake
On my first attempt of walking to Utah Lake with Sam, he slept the whole trip in his stroller. I guess that I expected him to be the same today. Let's just say that Sam was NOT the same on this trip. I won't elaborate beyond saying that I will never, ever, go on this walk again with a newborn baby.
Needless to say, we made it, with much drama on the way to the lake and back. This, however, is what Sam thought of our ten minutes at the Utah Lake:
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Jerry Lewis Nostalgia: Colegate Comedy Hour with Rosemary Clooney
Many people who grew up with me know that Jerry Lewis films are one of my guilty/not-so-guilty pleasures. I'm not really a fan of slapstick comedy, but sometimes the timing of Jerry's movements are impeccable. I also agree that some of Jerry's antics are a bit prolonged in some scenes, but I love him just the same.
In high school, I would watch episodes of the Colgate Comedy Hour (Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin's television show from the 1950s) ad nauseam with my friends, particularly Katie and Heather. This video clip is of our favorite episode where Rosemary Clooney was a guest (though I didn't include any clips with Clooney). I especially love this episode because there is so much improv between Martin and Lewis. Heather and I must have been influenced by all of this improv and banter - we took improv to the utmost level during our district drama competition, where we improvised our whole scene because both of us had been too lazy to memorize the script. The hilarious thing is that we actually won the district competition and were sent to the state competition after that - which we promptly lost because we still hadn't memorized our lines.
Things I love about this episode: When Jerry gets after the audience for laughing at a "non-funny" joke (27:30); when he calls his coat a "puzzle" because he is fumbling with it on the set; the look on his face while saying "Isn't that a stunning model?" I also love that naive Jerry helps the burglar load wedding presents into his sack and the burglar makes a clean get-away.
In order to make amends, Jerry decides to clean up the mess in the room. I like when he lifts up his hands in fake surprise while saying the word "cleaner" (35:04). My high school friends and I would sometimes do this movement to feign astonishment, and I still find myself wanting to do it at times - though I generally refrain myself since no one would get the joke. I also love the expression in Jerry's face while the butler is giving his line.
I also love the musical number is at the end of the episode. I especially love how Dean starts to laugh when Jerry asks him if he wants an "introduction" (44:46). And I can't help but crack up every time Jerry falls down when the music booms especially loud (46:00). The timing is so great.
This being said, I also have to say that I love Dean Martin too. Jerry wouldn't be as funny without Dean acting as his "straight man." Sometimes I think Dean goes unappreciated when people talk about the "Martin and Lewis" team. He really is a great comedian too, not to mention a fabulous singer.
In high school, I would watch episodes of the Colgate Comedy Hour (Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin's television show from the 1950s) ad nauseam with my friends, particularly Katie and Heather. This video clip is of our favorite episode where Rosemary Clooney was a guest (though I didn't include any clips with Clooney). I especially love this episode because there is so much improv between Martin and Lewis. Heather and I must have been influenced by all of this improv and banter - we took improv to the utmost level during our district drama competition, where we improvised our whole scene because both of us had been too lazy to memorize the script. The hilarious thing is that we actually won the district competition and were sent to the state competition after that - which we promptly lost because we still hadn't memorized our lines.
Things I love about this episode: When Jerry gets after the audience for laughing at a "non-funny" joke (27:30); when he calls his coat a "puzzle" because he is fumbling with it on the set; the look on his face while saying "Isn't that a stunning model?" I also love that naive Jerry helps the burglar load wedding presents into his sack and the burglar makes a clean get-away.
In order to make amends, Jerry decides to clean up the mess in the room. I like when he lifts up his hands in fake surprise while saying the word "cleaner" (35:04). My high school friends and I would sometimes do this movement to feign astonishment, and I still find myself wanting to do it at times - though I generally refrain myself since no one would get the joke. I also love the expression in Jerry's face while the butler is giving his line.
I also love the musical number is at the end of the episode. I especially love how Dean starts to laugh when Jerry asks him if he wants an "introduction" (44:46). And I can't help but crack up every time Jerry falls down when the music booms especially loud (46:00). The timing is so great.
This being said, I also have to say that I love Dean Martin too. Jerry wouldn't be as funny without Dean acting as his "straight man." Sometimes I think Dean goes unappreciated when people talk about the "Martin and Lewis" team. He really is a great comedian too, not to mention a fabulous singer.
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