Grandpa Studer passed away Thursday, Jan 6th. He had been fighting various cancers and was about to start treatment again. We were lucky enough to have spent some time with him on New Year’s day and he seemed to be doing quite well. He had surgery on Tuesday to prepare for the cancer treatment and that seemed to go well also. Apparently Thursday morning he was just snoring away, and then stopped. So he got his wish. He always wanted to just pass in his sleep, and God let him go in is own way.
Grandma was in the hospital at the same time, which is probably for the better because she had help and support of the doctors and nurses in dealing with her emotional pain.
I have a lot of fond memories with Grandpa, especially of our vacations with Ben and Steffanie. He will be missed by all.
Here is a recap of our Christmas dinner so that I can remember what we did come next year.
This year we ate on Christmas Day rather than Christmas Eve. Attending were Brent, Cathy, Kurt, Melanie, April, Ashton, Carissa, Carleigh and Myself. We made:
Got the rolls out at 7:15 so they could rise. Started the beef at 8:00. Had it in the oven by 8:30, turned it at 10:00, got it out at 11:30, let it rest and cut it just around 12:00. Made the broccoli once the meat was going and let it sit in the fridge. Instead of doing the pull-apart bread, I just made dinner rolls and put the herb mixture on top the rolls. Easier, and turned out better. Would do it that way again. Made the herb mixture just before time to take the roast out, then made the rolls while waiting on the roast to rest.
Made 5LB of Yoder’s mashed potatoes, put 1 stick of butter and a bit of milk to make them better. Took about 10 minutes of heating in the microwave to get them hot enough. Had just enough potatoes for people to take, had none left for ourselves. 6LB next time?
Had shrimp for everyone to eat, and Patti had sent a cheese ball from Christmas eve, between the two that gave people enough to munch on, but should probably have one other appetizer.
Doubled the roast beef recipe, made just the right amount for everyone to eat.
I had intended on posting this last week when the toys were actually coming, but I seem to have been given the opportunity to be sick for the last week and half. Carissa had a sore throat and Carleigh had a runny nose and both stayed home the Thursday before Labor Day. On the 1st, I had a scope run down my throat to check on some pains I’ve been having and to check if the heartburn I have is anything to worry about. Nothing turned up from that. The following day I started having a sore throat and symptoms of a cold, runny nose and a cough developing. By The following Tuesday I was miserable. I was coughing all the time and couldn’t sleep. Wednesday morning I went to Immediate Care and got a prescription for some good cough medicine, that worked well initially, but seems to be not working so well as of late. Over the weekend I kept waking up with red eyes and stuff in my eye lashes, so we assumed I had pink eye, and I canceled any plans we had. I am starting to feel better, but the cough is still with me and the sore throat is still there too, but the red eyes are gone and I once again feel like doing stuff.
Anyhow back to the toys. April won a Houseparty from Fischer Price in which they sent her a gazillion toys for her and her houseparty guests to play with. The girls had a blast last week opening the 70lb box of toys and getting everything out of it. As expected, the newness of the toys has already worn off and they could care less that they are littered all over our living room. The actual party is this Saturday, so we’ll see if they get some more use then. We’ll also see if I stick around for said party, but I believe some male chaperones are attending, so I will likely stay to ensure they are entertained.
Well Carleigh’s first week of pre-school is complete. Well sort of. She was sick on Thursday so she didn’t go. They aren’t allowed to go if they have a runny nose even if its just allergies. Friday they were off of school, so I guess she only had a three day week, but still apparently it went pretty well. Rumor has it she is using they potty for Miss Mary (I don’t think the #2 issue has arrived, so that may still be a problem, but we’ll tackle that when we get there I guess). She says she has made some friends and seem to enjoy going. We’ll see how long that lasts. Other than that no new major news or milestones.
Just had a customer ask me if we carry Ol’ Roy dog food. What’s wrong with people.
OK, so he’s not quite old enough to know if he acts like a monkey, and he certainly doesn’t look like a monkey, but after several false starts last week, Melanie and Kurt made me an Uncle Saturday morning. Ashton Royce Scheibe was born at 12:30AM 6/3/2010, 8lb 4oz, 19.5″ long. He wasn’t due until sometime this week, but kept attempting to make an appearance starting Saturday night, June 27th. Melanie went in that night and they sent her home and told her to come back when the contractions were 5 minutes apart. Thursday morning, July 1st, they were 5 minutes apart and April took her back to the hospital. I came home and took the girls to run a bunch of errands and doctors appointments. Eventually, much to everyone’s dismay, they sent her home again. Friday morning about 5:30AM or so (I was still half asleep), April went to take her back to the hospital again. This time they admitted her into room 439 (sorry I like details like this when I go back and read this stuff 10 years later). Carissa went with Amy, and Carleigh went with Joyce so I could go to work. That night there was still no baby, but a little after 12:30 April texted me to let me know he was there.
They are home now and everyone is doing well. It’s strange calling myself and Uncle, because all of the Uncles I’ve ever had were old and I don’t want to think of myself as that old yet, but I reckon I’m getting there. (especially when I use the word reckon)
There was a knock at the door tonight and a gentleman was standing outside holding a bottle of dawn dish soap. He said it would be my free gift if I took a look at the Kerby sweeper he was trying to sell. He said I didn’t have to buy anything, that just by looking he would get credit for it. I figured maybe I would help him get his credit even though I had no intentions of buying a sweeper. He went to his car to get the sweeper and I set the dish soap on the ground. I stood outside intending on letting him show me it outside and then he would leave. I didn’t want him in the house for numerous reasons, but mostly because April was cleaning and I didn’t want him in the way. He asked me to get the door for him and I said I’ll just look at it out here. He wasn’t content with that. I told him that I had no intentions of buying one and I was just going to look at it so he could get his “credit”. He didn’t like that answer and grabbed up all his stuff. As he was leaving he asked me to put his dawn dish soap back on his pile of stuff.
I thought it was quite hilarious that he was making me give the soap back because I wouldn’t let him in the house.
I was really looking forward to using it on something too…
During the first part of April we took a trip to Florida. We took along many things for this trip, one of which was one of Carleigh’s favorite cups. We concluded this trip with a visit to my Cousin’s house in South Carolina. Upon leaving we left her cup there. We weren’t really that worried about it because it was just a cup. My cousins said they would bring it with them when they visit in July. Last week the cup appeared in the front office of the store. Heather’s Grandma had gone to SC to visit, and when she came back she brought the cup with her and left it at the store for us. Friday night, Dad and I took Carleigh to the VFW for fish and we took this magical cup with us. Once again, when we left, the cup did not leave with us. I didn’t realize we had left it until we got back to my Dad’s, and I didn’t really feel like going back to get it.
This morning, I walked up to the front of the store and there was the cup, sitting in the office. No one is really sure how it got there, but somehow it did.
I’m tempted to leave it somewhere else to see if it can find its way back again.
Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and asks the first man he meets, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’
The man said, ‘I do, Father.’
The priest said, ‘Then stand over there against the wall.’
Then the priest asked the second man, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’
‘Certainly, Father,’ the man replied.
‘Then stand over there against the wall,’ said the priest.
Then Father Murphy walked up to O’Toole and asked, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’
O’Toole said, ‘No, I don’t Father.’
The priest said, ‘I don’t believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don’t want to go to heaven?’
O’Toole said, ‘Oh, when I die , yes. I thought you were getting a group together to go right now.’
Carleigh got her staples out on Friday. We were worried they would be worse coming out than going in, but she was very brave and didn’t even cry at all. In the meantime since the last post when we got plenty of snow we’ve gotten more of the same… more snow.
Friday the 5th, the day we went to the ER, we got 5.8″. According to weather.gov, snow depth was at 11″. Monday the 8th we got 2.9″. Tuesday the 9th, we got 3.8″. Friday the 12th we got 1.4″. Tonight we are adding even more to that total. Bare in mind, these numbers are at Akron/Canton, we may have gotten slightly more or less then that. None the less, we’ve been very busy clearing snow and keeping the sidewalks ice free. Seems like we’ll be doing more of that in the morning as well.