Just wanted to give an update. As of today there is no baby, but Tiffany has been having contractions 15 minutes apart for the last several hours. Some have hurt, some haven't. I haven't forgotten the ones I love, I've just been ignoring you. :)
I will let everyone know when the little guy comes, and that will be by phone for most of you, but know if you don't get a phone call and you find out through the blog that doesn't mean I hate you, it just means I forgot.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Puppet Katie
Here is a little video of Katie and daddy. Katie learned a new trick recently. She learned it in one day, and now look how she performs.
Update will come later today for the baby watch update. We go to the doctor later this afternoon and we'll tell you the status.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Let the contractions begin!!!
Sunday Tiffany and I were sitting in our pleasant abode minding our business when she began to get contractions that were an hour apart, and they continue to this hour. Don't get too excited though, she tells me they are Braxton Hicks contractions. Did I spell that right? I don't think so, but realistically who can? Pregnant women know how to say it and know how to describe it, but no one ever asks them or anyone else for that matter how to spell it, so there was my best guess.
With Katie this same thing started on the Sunday before she was born. She ended up being born on Thursday, four days later. So we aren't expecting the little Scott here anytime in the immediate future, but my guess is that he wants to get out of there. I know I would want out if I was him. In fact I was in his situation and I came out before I was done cooking, so why shouldn't he?
For those who don't know, if all goes as planned he will be born in the same hospital I was born in. If we're lucky even the same room. But if that happens we will never know because I don't know which room I was born in, or if they changed the rooms around.
Well, that is it for now. I will post again when we have some spectacular news. Hopefully we'll have a name for him too. At that point we can let you in on that secret, which has even been kept from us.
With Katie this same thing started on the Sunday before she was born. She ended up being born on Thursday, four days later. So we aren't expecting the little Scott here anytime in the immediate future, but my guess is that he wants to get out of there. I know I would want out if I was him. In fact I was in his situation and I came out before I was done cooking, so why shouldn't he?
For those who don't know, if all goes as planned he will be born in the same hospital I was born in. If we're lucky even the same room. But if that happens we will never know because I don't know which room I was born in, or if they changed the rooms around.
Well, that is it for now. I will post again when we have some spectacular news. Hopefully we'll have a name for him too. At that point we can let you in on that secret, which has even been kept from us.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Winter?? Who Cares
My little Katie Ann :0)
Does this remind anyone else of Jim Carrey's The Grinch? There is a scene and he looks just like that.
She finally got the courage to go down the slide and now she can't get enough of it.
I thought that these pictures were too cute not to put up. If you want to know how to make Katie happy this is it in a nutshell. Rain, Shine, freezing cold or scolding hot...take her outside and she will play forever. We finally got her some gloves because I felt so bad when we would come back inside after being out for a while and have her hands be freezing cold. Hopefully the new baby will like being outside just as much because we are out there quite a bit.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Tagged
Well, 'J' apparently tagged me, so I must comply. I don't know the rules, and even if I did I can't promise I would follow them. As with most of my posts, I don't know how long it will be before I get bored with writing, because I write until I get bored, and usually people get bored long before I am done, so here is my tag post.
1. I love to talk/teach in front of large or small groups. Give me a topic (but it isn't required) and the amount of time you want me to talk and I will go. I rarely get nervous talking in front of large groups. I actually look for opportunities to do it and I love it.
This leads me into number 2.
2. Where I thrive in speaking situations, I hate being in front of large or small crowds doing anything musical. Quick example. When I was a Deacon I was asked to lead the music in Priesthood. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was wearing a white shirt and tie, sitting with my friends. Bishop what's his name asked me to lead the music. I tried to get out of it, but no go. I realized no one really pays any attention to the person up there leading, especially the one playing the piano or organ. The one playing really goes at the pace they want and it is the job of the person conducting to keep up with them. The other reason there is a conductor is to give those singing something to look at. If there was no conductor people's minds would wonder and they would forget with they are doing. Anyway, I got up there and the second the electric piano began to play the sweat began to dance to the beat. I don't think any of this sweat was visible, but I sure felt it. I'm talking about pit sweat, and a lot of it. Remember the old Sure deodorant commercials? Well, if I was in that commercial at that time I would be unsure. So I refuse to lead music to this day even though I can, and I am terrified to play my violin in front of people as well, I just don't like to do it. My wife has only see me play a few times, that tells you how much I don't like it.
3. I just pulled part of a wart out of my wife's foot with needle nose pliers. That was fun. She is a baby, she wouldn't let me pull the rest because she was afraid she would lose too much blood.
4. My 18th birthday sucked. Lone Peak Soccer team 2000 hates me to this day and Lincoln Westcott is my best friend. Those who know what I am talking about know why I got offers to play soccer for colleges around the country.
5. Friendship. I value a good friendship like you wouldn't believe. If you are a friend yet only take, our friendship will be/is probably short lived. I view friendships this way: A friend is someone that would do anything for you at any time of the day or night when you are in need, and you would do the same for them. If that isn't the case, then that friendship is doomed to fail. If the friend doesn't care about me enough to give, then why should I care enough to give to them. I have many friends that fall into this category, and family is included. Those friends know who they are.
6. I have a twin.
As much as he believes that is true I do as well. Yes there are 17 years between us, but there is a bond. We look alike, we act alike and at times we talk alike. I have a deep unexplainable love for him, and when he is sad I am sad, and we can feel it. We love each other. I am not sure if we bonded because we look alike or if the bond was there before we realized the physical similarities, but the bond is there and it is real, and I know it goes well beyond this life.
7. I love popcorn. The biggest mistake my wife has ever made when it comes to our food budget was to buy me a popcorn maker for Christmas last year. We go through butter, popcorn, oil and salt faster than you wouldn't believe. We moved to Boise with over 2 gallons of cooking oil, we now have about 1/4 of a gallon of oil left. (Granted some of that oil went to making egg rolls and home made french fries, but trust me, I love it.)
8. I love my job. I love talking to people and reporting the things that are important to a community. I love being a person that people look to for an example. I like leading, and this job allows my personality to come out.
9. I love the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I love serving in the church. I love helping people become better. Church on Sunday is fun to me.
Well, there you go. That is me being tagged. I know I could do the blanket tag, but that is weak sauce. So if the words Horned Frogs, Vi swa (I know I don't know French), mean anything to you, then consider yourself tagged, and if you think you know what that means, then you can be tagged too.
p.s. 10. All my love. :)
1. I love to talk/teach in front of large or small groups. Give me a topic (but it isn't required) and the amount of time you want me to talk and I will go. I rarely get nervous talking in front of large groups. I actually look for opportunities to do it and I love it.
This leads me into number 2.
2. Where I thrive in speaking situations, I hate being in front of large or small crowds doing anything musical. Quick example. When I was a Deacon I was asked to lead the music in Priesthood. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was wearing a white shirt and tie, sitting with my friends. Bishop what's his name asked me to lead the music. I tried to get out of it, but no go. I realized no one really pays any attention to the person up there leading, especially the one playing the piano or organ. The one playing really goes at the pace they want and it is the job of the person conducting to keep up with them. The other reason there is a conductor is to give those singing something to look at. If there was no conductor people's minds would wonder and they would forget with they are doing. Anyway, I got up there and the second the electric piano began to play the sweat began to dance to the beat. I don't think any of this sweat was visible, but I sure felt it. I'm talking about pit sweat, and a lot of it. Remember the old Sure deodorant commercials? Well, if I was in that commercial at that time I would be unsure. So I refuse to lead music to this day even though I can, and I am terrified to play my violin in front of people as well, I just don't like to do it. My wife has only see me play a few times, that tells you how much I don't like it.
3. I just pulled part of a wart out of my wife's foot with needle nose pliers. That was fun. She is a baby, she wouldn't let me pull the rest because she was afraid she would lose too much blood.
4. My 18th birthday sucked. Lone Peak Soccer team 2000 hates me to this day and Lincoln Westcott is my best friend. Those who know what I am talking about know why I got offers to play soccer for colleges around the country.5. Friendship. I value a good friendship like you wouldn't believe. If you are a friend yet only take, our friendship will be/is probably short lived. I view friendships this way: A friend is someone that would do anything for you at any time of the day or night when you are in need, and you would do the same for them. If that isn't the case, then that friendship is doomed to fail. If the friend doesn't care about me enough to give, then why should I care enough to give to them. I have many friends that fall into this category, and family is included. Those friends know who they are.
6. I have a twin.
As much as he believes that is true I do as well. Yes there are 17 years between us, but there is a bond. We look alike, we act alike and at times we talk alike. I have a deep unexplainable love for him, and when he is sad I am sad, and we can feel it. We love each other. I am not sure if we bonded because we look alike or if the bond was there before we realized the physical similarities, but the bond is there and it is real, and I know it goes well beyond this life.7. I love popcorn. The biggest mistake my wife has ever made when it comes to our food budget was to buy me a popcorn maker for Christmas last year. We go through butter, popcorn, oil and salt faster than you wouldn't believe. We moved to Boise with over 2 gallons of cooking oil, we now have about 1/4 of a gallon of oil left. (Granted some of that oil went to making egg rolls and home made french fries, but trust me, I love it.)
8. I love my job. I love talking to people and reporting the things that are important to a community. I love being a person that people look to for an example. I like leading, and this job allows my personality to come out.
9. I love the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I love serving in the church. I love helping people become better. Church on Sunday is fun to me.
Well, there you go. That is me being tagged. I know I could do the blanket tag, but that is weak sauce. So if the words Horned Frogs, Vi swa (I know I don't know French), mean anything to you, then consider yourself tagged, and if you think you know what that means, then you can be tagged too.
p.s. 10. All my love. :)
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Photo Shoot
After my ride to the doctor today to look at the growth on my ear (cyst) I came back home and found my beautiful bride and some random kid on my bed. So me being the excellent reporter I began to ask questions. Once I realized they weren't talking, and they would only smile after my questions I thought I would start snapping some pictures on my iPhone. So here are a few of them. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
The downside with the iPhone camera: if you move at all it goes blurry or fuzzy.
If you have a good investigative eye, you won't be fooled by the horizontal stripes on Tiffany's sweater, she is great with child. If you have a great investigative eye you will see the sweater is a few inches too short and her brown shirt is showing, hence her giggling. By Katie's face you can tell she knows about the sweater too, but she is trying her best not to let the cat out of the bag.
Yes, that is the Bob Evans hat, made for my dad. He's famous.
Like our new pillows with the nifty cases?
This is my smerk. If I was showing my teeth you would see I have a wicked cross bite when I smile. Brian, I have a patient for you. :)
The downside with the iPhone camera: if you move at all it goes blurry or fuzzy.
If you have a good investigative eye, you won't be fooled by the horizontal stripes on Tiffany's sweater, she is great with child. If you have a great investigative eye you will see the sweater is a few inches too short and her brown shirt is showing, hence her giggling. By Katie's face you can tell she knows about the sweater too, but she is trying her best not to let the cat out of the bag.
Yes, that is the Bob Evans hat, made for my dad. He's famous.
Like our new pillows with the nifty cases?
This is my smerk. If I was showing my teeth you would see I have a wicked cross bite when I smile. Brian, I have a patient for you. :)
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
One Exciting Week
Okay, so the week started last Sunday with my brother Dave, his wife and four kids meeting us at church on Sunday. They stayed with us through Tuesday morning. It was so much fun. We watched movies, played the wii, went and played in the church gym...had a trip to the hospital...everything turned out okay. One of Dave's kids had a problem with her eye. They got it taken care of. We even went to work with Scott and Dave, Michael and Sarah had a little photo shoot. It was really good to see them! So after they left on Tuesday morning I watched a four week old for a few hours and got to see what it is going to be like with two kids. It wasn't too bad Katie just wanted to touch the baby the whole time. I wonder how long it will take for that to wear off when we have a baby around ALL the time.So Wednesday comes along and I clean up the house and that evening along comes...
Mark and Jody! They came and stayed with us for Thanksgiving. It was awesome. Wednesday night Mark went and saw Scott at work while Jody and I made the pies for Thanksgiving...and when I say the two of us made them I really mean it was mostly Jody. Thanksgiving comes and we make the whole turkey dinner. It turned out really good. Scott said the only thing that was wrong with it was not everything could be hot hot because we only have one oven. The meal was great and we have been enjoying the leftovers ever since. (We went shopping for the turkey a little late and ended up with almost a 19 pounder) My fault. So we load the dishwasher and much to our surprise it stopped working. Great time for it! We left everything alone and went back to enjoying the day. Friday morning Mark, Jody and I got into the spirit of Black friday and left at around 4:45 in the morning and got back around 9. I ended up spending less than I saved so it was worth it for me. Saturday morning we lost our house guests and in came the dishwasher repair man...long story short I am washing by hand for a week and a half...we are waiting for a part to come in.
And Sunday we got to do one of my favorite things. Here is our lovely Christmas tree. I love Christmas time. We listened to the music and everything. It was a lot of fun...Scott watched Katie and I put the whole thing up, decorate and everything and he helped Katie withthe star. It was one crazy week and we had a ton of fun with everyone that came to visit.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Christmas
Sorry it has taken so long for me to post this, but here it is at mother's request:
Christmas gift giving/exchange/etc.
The pattern here is go up two and you have that person.
Brian & Natalie - Michael
Scott & Tiffany - Paul
Leslie & Jared - Brian & Natalie
Mark & Jody - Scott & Tiffany
Craig - Leslie & Jared
Steven - Mark & Jody
Stacey - Craig
Lisa - Steven
Michael - Stacey
Paul - Lisa
Let's try and keep the spending between $20-30. If that is too much please let me know. If you notice the younger kids aren't on here, and that was done on purpose. Since they can't tie their own shoes then they don't need to buy a gift. Also, Mom and Dad aren't on here, so we (Brian and I) wanted everyone who can, to chip in some money (Bling Bling) so we can get the parents something.
Please let me know if that works. We are thinking of getting them their own Xbox 360 for their room so they don't have to go all the way downstairs to get their fix.
Christmas gift giving/exchange/etc.
The pattern here is go up two and you have that person.
Brian & Natalie - Michael
Scott & Tiffany - Paul
Leslie & Jared - Brian & Natalie
Mark & Jody - Scott & Tiffany
Craig - Leslie & Jared
Steven - Mark & Jody
Stacey - Craig
Lisa - Steven
Michael - Stacey
Paul - Lisa
Let's try and keep the spending between $20-30. If that is too much please let me know. If you notice the younger kids aren't on here, and that was done on purpose. Since they can't tie their own shoes then they don't need to buy a gift. Also, Mom and Dad aren't on here, so we (Brian and I) wanted everyone who can, to chip in some money (Bling Bling) so we can get the parents something.
Please let me know if that works. We are thinking of getting them their own Xbox 360 for their room so they don't have to go all the way downstairs to get their fix.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Tagged
I guess it is my turn to tell a little something about myself...
Let's see
1. I have started to love to bake. It is so much fun. I love to make pies, bread, cookies the list goes on. It has gotten to be a fault this pregnancy though because I have a little bit of a sweet tooth so I will make these things and end up eating it all as well. Sure it takes me a few days but Scott usually doesn't get much of the goods.
2. I love doing things with my hands. Scrapbooking, sewing, doodling...not saying that I am great at any of them I just like to have my hands busy. It is hard though to be able to do them all that often because it is so expensive...that's where number three comes into play
3. I love shopping for deals. We get the Sunday paper and we use coupons all of the time. I think Scott is a big part of why I use more coupons now. We would use them on dates when we were going out. I guess it kind of stuck. I love finding good deals on the kids clothes. My sister told me about a place called other mothers and they have a 25 cent sale every month, so I have been able to get all of Katie's winter clothes and most of the babies clothes for 25 cents a piece. You can't beat that.
4. I am a huge outside person. Sports, excercising, camping, swimming you name it and I love doing it. I love hikes too. I think mostly it is the adrenaline rush of all of these things but I love the challenge of most of the outdoor activities.
5. I love just sitting on the couch cuddling with Scott, we don't have to be watching a movie or anything I just love sitting with him. I think this has come from childhood when I would just like holding things. At night I would always cuddle with a teddy bear, pillow or something. It probably goes back to #2.
6. I love to read. I will read any sort of suspense or mystery or whatever. I like to try and figure it out before it actually happens. If the book can get me hooked in the first 10 pages I am good. If not, I will pick up another one. I have to admit...I wasn't going to read the Harry Potter books when I first started...it took SO long to get to the story...good thing my sister kept me reading because I would have missed out on 7 great reads. I have just started to really enjoy the nonfiction side of things, I have been reading some of the church history books and really enjoy them.
If you haven't got tagged I tag you...It is fun to read about everybody, so I hope you enjoy the little tid bits about me.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Happy Halloween!!!
Last night we went to our ward Trunk or Treat. It turned out to be a lot of fun. Katie was our little ladybug. She was so cute. By the end of the night she was quite effective at trunk or treating. She would run from one car to the other grab the bowl and pull it down so she could see in, grab a few pieces of candy and put them in the bag that I was holding for her. It was so cute! I dressed up as the pregnant hillbilly...didn't really need a costume I guess. It was fun. Scott was of course a news man. He was only able to come for about 45 minutes but he definitely left his mark. The men in the ward had a chili cook off. Scott signed up and made chili for the first time in his life. It turned out really good. He ended up getting third place out of 12 or 13 pots of chili! I told him that he should be the one that cooks from now on.
I'll put the recipe on in case anyone wants to try it. It was a little spicy for my taste buds so if you don't like the spice you can alter it to fix it.
Scott's award winning chili! The pot was full at the beginning of the night...by the end it was one of the few pots that were scraped clean.
Scott's Chili
1 lb ground beef
1 lb hot sausage
4 cups tomato juice
30 ounces tomato sauce
1 can kidney beans
1 can black beans
1 onion, chopped
1/2 cup diced celery
1/4 cup diced green bell pepper
1/4 cup chili powder
2 tsp ground cumin
1 1/2 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp ground black pepper
1/2 tsp dried oregano
1/2 tsp granulated sugar
1/8 tsp cayenne pepper
Cook up the meats and then just throw it all in a pot. Simmer for an hour and a half...enjoy.
He found the recipe on cooksrecipes.com but ended up changing a couple of things. What I wrote down was the variation. The title is Rich and Meaty Chili on the internet if you want to find the original.
Doesn't he look so excited? I made him get the picture :0)
Katie was so much fun! The only time she would wear the hat was for the picture. I put two pig tails in her hair right on top of her head so it looked like she had antennas without the hat on. Hope you all had a Happy Halloween!
I'll put the recipe on in case anyone wants to try it. It was a little spicy for my taste buds so if you don't like the spice you can alter it to fix it.
Scott's award winning chili! The pot was full at the beginning of the night...by the end it was one of the few pots that were scraped clean.Scott's Chili
1 lb ground beef
1 lb hot sausage
4 cups tomato juice
30 ounces tomato sauce
1 can kidney beans
1 can black beans
1 onion, chopped
1/2 cup diced celery
1/4 cup diced green bell pepper
1/4 cup chili powder
2 tsp ground cumin
1 1/2 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp ground black pepper
1/2 tsp dried oregano
1/2 tsp granulated sugar
1/8 tsp cayenne pepper
Cook up the meats and then just throw it all in a pot. Simmer for an hour and a half...enjoy.
He found the recipe on cooksrecipes.com but ended up changing a couple of things. What I wrote down was the variation. The title is Rich and Meaty Chili on the internet if you want to find the original.
Doesn't he look so excited? I made him get the picture :0)
Katie was so much fun! The only time she would wear the hat was for the picture. I put two pig tails in her hair right on top of her head so it looked like she had antennas without the hat on. Hope you all had a Happy Halloween!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
A Tradition Continues...
Growing up in the Adamson family we would make little gingerbread houses (graham cracker houses to be more precise) every Halloween and give them out to neighbors or eat them or whatever the Monday before Halloween. Well we decided that it would be fun to continue doing that. So this afternoon we started and Scott was doing so well, about an hour went by and he had to get ready to go to a meeting at work so the houses were put on hold...by the time Scott got back home and I started working on my house again Scott refused....so his only ended up half done. He did however, take some very cool pictures of my house. A couple of which are at the top of the post. Side note...that picture reminds me of a camping post on Brian and Natalie's blog when Natalie said that Kyrie would easily have been Hansel and Gretel if she didn't watch her like a hawk. This must have been the candy house she was looking for. I thought it was funny. So anyway we have one and a half finished gingerbread houses and we are going to take them to a couple families in our ward. Katie and I will have to put some extra candy on Scott's but after it all I had fun and really isn't that all that matters?
Our plethera of Candy...
Scott's eager beginnings....
Working on my house
Katie wasn't too excited about anything except the graham crackers...I tried to give her candy but she kept throwing it on the floor. She is definitely not my daughter...she'll take popcorn any day though...must be Scott's.
Scott's halfway point....and final product I guess.
My final product...minus an extra tree and a few more reeses pieces.Go Jazz....for all you guys that don't like the baby posts and the cheezy things that I write.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Blogging for the sake of blogging
After I finished my previous masterpiece I began to think about blogging. But then I stopped and began reading comments to the last post I made. It's amazing the comments that roll out of the woodwork when you began to talk about the Jazz...and then continue to talk about the Jazz making people wonder, 'Why in the world am I still reading this post? I lost interest a long time ago because I'm not the biggest Jazz fan, but alas, I continue reading. Am I reading because the writing is so engaging? Or is it a train wreck and I am rubbernecking through the entire thing.'
Well people you have your reasons for reading and I have my reasons for writing. Sometimes I write so I am the only one entertained. Other times I write hoping to entertain other people. Hopefully regardless of the reason I wrote, and regardless of the reason you read, you and I both learn something.
Well, you read this whole thing (be grateful it wasn't too long) thinking I was going to go somewhere profound, but you were wrong. I was in the mood to write, and as I write this I am chuckling inside because you were hoping something good was going to come of this post, but instead I have just wasted your time. Or maybe I haven't. But again, you probably sit and say to yourself, 'He didn't waste my time.' If that is your claim then tell me what you learned? If you say, 'I learned never to read Scott's posts again,' then you would be missing out, because both you and I never know when a great blog post comes along. So happy reading. Don't worry, I am not conceded, I am just sitting at the computer writing whatever comes into my head. I suppose it is an exercise in free-writing. A cleansing of the brain if you will.
So to go full circle, this is Blogging for the sake of blogging.
Tiffany is lying in bed trying to go to sleep, and I wanted her to proof read this post before I clicked the PUBLISH POST button. Stumbling over the words I read to her what I wrote. I finished reading and realized I wasn't finished writing.
Also, I realized there wasn't a Jazz picture in this post. Now not every post I make will include a Jazz picture, because that will for sure get old. But since Ronnie Brewer is playing well, and he and his fellow Jazz-men rolled over the Laker's earlier tonight, like my pregnant wife's belly rolls when our baby son wiggles, I figured a picture of him wouldn't cause too much public outcry.
Personal? You want me to say something serious, and mean it? Well, I suppose I could. Since coming to Boise you have only heard from Tiffany on our blog. After all, the blog is titled Scott & Tiffany Evans, so I figure I had better contribute.
Working at Channel 7 is a great learning opportunity for me. I am surrounded by talented and able journalists. You know, as I write this, I am getting bored with talking about myself. I know I got out barely two sentences, but I wasn't having fun writing. I wasn't enjoying myself. Writing is about enjoying yourself, hopefully everything we do is somehow giving us enjoyment.
I am not saying we need to follow the desires of the flesh and adhere to every thought that enters our minds, but hopefully, we are doing something we enjoy, and if we enjoy it, then we should do more of it. That is why I love my job. Everyday is something new. Everyday I get to meet someone new. Everyday I learn something new. Now ask me what story I did today. You really want to know? Well, I did a story on the...optional sales tax and using it to attack a transportation deficit. Now before I cater to your thoughts about how boring that sounds, let me say, it took me a moment to actually remember what my story was on. Yes, it was more boring than I would have liked, and yes, some were confused about the story once I was done telling it. To be honest, I was a little confused and raised my own eyebrows at times. But my point is, I love my job. I don't remember what I do on a daily basis, but I love doing it. Every day is a one night stand. I do the best I can with it, then I file it away and move on to the next story of the day. The news that people want to hear.
Well, it's late, and my sleep as of late has suffered. So good night and for all those who speak French or have to read Jacob, Adieu. (So much for full circle) :)
Well people you have your reasons for reading and I have my reasons for writing. Sometimes I write so I am the only one entertained. Other times I write hoping to entertain other people. Hopefully regardless of the reason I wrote, and regardless of the reason you read, you and I both learn something.
Well, you read this whole thing (be grateful it wasn't too long) thinking I was going to go somewhere profound, but you were wrong. I was in the mood to write, and as I write this I am chuckling inside because you were hoping something good was going to come of this post, but instead I have just wasted your time. Or maybe I haven't. But again, you probably sit and say to yourself, 'He didn't waste my time.' If that is your claim then tell me what you learned? If you say, 'I learned never to read Scott's posts again,' then you would be missing out, because both you and I never know when a great blog post comes along. So happy reading. Don't worry, I am not conceded, I am just sitting at the computer writing whatever comes into my head. I suppose it is an exercise in free-writing. A cleansing of the brain if you will.
So to go full circle, this is Blogging for the sake of blogging.
Tiffany is lying in bed trying to go to sleep, and I wanted her to proof read this post before I clicked the PUBLISH POST button. Stumbling over the words I read to her what I wrote. I finished reading and realized I wasn't finished writing.
Also, I realized there wasn't a Jazz picture in this post. Now not every post I make will include a Jazz picture, because that will for sure get old. But since Ronnie Brewer is playing well, and he and his fellow Jazz-men rolled over the Laker's earlier tonight, like my pregnant wife's belly rolls when our baby son wiggles, I figured a picture of him wouldn't cause too much public outcry.
Personal? You want me to say something serious, and mean it? Well, I suppose I could. Since coming to Boise you have only heard from Tiffany on our blog. After all, the blog is titled Scott & Tiffany Evans, so I figure I had better contribute.
Working at Channel 7 is a great learning opportunity for me. I am surrounded by talented and able journalists. You know, as I write this, I am getting bored with talking about myself. I know I got out barely two sentences, but I wasn't having fun writing. I wasn't enjoying myself. Writing is about enjoying yourself, hopefully everything we do is somehow giving us enjoyment.
I am not saying we need to follow the desires of the flesh and adhere to every thought that enters our minds, but hopefully, we are doing something we enjoy, and if we enjoy it, then we should do more of it. That is why I love my job. Everyday is something new. Everyday I get to meet someone new. Everyday I learn something new. Now ask me what story I did today. You really want to know? Well, I did a story on the...optional sales tax and using it to attack a transportation deficit. Now before I cater to your thoughts about how boring that sounds, let me say, it took me a moment to actually remember what my story was on. Yes, it was more boring than I would have liked, and yes, some were confused about the story once I was done telling it. To be honest, I was a little confused and raised my own eyebrows at times. But my point is, I love my job. I don't remember what I do on a daily basis, but I love doing it. Every day is a one night stand. I do the best I can with it, then I file it away and move on to the next story of the day. The news that people want to hear.
Well, it's late, and my sleep as of late has suffered. So good night and for all those who speak French or have to read Jacob, Adieu. (So much for full circle) :)
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Jazz Training Camp Scrimmage
I apologize to one and all for delaying this post. Many of you already know I had the chance to meet and interview many of the members of the Utah Jazz, the best NBA team in the land (for the critics out there, this isn't based on the number of rings).
Every year the Jazz hold their training camp in Boise at Taco Bell Arena at Boise State University. I found out about this, or at least remembered this about a week before they came. Since I am now in the news business, I can have media access to events, killer deal. I put in the request to go and cover them, but due to the fact I am a reporter, and not a sports reporter many thought I was trying to get out of work, and many were right. But I pushed, nagged, bugged, you name it I did it, and finally our Sports Director got in a jam and needed someone to go to the scrimmage on the last day of camp. He said KSL in Salt Lake needed interviews and wanted me to go. I took hours deciding if this was the right opportunity for me. Yeah right, I called my wife to see if it was okay with her because it was on a Saturday morning when I am normally home. She is a good wife and realized how important this was to me...she let me go.
I went, and I sat on the court where the photographers normally sit during the game. As I look back on it now, I was the only one sitting on the floor with around 500 people in the stands, it probably looked weird, but I don't care. I was close and they weren't. Before I sat down I looked to my left and saw a man I recognized. Some of you might know him as Coach Sloan, but I just call him Jerry. I went over and introduced myself and told him I was a lifelong Jazz fan, even a couple of years ago when they couldn't buy a win. Again, a joke, he would have killed me to death if I had said that. I did feel like a little kid, but I wasn't I was an adult, an unbiased journalist admitting my affection for a sports team. I felt awkward, so I began to justify. "It probably doesn't mean too much to you to hear that." He said, "Yes it does. It's always good to meet a fan." He has the paws the size of ... well, let's just say he wears big gloves.
Feeling really stupid now I sat down cross-legged on the court under the hoop to the left if you reference the picture above. Jerry, (Coach Sloan to strangers) called the team in to divide them up into teams. Everyone was there except for Mr. Carlos Boozer who was with his family in Florida. Now these players are big. On TV they don't look that big because they're all big. Now don't get me wrong I have met few people who are bigger than me, but for me to say these guys are big is definitely saying something. AK47 is skinny on TV right? Well in person I wouldn't consider him boney or small, he just isn't thick and buff.
So the scrimmage began and Paul Millsap (My ex-boy. I'll explain later) had the first seven points for his team. Things weren't really crisp or smooth. The veterans were coaching the newbies where they were supposed to be on certain plays, but it was fun to watch them. AK had a great game, tossing lobs to Millsap. Ronnie Price had a great game but that is relative because no one played that much, and they only had two quarters 10 min each. They played one quarter then did some shooting drills then played another quarter with some of the teams switched.
While everyone was playing there were two who weren't.
Mr. Matt Harpring and Jarron Collins were riding bikes behind me. Being the great reporter I am, I uncrossed my legs and stood up and walked over to them and asked them if they were playing today. My good friend Matt responded first, "Does it look like it?" I said, "Nope." He said, "Well, there you go." Some friend he is. I tucked my tail between my legs, turned around and began to walk back to my spot on the court. J-dawg Collins spoke up and said, "Matt has a subtly problem." I then stopped and M-dawg (We were friends again) laughed. I asked them what injuries they had, and M-dawg said J-dawg (Not to be confused with the hot dog J-dawg's) had an ingrown toenail. J-dawg said M-dawg stubbed his toe. I then chimed in, wanting to get on M-dawg's good side said, "I heard J-dawg bit his tongue and is out for 3-6 weeks." They both laughed. Being the great comedian I am, I realized now was the time to make my exit while I was on top, leaving them begging for more...I sat back down, crossed my legs on the side of the court and watched the game.
I assume there are some of you, like my wife, who are getting bored with all the incredible details and the engaging writing, so I will make this long story short.
Psych! Not! Cha! If you don't like what you're reading you can skim it or just look at the pictures if you can't read. THIS post is for Jazz lovers and Scott lovers and if you love both of us, then you are my target audience.
My wife has been sitting next to me and inspired that last comment. She just said to me, "Holy cow! How much more are you going to write? So much for reporters keeping what they have to say short and to the point." I then, with my quick wit, said, "That is true, but every once and awhile there is a book that needs to be written.
So here is that book. Just be happy this is a picture book.
With all those side comments and distractions I just became tired of writing, (My wife laughs) so I am going to write the highlights and post some pictures.
After the game I interviewed Ronnie Price. He was cool. I liked him a lot. Really down to earth guy who seemed to be really happy to be playing for Jerry and with the other members of the Jazz. I also interviewed Ronnie Brewer. He was cool as well. I asked him how camp was. He said, "My legs are tired. Jerry Sloan Training Camp is tough, I'm glad it's over." I tried to interview Deron Williams, but he pretty much blew me off to sign stupid slips of paper for stupid fans. (I'm not bitter, he just lost his invitation to the sleep-over) I ran into CJ Miles. I didn't interview him, but we talked. He was really cool. I liked talking to him a lot. He just seemed like another brotha. (For all of you who think, 'He can't say that he isn't black,' think again. I have one black sibling, and a second on the way. If that doesn't make me black, I don't know what would.) We just talked about the 2-guard spot, and if he thinks he has a chance. I told him I like watching him play, he's flashy and just fun to watch.
As some of you may recall, I had a dream during last season about Paul Millsap. My dream went a lot like how my meeting of Jerry went earlier in this book/post. The big difference was, he is (now was) my favorite player on the Jazz. I expressed to him my feelings towards how he plays the game. He was flattered. And that was about it. So the whole day I wanted to meet him (like a teen-age boy telling a girl he thinks their cute) he is my favorite player in the NBA. I thought that would be a big deal to a guy who is only beginning his second year in the league.
Sorry the picture is blurry.
He finished signing his autograph, turned around and handed him a sheet of paper to sign. (Yes I got autographs of about 8 players, and yes, I know that's gay.) He writes left handed, and really took his time, wanting to make it nice. Time really didn't increase the appearance of his siggy. CJ later made fun of it and we joked around about that, but I digress to a conversation with my boy. :) I told Paul he was my favorite player and he said, "dkfjsajfflkj." Who in the world mumbles when another grown man, and in this case his elder (he was born Feb. 10, 1985), tells him he is their favorite player. That is why he is my ex-favorite, and CJ now bumped up from off the radar to number one.
CJ is on the right and Ronnie Brewer is on the left.
Every year the Jazz hold their training camp in Boise at Taco Bell Arena at Boise State University. I found out about this, or at least remembered this about a week before they came. Since I am now in the news business, I can have media access to events, killer deal. I put in the request to go and cover them, but due to the fact I am a reporter, and not a sports reporter many thought I was trying to get out of work, and many were right. But I pushed, nagged, bugged, you name it I did it, and finally our Sports Director got in a jam and needed someone to go to the scrimmage on the last day of camp. He said KSL in Salt Lake needed interviews and wanted me to go. I took hours deciding if this was the right opportunity for me. Yeah right, I called my wife to see if it was okay with her because it was on a Saturday morning when I am normally home. She is a good wife and realized how important this was to me...she let me go.
I went, and I sat on the court where the photographers normally sit during the game. As I look back on it now, I was the only one sitting on the floor with around 500 people in the stands, it probably looked weird, but I don't care. I was close and they weren't. Before I sat down I looked to my left and saw a man I recognized. Some of you might know him as Coach Sloan, but I just call him Jerry. I went over and introduced myself and told him I was a lifelong Jazz fan, even a couple of years ago when they couldn't buy a win. Again, a joke, he would have killed me to death if I had said that. I did feel like a little kid, but I wasn't I was an adult, an unbiased journalist admitting my affection for a sports team. I felt awkward, so I began to justify. "It probably doesn't mean too much to you to hear that." He said, "Yes it does. It's always good to meet a fan." He has the paws the size of ... well, let's just say he wears big gloves.
Feeling really stupid now I sat down cross-legged on the court under the hoop to the left if you reference the picture above. Jerry, (Coach Sloan to strangers) called the team in to divide them up into teams. Everyone was there except for Mr. Carlos Boozer who was with his family in Florida. Now these players are big. On TV they don't look that big because they're all big. Now don't get me wrong I have met few people who are bigger than me, but for me to say these guys are big is definitely saying something. AK47 is skinny on TV right? Well in person I wouldn't consider him boney or small, he just isn't thick and buff.
So the scrimmage began and Paul Millsap (My ex-boy. I'll explain later) had the first seven points for his team. Things weren't really crisp or smooth. The veterans were coaching the newbies where they were supposed to be on certain plays, but it was fun to watch them. AK had a great game, tossing lobs to Millsap. Ronnie Price had a great game but that is relative because no one played that much, and they only had two quarters 10 min each. They played one quarter then did some shooting drills then played another quarter with some of the teams switched.
While everyone was playing there were two who weren't.
Mr. Matt Harpring and Jarron Collins were riding bikes behind me. Being the great reporter I am, I uncrossed my legs and stood up and walked over to them and asked them if they were playing today. My good friend Matt responded first, "Does it look like it?" I said, "Nope." He said, "Well, there you go." Some friend he is. I tucked my tail between my legs, turned around and began to walk back to my spot on the court. J-dawg Collins spoke up and said, "Matt has a subtly problem." I then stopped and M-dawg (We were friends again) laughed. I asked them what injuries they had, and M-dawg said J-dawg (Not to be confused with the hot dog J-dawg's) had an ingrown toenail. J-dawg said M-dawg stubbed his toe. I then chimed in, wanting to get on M-dawg's good side said, "I heard J-dawg bit his tongue and is out for 3-6 weeks." They both laughed. Being the great comedian I am, I realized now was the time to make my exit while I was on top, leaving them begging for more...I sat back down, crossed my legs on the side of the court and watched the game.
I assume there are some of you, like my wife, who are getting bored with all the incredible details and the engaging writing, so I will make this long story short.
Psych! Not! Cha! If you don't like what you're reading you can skim it or just look at the pictures if you can't read. THIS post is for Jazz lovers and Scott lovers and if you love both of us, then you are my target audience.
My wife has been sitting next to me and inspired that last comment. She just said to me, "Holy cow! How much more are you going to write? So much for reporters keeping what they have to say short and to the point." I then, with my quick wit, said, "That is true, but every once and awhile there is a book that needs to be written.
So here is that book. Just be happy this is a picture book.
With all those side comments and distractions I just became tired of writing, (My wife laughs) so I am going to write the highlights and post some pictures.
After the game I interviewed Ronnie Price. He was cool. I liked him a lot. Really down to earth guy who seemed to be really happy to be playing for Jerry and with the other members of the Jazz. I also interviewed Ronnie Brewer. He was cool as well. I asked him how camp was. He said, "My legs are tired. Jerry Sloan Training Camp is tough, I'm glad it's over." I tried to interview Deron Williams, but he pretty much blew me off to sign stupid slips of paper for stupid fans. (I'm not bitter, he just lost his invitation to the sleep-over) I ran into CJ Miles. I didn't interview him, but we talked. He was really cool. I liked talking to him a lot. He just seemed like another brotha. (For all of you who think, 'He can't say that he isn't black,' think again. I have one black sibling, and a second on the way. If that doesn't make me black, I don't know what would.) We just talked about the 2-guard spot, and if he thinks he has a chance. I told him I like watching him play, he's flashy and just fun to watch.
As some of you may recall, I had a dream during last season about Paul Millsap. My dream went a lot like how my meeting of Jerry went earlier in this book/post. The big difference was, he is (now was) my favorite player on the Jazz. I expressed to him my feelings towards how he plays the game. He was flattered. And that was about it. So the whole day I wanted to meet him (like a teen-age boy telling a girl he thinks their cute) he is my favorite player in the NBA. I thought that would be a big deal to a guy who is only beginning his second year in the league.
Sorry the picture is blurry.He finished signing his autograph, turned around and handed him a sheet of paper to sign. (Yes I got autographs of about 8 players, and yes, I know that's gay.) He writes left handed, and really took his time, wanting to make it nice. Time really didn't increase the appearance of his siggy. CJ later made fun of it and we joked around about that, but I digress to a conversation with my boy. :) I told Paul he was my favorite player and he said, "dkfjsajfflkj." Who in the world mumbles when another grown man, and in this case his elder (he was born Feb. 10, 1985), tells him he is their favorite player. That is why he is my ex-favorite, and CJ now bumped up from off the radar to number one.
CJ is on the right and Ronnie Brewer is on the left. All in all, it was a great day. I loved it. I also interviewed Okur, he was cool, but nothing great. I hope you enjoyed your time reading about the Jazz. If you weren't on a magic or some kind of special carpet while reading this, you had better find one and start over. It really enhances your reading if you do.
Here are some other pictures of AK and others. If they are blurry I apologize. Since our camera got stolen in Utah I took these pictures with my iPhone.
Here are some other pictures of AK and others. If they are blurry I apologize. Since our camera got stolen in Utah I took these pictures with my iPhone.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Fall Time Fun!
After we got back from the grocery store this week Scott had some fun with Katie in the leaves.
The funny thing was that all of the leaves were on the tree, don't worry he took care of it :0)
I don't know what I am going to do when it gets cold outside because our whole day will be shot. We spend hours outside right now because Katie hates being inside all day long. Hopefully I will figure out how to keep her occupied.
BABY UPDATE: I have had multiple requests for a picture of my belly. I don't know why, usually I stay out of the pictures so I don't have the pregnant ones, but here you go. I am now 28 weeks pregnant! The three months left mark was on the 12th. That's if he is on time :0) I have decided to think that he is going to be late rather than how I thought Katie would be three weeks early. I figure that will be better for my sanity. Scott said I don't look very big, but I look pretty pregnant I think...you will have to share your opinion. When it comes to our little boy we are having a hard time deciding on names but we have a few that we like, you can tell us what you think...we like Caleb Thomas, Conner Blaine, Paul Thomas (after Scott and his Twin...the funny thing with this name is that it literally means Small Twin) ummm...we like James maybe for a middle name or first. It is just weird not knowing what to call him because we always knew with Katie. Other news, he's in my ribs all the time just like Katie was but I now get to experience his hiccups almost every night when I never felt Katies.
Friday, October 12, 2007
At the Park
We went to the park two different days this week and Katie had a blast. We found out that she loves the swings. Day one we had Scottie with us so we got some pictures. She was running on the concrete and ended up with a bruise on her noggin. Day two there were about 25-30 mile an hour winds and she was chasing leaves like crazy. She would pick them up and show them to me then they would fly out of her hands and off she would go. She followed the same leaf for about 15 minutes. It was fun to watch!
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