It’s mid-February, so you know what that means: St. Valentine’s Day! We hope yours is a great one, full of happiness and love—however you choose to celebrate and whoever you choose to celebrate with!
While it is nice that there’s one day every year set aside specifically for declarations of love, doesn’t it seem like that should be every day? To quote Burt Bacharach, what the world needs now is love, sweet love—it’s the only thing that there’s just too little of. So why only celebrate it once a year?
Sara and I do our best to make every day like Valentine’s Day. Now, we don’t send each other flowers every day, or go out to dinner at fancy restaurants every night, or feast on chocolates with questionable fillings all year long. But, we do tell each other how much we love each other and appreciate each other every day, and we do what we can to make every day a little bit more special, in one way or another.
Love is the best thing in the world, especially when you’ve got someone who loves you back to share it with. If you really, truly love someone, let them know! Don’t wait until February 14th—love is always in season.
We have lots of love to go around, and hopefully, by the next time Valentine’s rolls around, we’ll have a little one to share all that love with. And maybe you can help! If you or someone you know is thinking of making an adoption plan, please consider the Rostadoption!
Happy New Year to one and all from the Rostads! Whatever you celebrate, however you celebrate it, we hope your holidays were filled with peace, joy, and happiness, and spent with people you love.
We had ourselves a merry little Xmas, opening gifts around the tree with Chichi, Bomber, and Gus Gus. For New Year’s Eve, we attended a friend’s wedding in Minneapolis—there ain’t no party like a Persian wedding party!
2016 was a pretty good year for us overall, and the holiday season was one of our best and most joyful ever. The only thing that could make this year better is a little gentleman or lady for us to share our lives, love, and holiday traditions with. If you or someone you know is putting together an adoption plan, please consider the Rostadoption.
Holy cow, did you see that World Series?! It’s been nearly a week now since the Chicago Cubs broke the curse of the goat and brought home the title, and it’s taken me almost that long to come down from the excitement. Now, don’t get me wrong, Sara and I are huge Minnesota Twins fans, but we were rooting hard for the Cubbies. Chicago is a great city, and we’ve got some great friends there. And Cubs fans have been waiting for this for a loooong time. Literally their entire lives, in some cases. We’ve got a couple of good friends who don’t (currently) live in Chicago but who are lifelong Cubs fans, and the look of elation on their faces when the final out was recorded was pretty amazing.
Plus, if you like baseball as much as Sara and I do, it was a heck of a Series! I’ve long thought that all Americans should watch at least one game of the World Series all the way through each year, and if the Series goes to Game 7, as this one did, everyone should be watching. This year that was especially true, as there were two great teams battling it out, and this year’s Game 7 turned out to be the second most exciting Game 7 in WS history. (After Game 7 of the 1991 Series, in which the Twins vanquished the Atlanta Braves—that was also the greatest all-around World Series of all time, in my opinion.)
This has all been a roundabout way of saying: the Rostads love baseball, big time. While I was never that good at it myself back in the day—I discovered far too late that I should bat lefty—it’s still by far my favorite sport, both to watch and to play. Sara was a star pitcher and shortstop back in her softballin’ days, and to this day she’s just as big a fan as I am.
No matter how the Twins are doing in the standings, we still root root root for the home team with everything we’ve got. We love taking in games at Target Field, and singing, chanting, and clapping along with all the rally songs and cheers and whatnot that are a big part of the baseball experience. In all the games we’ve been to in our years together, I don’t think we’ve missed a single “Charge!” at the end of the doodily-Doot-doo-DOO fanfare.
While we’re incredibly enthusiastic, we’re also not so hung up on whether or not the Twins win that it takes the fun out of it. Win or lose, a day at the ballpark—or even a few hours spent watching the game on TV—is never wasted if you’re there to have a good time with good people. People who get mad and swear and let the actions of a bunch of dudes they don’t actually know affect their mood for the rest of the day are crazy! Though baseball is far more than just a game, it is just a game, it’s supposed to be fun!
That carries over into games or sports or whatnot that you’re actually participating, too—winning is great, but playing should be fun, no matter what. Not to sound too cliché, but as long as you do your best, what more can you ask for? You can’t win every time, but that’s the way the cookie crumbles.
Sara and I get out to see the Twins as often as we can. We’re a relatively short drive from Target Field, and try to go to at least one game a month during the regular season. We’re even lucky enough to have a friend who works for the Twins, who sometimes gets us complimentary tickets to home games. We’ve even planned vacations to coincide with the season schedule so we can catch the Twins on the road—so far we’ve seen them play against the White Sox in Chicago and against the Mariners in Seattle, as well as a couple of spring training games in Florida last March.
I have no idea how many games Sara and I have been to together over the past 13-plus years. The Twins’ rosters have changed, the uniforms have changed, even the whole stadium changed, but one thing has remained constant—families in the stands, sharing America’s pastime. There’s definitely something about baseball that’s just more family-friendly than other sports. It’s not terribly violent, like football or hockey can be; it’s played outdoors in the fresh air, unlike basketball; and, though some people dislike the game’s leisurely pace, I for one like that it’s relaxed enough that you don’t have to watch every single second.
Even though the World Series just ended, and the Twins finished dead last in the 2016 standings, Team Rostad is already looking forward to next season. We’re especially looking forward to sharing our love of the game with our own little all-star.
If you’re getting ready to create an adoption plan, or if someone you know is, we’d love to hear from you. Sara and I are excited to grow our family through open adoption. Click here to find our contact info.
If adoption is your option, consider the Rostadoption! Go Twins go!
We hope you had a fun and safe holiday! All Hallow’s Eve has always been one of our favorite. Sara and I both love dressing up and being goofy as “someone else” for a day. We usually put our own costumes together, and this year was no exception. Using a few select items we already had on hand, some sewing and crafting supplies, and a WHOLE BUNCH of fake fur coats from Ragstock, we created our Jon Snow and Ygritte of the Free Folk costumes. (Heads up, Game of Thrones fans.) As you can see, they turned out pretty darned well!
In addition to our yearly ‘stumes, the Rostads have a few other Halloween traditions. One of these is our Spooky Night Out with our friends, Rachel and Brandon (a.k.a. Bernie). Every year, we find a different Halloween attraction to take in. For our 3rd Annual Spooky Night Out, we went to the Phantom’s Feast at the Trail of Terror in Shakopee, Minnesota.
It was kind of like dinner theater, except the theater part is ghost stories and tales of supernatural encounters that have happened in the area. (The dinner part was delicious!) As the Trail of Terror is at the same location as the Minnesota Renaissance Festival—which has been around since like 1970—there were plenty of tales to be told. I was one of several audience members who participated in part of the show, helping the host conduct a “séance” to contact a spirit on the grounds. Things got more than a little creepy, and while I’d like to say that I know it was fake… I’m not 100% sure!
Our other Halloween tradition is carving jack o’ lanterns. While we can’t pull off anything like the contestants on Halloween Wars, I’d still say we carve a mean pumpkin. I think the stem-for-a-nose guy we did this year is especially cool!
The only Halloween tradition we don’t take part in is trick-or-treating. We hand out candy to the costumed kids who come around every year, but we haven’t a little one of our own to shepherd around the neighborhood. We’re both looking forward to upping our duo-costume skills to trio-costume creation, and taking our little gentleman or lady out for his or her yearly candy crawl. Maybe you can help!
If you or someone you know are getting ready to create an adoption plan, we’d love to hear from you. Sara and I are very excited to grow our family through open adoption! Click here for our contact info.
If adoption is your option, consider the Rostadoption! Happy Halloween to one and all!