Just read this and laugh.
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Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
I love COD... and yes the fish is delicious too
ZING ZANG ZOOMPF! I got a bogey... no, two bogeys flanking the right perimeter. Take em down. Flash in! HOLD! Grenade in! HOLD! Move, Move! ZING ZING ZING ZANG BANG ZOOM SPPFFF SPFFF. I'm hit! I'm hit! Cover me! Cover fire!! AHHH!!! DIE YOU (editing for children) I WILL TOTALLY (more editing for children) UNTIL NEXT YEAR!! ZING ZING ZING NADE THEM!! NADE THEM!! I'VE BEEN BANGED! I CAN'T SEE COVER ME!! IT'S SO WHITE. click click I need to reload, cover! NO!!
The screen suddenly shows a view point different from that which it once was. A pink square flashes with the words "RESPAWN" next to it. You watch and see how the punk who just pwned your arse got the upper hand and totally took you to school. Hope you have your notepad out becuase this is COD, this is Call of Duty 4.
No, sorry grandpa, this ain't no PONG with your fancy paddles. This is a real man's video game. This is Team Deathmatch, this is Search and Destroy, this is seriously one of the most addicting and funnest games I have ever pushed buttons upon. Shut up Halo and your "Tea-bagging!" In this game, there is no time for pointless man on top of dead man gesturing. You do that here, and you mine as well just cook that Grenade till it blows up in your hand cause that's about how long you have to live SON! Matter of fact, why don't you come over here after you killed me... SUPRISE! POP POP +20 pts for me cause you didn't anticipate the Last Stand! Who's DYING NOW!! Both of us that's who you fool.
COD4 is seriously the most fun I've had with an online video game since my slight addiction back in 2003-04 with CounterStrike. CS was on the computer and was a blast playing with a man known only to me and the CS followers as Trelude (K. Ferg). Yeah, he was part of a Clan and let me play with them. It was fun while it lasted but Trelude had a self-intervention by removing his own computer from himself and I followed suit by moving back towards my PS2. But now COD4 has come through and opened my eyes to a world I knew only existed from text and conversations. A world where flashbangs blind you, grenades can be thrown back and the red dot is death trapped inside... a little... red dot?
Last Call
There is absolutely nothing better than the Last Call tonight. Perhaps an ice cold beer during a round of golf or maybe 6 foot waves on Lake Michigan in late July or could it be the way a baby smiles right before it drops a huge load in your hands while your holding it? No, nothing beats hot chocolate chip cookies with a cold glass of 2% milk. Yes, this is to you Hot Chocolate Chip Cookies with a Cold Glass of 2% Milk, may your awesomeness never be matched or beaten by a lesser foe.
The screen suddenly shows a view point different from that which it once was. A pink square flashes with the words "RESPAWN" next to it. You watch and see how the punk who just pwned your arse got the upper hand and totally took you to school. Hope you have your notepad out becuase this is COD, this is Call of Duty 4.
No, sorry grandpa, this ain't no PONG with your fancy paddles. This is a real man's video game. This is Team Deathmatch, this is Search and Destroy, this is seriously one of the most addicting and funnest games I have ever pushed buttons upon. Shut up Halo and your "Tea-bagging!" In this game, there is no time for pointless man on top of dead man gesturing. You do that here, and you mine as well just cook that Grenade till it blows up in your hand cause that's about how long you have to live SON! Matter of fact, why don't you come over here after you killed me... SUPRISE! POP POP +20 pts for me cause you didn't anticipate the Last Stand! Who's DYING NOW!! Both of us that's who you fool.
COD4 is seriously the most fun I've had with an online video game since my slight addiction back in 2003-04 with CounterStrike. CS was on the computer and was a blast playing with a man known only to me and the CS followers as Trelude (K. Ferg). Yeah, he was part of a Clan and let me play with them. It was fun while it lasted but Trelude had a self-intervention by removing his own computer from himself and I followed suit by moving back towards my PS2. But now COD4 has come through and opened my eyes to a world I knew only existed from text and conversations. A world where flashbangs blind you, grenades can be thrown back and the red dot is death trapped inside... a little... red dot?
Last Call
There is absolutely nothing better than the Last Call tonight. Perhaps an ice cold beer during a round of golf or maybe 6 foot waves on Lake Michigan in late July or could it be the way a baby smiles right before it drops a huge load in your hands while your holding it? No, nothing beats hot chocolate chip cookies with a cold glass of 2% milk. Yes, this is to you Hot Chocolate Chip Cookies with a Cold Glass of 2% Milk, may your awesomeness never be matched or beaten by a lesser foe.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Just a quick thought
I was catching up on some blog posts when Carrie asked me what time it was. Like the amazing husband I am, I quickly looked at the lower right corner saw the white digital numbers read "9:18 PM" and said "It's Nine-Eighteen". Then this thought went through my mind...
9:18 that number sounds familiar, probably because I said it before. Did something happen at 9:18 on some other day... No, well 18 is divisible by 9... so I feel good about the number because of that. Maybe that's why I enjoyed saying that it was 9:18. Oh, September is the ninth month of the year. LIMH (Laughing In My Head) I could have said to Carrie "September 18th"... that would have been funny but Carrie would have just given me a mean or your a dumbass look (sorry for the language) Whoa, what if we did that for every time instead of saying the number we say the month. Its January 5th PM. And there are 12 hours in a day and 12 months in a year... crap there are 60 minutes in an hour... dang it. At least I could use it to code a time if I ever need too... Oh, I should blog about this!
Last Call
That thought process finished before 9:19 PM. Sorry for all of you who read that and are now a bit dumber. But imagine, if you will, having that stuff constantly running through your head. Hard isn't it.
9:18 that number sounds familiar, probably because I said it before. Did something happen at 9:18 on some other day... No, well 18 is divisible by 9... so I feel good about the number because of that. Maybe that's why I enjoyed saying that it was 9:18. Oh, September is the ninth month of the year. LIMH (Laughing In My Head) I could have said to Carrie "September 18th"... that would have been funny but Carrie would have just given me a mean or your a dumbass look (sorry for the language) Whoa, what if we did that for every time instead of saying the number we say the month. Its January 5th PM. And there are 12 hours in a day and 12 months in a year... crap there are 60 minutes in an hour... dang it. At least I could use it to code a time if I ever need too... Oh, I should blog about this!
Last Call
That thought process finished before 9:19 PM. Sorry for all of you who read that and are now a bit dumber. But imagine, if you will, having that stuff constantly running through your head. Hard isn't it.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Oh Yeah, this is the one you've been waiting for
Tidbits of My Life Recently
I finally got Call of Duty 4. Love it. I haven't played an Online FPS consistently since counter-strike back in my college days. So far I haven't played much online COD4 but I can tell I am going to. It is fun and those only become more fun when you get to know the Maps. Also COD4 has an advancement system which allows you to upgrade you player when you gain more experience... pretty cool.
I busted a wine glass trying to move it from one cupboard to another. That was a bummer because it was a crystal wine glass from our wedding. (I've already broken one of our Champagne flutes... and of course it was the one with the slanted engraving and it was like 5 months into our marriage... and I've broke one of our beer steins that was about 6 months after the flute) The worst part though... I cut my left middle finger right in the flesh of the meat. You know what these means... no more Guitar Hero for a while. Also, when I type... I don't use my left middle finger. I am surprised at how efficient my typing still is.
We got a Christmas tree! Carrie's Mom decided we finally needed a X-mas tree so her and Carrie went out and got one today. Tonight we decorated it and watched Deck the Halls. It was a very Christmas night and it is beginning to feel like we are really starting a family of our own.
I watched the baby all by myself today. I know, hold your breath but its true, it was just me, the dogs and Evie today for about 2 hours. Granted she slept the whole time but that was because I was able to get her to keep sleeping the whole time.
Going back to the COD4 online play... I love playing online and being the moron that just runs around shooting anything. I am a Kamakazee!!! There is nothing better than pissing off the really good players by killing them doing the most stupid strategy. Granted I love playing "for real" too but sometimes its just fun to be an idiot.
My little bro, Nick, had his bag stolen the other day at the Hospital. Since they didn't realize it was missing till they were back in Midland, I got to play detective. While I feel bad for Nick, it was a lot of fun searching for his backpack. First I checked the tall grass and the weeds to see if they ditched the pack in there. Nope... just a bunch of rubbers and pop cups. Then I thought to myself... WWSD... What Would Scumbags Do? Then I saw it... an opening in the back fence and beyond that a playground. "Hmm" I said out loud. "Perhaps the sack grabbers went in a direction some might not expect." So I went through the opening and saw across the road some clothes on the ground. This led to a backpack, a book, a broken jackknife, 60 cents, a pencil, a flashlight/laser pointer and a trail down the sidewalk. So in the end, I solved the mystery.
I ate fresh mango for breakfast this morning... its seriously tasted like St. Thomas... I love the Caribbean.
Last Call
My battery is dying and I am too lazy to get the charger!
I finally got Call of Duty 4. Love it. I haven't played an Online FPS consistently since counter-strike back in my college days. So far I haven't played much online COD4 but I can tell I am going to. It is fun and those only become more fun when you get to know the Maps. Also COD4 has an advancement system which allows you to upgrade you player when you gain more experience... pretty cool.
I busted a wine glass trying to move it from one cupboard to another. That was a bummer because it was a crystal wine glass from our wedding. (I've already broken one of our Champagne flutes... and of course it was the one with the slanted engraving and it was like 5 months into our marriage... and I've broke one of our beer steins that was about 6 months after the flute) The worst part though... I cut my left middle finger right in the flesh of the meat. You know what these means... no more Guitar Hero for a while. Also, when I type... I don't use my left middle finger. I am surprised at how efficient my typing still is.
We got a Christmas tree! Carrie's Mom decided we finally needed a X-mas tree so her and Carrie went out and got one today. Tonight we decorated it and watched Deck the Halls. It was a very Christmas night and it is beginning to feel like we are really starting a family of our own.
I watched the baby all by myself today. I know, hold your breath but its true, it was just me, the dogs and Evie today for about 2 hours. Granted she slept the whole time but that was because I was able to get her to keep sleeping the whole time.
Going back to the COD4 online play... I love playing online and being the moron that just runs around shooting anything. I am a Kamakazee!!! There is nothing better than pissing off the really good players by killing them doing the most stupid strategy. Granted I love playing "for real" too but sometimes its just fun to be an idiot.
My little bro, Nick, had his bag stolen the other day at the Hospital. Since they didn't realize it was missing till they were back in Midland, I got to play detective. While I feel bad for Nick, it was a lot of fun searching for his backpack. First I checked the tall grass and the weeds to see if they ditched the pack in there. Nope... just a bunch of rubbers and pop cups. Then I thought to myself... WWSD... What Would Scumbags Do? Then I saw it... an opening in the back fence and beyond that a playground. "Hmm" I said out loud. "Perhaps the sack grabbers went in a direction some might not expect." So I went through the opening and saw across the road some clothes on the ground. This led to a backpack, a book, a broken jackknife, 60 cents, a pencil, a flashlight/laser pointer and a trail down the sidewalk. So in the end, I solved the mystery.
I ate fresh mango for breakfast this morning... its seriously tasted like St. Thomas... I love the Caribbean.
Last Call
My battery is dying and I am too lazy to get the charger!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Fatherly Love
It is one thing to image becoming a parent and wondering what your children will look like. It is a completely other thing to be blessed with the most beautiful, perfect little angel daughter ever to grace this good earth. I am not only amazed that God would create such a beautiful child (not that I think He couldn't just that He would is so awesome!) but that He Blessed Carrie and I with her.... AMAZING! You can see from the pictures in a previous post that I'm not lying... but I just wanted to list a few things about being a Father.
I can stare at her for hours and just never want to move. She will quite literally do nothing and it is the most entertaining thing I have ever experienced.
I worry. She scares the crap out of me. Every little cough, hiccup, yawn, stretch, eye opening, thumb sucking movement she makes, I wonder... is something wrong? Now I sound a little psycho but you get my drift... I just want to be able to protect her when really, I just have to leave it to God.
I love her. No doubt about it!
I am willing to do anything for her. Already, I carry her till she is asleep. Get out of the most comfortable position to check on her. Change her messy diapers. Put her clothes on, wrap her up. She owns me and hasn't even spoken a word yet.
She is half me. For this I apologize... She will probably have a goofy sense of humor that only her and I will understand. But hey, at least its one more person in on the joke with me right? (no... she will probably be on her Mom's side... darn it)
Last Call
Evie I love you.
I can stare at her for hours and just never want to move. She will quite literally do nothing and it is the most entertaining thing I have ever experienced.
I worry. She scares the crap out of me. Every little cough, hiccup, yawn, stretch, eye opening, thumb sucking movement she makes, I wonder... is something wrong? Now I sound a little psycho but you get my drift... I just want to be able to protect her when really, I just have to leave it to God.
I love her. No doubt about it!
I am willing to do anything for her. Already, I carry her till she is asleep. Get out of the most comfortable position to check on her. Change her messy diapers. Put her clothes on, wrap her up. She owns me and hasn't even spoken a word yet.
She is half me. For this I apologize... She will probably have a goofy sense of humor that only her and I will understand. But hey, at least its one more person in on the joke with me right? (no... she will probably be on her Mom's side... darn it)
Last Call
Evie I love you.
Friday, November 28, 2008
I AM A DAD!!!
Words cannot describe... so here are some pictures (with words because I cannot help myself)
Adorable!!!
Is that Carrie or what?
Yeah, I'm proud.
I'd be crying too...
I hate when I get a luggie caught in my throat...
That's not war paint.
They are beautiful (Mom and Baby).
I planted the seed and cut the cord! Be free!
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Thursday, November 27, 2008
Live Labor Blog...
Okay I will keep this up as long as I can... but things happen.
9:45 am Nurse came in and she is dilated to 9 1/2 cm. Oh man. This is going to be so cool. I am going to stay up at her head though. No need to see the baby when she is all gooey and stuff. I am so stoked. Okay, need to calm down... Stay Tuned Live Bloggers!
9:42 am Carrie has been dilated to 8 cm for a little while. She is now resting and saving her energy for the big show. Shouldn't be too long now but you never really now with these things. She just felt some good pressure... could this be the time! Oh man! G2G!
5:17 am Okay, after a nap and some more contractions Carrie decided to get the eprodural (sp). Now she is sleeping and I am wide awake. No baby yet.
11:00 p.m. Yeah, this is about my bed time right now. I am so tired, I need an energy drink big time. Carrie is sooooo relaxed right now it is good. We can talk to her for longer than 3 minutes before she is distracted by a contraction. This is so different than I imagined... so much more calm and peaceful. Not nearly as frantic as the movies make it.
10:50 Nurse Kelly pointed out that the "Green Hills" on the monitor are contractions. All I thought about is Green Hill Zone from Sonic the Hedgehog. Does that mean I'm addicted to video games?
10:46 Carrie has some drugs and is starting to feel "good". Where can I get me some of that smack?
10:35 Nurse Kelly points out 3 good things have come with being dilated to 3 now. 1)She is a cm more dilated 2)She is 90% e-faced and 3) the baby has moved down. Yes!
10:33 I am now thinking Carrie might not like the idea of live blogging... so I won't tell her. We have been here since 6 pm. Both future Mom and Dad are tired. Hopefully, see can get some rest.
10:27 Decided to start Labor Blog... Carrie is in pain and is considering something to take the edge off. She is now at dilated to 3 and things are moving along great! Dad is very excited!
9:45 am Nurse came in and she is dilated to 9 1/2 cm. Oh man. This is going to be so cool. I am going to stay up at her head though. No need to see the baby when she is all gooey and stuff. I am so stoked. Okay, need to calm down... Stay Tuned Live Bloggers!
9:42 am Carrie has been dilated to 8 cm for a little while. She is now resting and saving her energy for the big show. Shouldn't be too long now but you never really now with these things. She just felt some good pressure... could this be the time! Oh man! G2G!
5:17 am Okay, after a nap and some more contractions Carrie decided to get the eprodural (sp). Now she is sleeping and I am wide awake. No baby yet.
11:00 p.m. Yeah, this is about my bed time right now. I am so tired, I need an energy drink big time. Carrie is sooooo relaxed right now it is good. We can talk to her for longer than 3 minutes before she is distracted by a contraction. This is so different than I imagined... so much more calm and peaceful. Not nearly as frantic as the movies make it.
10:50 Nurse Kelly pointed out that the "Green Hills" on the monitor are contractions. All I thought about is Green Hill Zone from Sonic the Hedgehog. Does that mean I'm addicted to video games?
10:46 Carrie has some drugs and is starting to feel "good". Where can I get me some of that smack?
10:35 Nurse Kelly points out 3 good things have come with being dilated to 3 now. 1)She is a cm more dilated 2)She is 90% e-faced and 3) the baby has moved down. Yes!
10:33 I am now thinking Carrie might not like the idea of live blogging... so I won't tell her. We have been here since 6 pm. Both future Mom and Dad are tired. Hopefully, see can get some rest.
10:27 Decided to start Labor Blog... Carrie is in pain and is considering something to take the edge off. She is now at dilated to 3 and things are moving along great! Dad is very excited!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Economics 101... Don't graduate right before a recession
Yeah, that's right folks, it has finally hit home. As of November 26th, the day before Turkey Day yours truly will officially be unemployed. Due to financial cut backs, my current job will officially end as merely an "internship". But I am not discouraged. I have put my faith in God and he will provide. Just like he did today...
The Detroit Lions go up 17-0 in the first quarter and appear to be on there way to ruining their imperfect season. Then they did what they always do, blew it. Yes, within 8 minutes they were down 21-17 and things were right in the world again. They went on to lose, I'm not sure what the score was but I remember seeing the Bucs somewhere in the 30's. And since the Titans lost today they didn't hold up their end of bargain. So instead of seeing an 11-0 team beat on a 0-11 team this Thanksgiving we are going to have to watch a 10-1 team beat down a 0-11 team. Eh, that's okay... it should be interesting. So the quest for 0-16 is still on... YES!
So where do we go from here you ask. Well, I know that there is really only one thing on my mind... when my wife will go into labor. Sure I'm thinking about finding a job and getting interviews, but I am not going to let the recent disappointments cloud over what will be one of the happiest days of my young life.
Last Call
I promise my next blog will be more entertaining... specifically when I have more time think about funny things and write about them. So for now, the Last Call goes out to my next blog... may you be humorous in your words.
The Detroit Lions go up 17-0 in the first quarter and appear to be on there way to ruining their imperfect season. Then they did what they always do, blew it. Yes, within 8 minutes they were down 21-17 and things were right in the world again. They went on to lose, I'm not sure what the score was but I remember seeing the Bucs somewhere in the 30's. And since the Titans lost today they didn't hold up their end of bargain. So instead of seeing an 11-0 team beat on a 0-11 team this Thanksgiving we are going to have to watch a 10-1 team beat down a 0-11 team. Eh, that's okay... it should be interesting. So the quest for 0-16 is still on... YES!
So where do we go from here you ask. Well, I know that there is really only one thing on my mind... when my wife will go into labor. Sure I'm thinking about finding a job and getting interviews, but I am not going to let the recent disappointments cloud over what will be one of the happiest days of my young life.
Last Call
I promise my next blog will be more entertaining... specifically when I have more time think about funny things and write about them. So for now, the Last Call goes out to my next blog... may you be humorous in your words.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
To my little Girl... or boy if the ultrasound was wrong.
Recently, when I have had time to think, I have begun to think about what it is going to be like being and actual Dad. So I have decided to write to my daughter...
Dear Evie,
This is your Father talking to you. Assuming you someday read this, here is the current state of things. I currently am in an interesting position where I have a job but at the same time I don't. Hopefully, this will never happen to you but if it does, I will help you any way I can. You Mom is currently Windexing everything in our apartment, probably hoping you will get uncomfortable with all her movement and decided to come out. That's right baby girl, you are still in the womb. In fact, you could still be a boy. (If that is the case, son I am sorry but you can replace everything in this writing that refers to you as a female with the male reference.) We have two dogs, Ares and Dexter and they are 2 and 1 respectively. Those two are currently both on the couch curled up next to each other "sleeping."
Now I am sure as you are reading this you are trying to imagine what the apartment is like. Well, its nothing like that entertainment system Dad has setup downstairs. Yep, instead of that 62 inch wide-screen with 10.1 surround sound and all the coolest gadgets you have ever seen, I just have a 26 inch rear-view projection (tube) TV with 5.1 surround sound. I know its amazing to think of how far we have come but trust me, it was an exciting time. Currently I am sitting in your Dad's oldest chair, yep the black leather one. Although right now the ottoman is from the Nursery, I hopefully have a real one by now.
Okay, on to some words of advice from your 23 year old father. I'm probably a huge push-over by now but you need to know I wasn't always that way. If you could only see me today... Carrie do this,and Caroline do that. I ran this apartment like it was a military outfit. However, I am sure that will all change the day I see your beautiful face. You have already smoothed out my rough edges at just the thought of you and I can only imagine how you will further do so into your 20's. So my advice to you is this. Find a good man who will love you for not only who you are but who you want to be. And warn him, that I will kick his ass if he hurts you. Or I will have one of your younger brothers do it. (if you don't have any brothers then Daddy failed... if the younger daughters are reading this, I love you and ignore the previous sentence... Sons if you exist, I hope you are bigger than your Father and if not, that's okay... it just makes me feel better when I beat you in Basketball.)
Anyway, this is suppose to be for you Evie. I don't know what has happened to you in your life and even now (in the future that is) I am sure there are many things I don't know. But know this, you have a Wonderful family and support system. If you have any problems go to them and pray as hard as you can because God can heal anything. Also, you can always rely on these things: Your father, your mother, your family, a good hot bath, the Lions losing, the Red Wings winning a Cup in your lifetime and God. Now of course those weren't in the order of importance but you get the idea.
I love you.
Dad
Last Call
Tonight my last call goes out to the Lions. Again, you find a way to lose like nobody else could and for this I thank you.
Dear Evie,
This is your Father talking to you. Assuming you someday read this, here is the current state of things. I currently am in an interesting position where I have a job but at the same time I don't. Hopefully, this will never happen to you but if it does, I will help you any way I can. You Mom is currently Windexing everything in our apartment, probably hoping you will get uncomfortable with all her movement and decided to come out. That's right baby girl, you are still in the womb. In fact, you could still be a boy. (If that is the case, son I am sorry but you can replace everything in this writing that refers to you as a female with the male reference.) We have two dogs, Ares and Dexter and they are 2 and 1 respectively. Those two are currently both on the couch curled up next to each other "sleeping."
Now I am sure as you are reading this you are trying to imagine what the apartment is like. Well, its nothing like that entertainment system Dad has setup downstairs. Yep, instead of that 62 inch wide-screen with 10.1 surround sound and all the coolest gadgets you have ever seen, I just have a 26 inch rear-view projection (tube) TV with 5.1 surround sound. I know its amazing to think of how far we have come but trust me, it was an exciting time. Currently I am sitting in your Dad's oldest chair, yep the black leather one. Although right now the ottoman is from the Nursery, I hopefully have a real one by now.
Okay, on to some words of advice from your 23 year old father. I'm probably a huge push-over by now but you need to know I wasn't always that way. If you could only see me today... Carrie do this,and Caroline do that. I ran this apartment like it was a military outfit. However, I am sure that will all change the day I see your beautiful face. You have already smoothed out my rough edges at just the thought of you and I can only imagine how you will further do so into your 20's. So my advice to you is this. Find a good man who will love you for not only who you are but who you want to be. And warn him, that I will kick his ass if he hurts you. Or I will have one of your younger brothers do it. (if you don't have any brothers then Daddy failed... if the younger daughters are reading this, I love you and ignore the previous sentence... Sons if you exist, I hope you are bigger than your Father and if not, that's okay... it just makes me feel better when I beat you in Basketball.)
Anyway, this is suppose to be for you Evie. I don't know what has happened to you in your life and even now (in the future that is) I am sure there are many things I don't know. But know this, you have a Wonderful family and support system. If you have any problems go to them and pray as hard as you can because God can heal anything. Also, you can always rely on these things: Your father, your mother, your family, a good hot bath, the Lions losing, the Red Wings winning a Cup in your lifetime and God. Now of course those weren't in the order of importance but you get the idea.
I love you.
Dad
Last Call
Tonight my last call goes out to the Lions. Again, you find a way to lose like nobody else could and for this I thank you.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Quantum of Solace... what exactly is it? I still don't know.
When James Bond Casino Royale came out, I fell back in love with James Bond. Well, to say I fell back in love is not exactly correct. It was more of a, I thought I loved James Bond, but didn't realize I didn't until I met the new James Bond and then fell in love. And I must admit, I have barely watched any of the "old" Bonds. My experience has truly been limited to Brosnan and Craig. Yes, yes I have Connery as Bond but I have trouble in general watching older movies. Everytime I try to watch them I'm so distracted by the old clothes and "style of movie" that I cannot enjoy it. I know this is strange since I consider myself a rather large fan of movies. But I think the problem is I'm always looking forward to the next big thing or cool movie special effects, so it is hard for me to watch the old movies.
Back to Bond, Carrie and I went and saw Quantum of Solace on the opening night (which was tonight) as sort of the last movie we will see in theaters for a while. Now as stated earlier, I like Daniel Craig as Bond. Some idiots disagree with me and say he was a weak, pathetic, girly-man and not the womanizing, over-cocky and super confident James Bond we all know and (as I once thought) love. However, they are wrong. And if you are one of those morons, go watch the old films cause I'm not. Daniel Craig's James Bond is real. Also, you need to remember that his James Bond is kind of a start over for the entire series. Casino Royale is all about James Bond becoming a 00 agent and what happens to him during his first "mission." Casino Royale also begins to explain how and why James Bond became the "shaken not stirred" man that was portrayed in every other film. The man had his heart broken! The ego was there and so was his swagger, but don't tell me he is a wimp because the man has feelings.
Quantum of Solace continues down the path started in Casino Royale and further explores the pain, anger and heartbreak James felt in the first movie. Now without giving anything away, let's just say... it wasn't Casino Royale. Casino Royale was a love story of sorts with action, poker and a few plots twists thrown in. Quantum of Solace (QoS) was action packed. The movie opens with the Aston Martin buzzing through Italian traffic and the action continued almost seamlessly until the very satisfying ending. Let's get one thing straight about QoS, James Bond kicks ass and doesn't even bother taking names. If you want action, go see QoS, now.
Now its tough because since our last action-packed James Bond, we've been exposed to the Bourne Triliogy which has had some of the best action sequences in a movie ever. James Bond definitely took a few lessons in Bourne fighting because he just goes balls out. The story was strong and made some sense, but while watching the movie you don't think about it too much. I think that is what I liked most about the movie though. It is going to be one of those movies where the more you watch it the more you get out of it. Even thinking about it now, I can see where the writers and director were showing certain elements of Bond that can be overlooked when watching the movie.
So I guess what I'm saying is... I'm kinda like James Bond. Now if only I can remember that Martini recipe.
Last Call
We are now within two weeks of having our first child and I am STOKED. It is hard to imagine that I am going to be a Dad, but guess what, I am and I'm going to have fun being it.
Back to Bond, Carrie and I went and saw Quantum of Solace on the opening night (which was tonight) as sort of the last movie we will see in theaters for a while. Now as stated earlier, I like Daniel Craig as Bond. Some idiots disagree with me and say he was a weak, pathetic, girly-man and not the womanizing, over-cocky and super confident James Bond we all know and (as I once thought) love. However, they are wrong. And if you are one of those morons, go watch the old films cause I'm not. Daniel Craig's James Bond is real. Also, you need to remember that his James Bond is kind of a start over for the entire series. Casino Royale is all about James Bond becoming a 00 agent and what happens to him during his first "mission." Casino Royale also begins to explain how and why James Bond became the "shaken not stirred" man that was portrayed in every other film. The man had his heart broken! The ego was there and so was his swagger, but don't tell me he is a wimp because the man has feelings.
Quantum of Solace continues down the path started in Casino Royale and further explores the pain, anger and heartbreak James felt in the first movie. Now without giving anything away, let's just say... it wasn't Casino Royale. Casino Royale was a love story of sorts with action, poker and a few plots twists thrown in. Quantum of Solace (QoS) was action packed. The movie opens with the Aston Martin buzzing through Italian traffic and the action continued almost seamlessly until the very satisfying ending. Let's get one thing straight about QoS, James Bond kicks ass and doesn't even bother taking names. If you want action, go see QoS, now.
Now its tough because since our last action-packed James Bond, we've been exposed to the Bourne Triliogy which has had some of the best action sequences in a movie ever. James Bond definitely took a few lessons in Bourne fighting because he just goes balls out. The story was strong and made some sense, but while watching the movie you don't think about it too much. I think that is what I liked most about the movie though. It is going to be one of those movies where the more you watch it the more you get out of it. Even thinking about it now, I can see where the writers and director were showing certain elements of Bond that can be overlooked when watching the movie.
So I guess what I'm saying is... I'm kinda like James Bond. Now if only I can remember that Martini recipe.
Last Call
We are now within two weeks of having our first child and I am STOKED. It is hard to imagine that I am going to be a Dad, but guess what, I am and I'm going to have fun being it.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Story time... things better left in my head
Come children gather round, for a story which cannot be found. In a far off land there was a man with only one hand. With two eyes and teeth to follow... he walked around feeling hollow. But little did this little man know, there was a beautiful woman near him, the star of a show. It traveled the world, and made lots of money, because it was about bees who made honey. With gold braids and blue eyes, this woman was the shows greatest prize. For all the stars in the sky that shone bright, all would rather be in her sight. But it was this man, with one hand, two eyes and teeth, who could not see, because his eyes were burning with hot tea.
Moments ago, when a waiter walked by, he tripped up over a loose shoe tie. Mind you the loose tie he knew, but forgot to tie the tie because of the those eyes of blue. For she had given him a look, which was meant for the cook, but he took as "meet me for some nook". Now being a rook, his hands began a shook as he took food from that cook, who had missed the look. In the mist of it all, he began to fall. A pie hit the floor, as someone walked through the door. And with a scream, a foot slipped on the cream, right into a big wooden beam. At the sound of a crunch, there went the biggest brunch. Hot eggs, bacon , fruit, ham, cottage cheese and yes, tea, flew across the room for what seemed like a century. The eggs, bacon, and ham went left, and the others right, except for one that would cause a man to lose sight. For if he had not turned to see what had caused all the screams, he would have seen the woman of his dreams. But now because of hot tea he is blind, and that woman he will never find.
Last Call
Tell me what you think, I wrote this in a blink.
Moments ago, when a waiter walked by, he tripped up over a loose shoe tie. Mind you the loose tie he knew, but forgot to tie the tie because of the those eyes of blue. For she had given him a look, which was meant for the cook, but he took as "meet me for some nook". Now being a rook, his hands began a shook as he took food from that cook, who had missed the look. In the mist of it all, he began to fall. A pie hit the floor, as someone walked through the door. And with a scream, a foot slipped on the cream, right into a big wooden beam. At the sound of a crunch, there went the biggest brunch. Hot eggs, bacon , fruit, ham, cottage cheese and yes, tea, flew across the room for what seemed like a century. The eggs, bacon, and ham went left, and the others right, except for one that would cause a man to lose sight. For if he had not turned to see what had caused all the screams, he would have seen the woman of his dreams. But now because of hot tea he is blind, and that woman he will never find.
Last Call
Tell me what you think, I wrote this in a blink.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Today I watched the most pathetic game of football ever played. It was so bad and boring, I actually started watching the game clock to see if the game could be the shortest NFL game ever. There was a reason this game was blackout... because NOBODY should have watched it. Yes, the Detroit Lions have reached a new low in my mind.
This game was so bad, I found myself wondering if figure skating was on another channel. I would rather watch America's Next Top Model than the sad display of pigskin tossing. In fact, a walk through Charlotte Rousse during a shoe sale on a Saturday night would have beaten the display the Lions were able to put on the field. Why was it so bad? The "starting" quarterback was a man who had been in retirement for about 5 months because NOBODY wanted him. Just like how NOBODY in Detroit and the surrounding area were able to watch the game. The NFL was doing Lions fans a favor, trust me it was a new low.
Why was it so bad? Words cannot describe but I am now certain of this one thing... GOD is not a Lions fan. And if He is... then He has a strange sense of humor and I'll be honest... its not even funny anymore. Do I want them to go 0-16... yes, but not like this. Where have the great lions losses gone? Like earlier in the year! The lions came back down to Green Bay 21-0 to take the lead at 25-24 with about 4 and a half minutes left in the game. Final score of that game 48-25. Is there any other team in the history of football who can allow a team to DOUBLE their score in 4 1/2 minutes? Unbelievable but at least it was exciting. Or when we were in Chicago, going into overtime and the Lions WON the forecast! Yes, we get the ball first... but oh no, not those tricky, witty Lions... they took the wind. Chicago said thank you and minutes later left the field with a W. Only the Lions.
Today's game was just a straight up... we suck and we are gonna play this game like a Madden Football game. The lions had one play... Calvin Johnson go deep and throw up a prayer. Pathetic.
Last Call
I had a great weekend doing just about nothing. I parked myself in our chair... with three remotes,a laptop, a pair of glasses and a PS3 controller. I was able to watch football, TV, surf the web and play video games all without getting out of my seat. With a wife to serve me... I cannot complain at all.
This game was so bad, I found myself wondering if figure skating was on another channel. I would rather watch America's Next Top Model than the sad display of pigskin tossing. In fact, a walk through Charlotte Rousse during a shoe sale on a Saturday night would have beaten the display the Lions were able to put on the field. Why was it so bad? The "starting" quarterback was a man who had been in retirement for about 5 months because NOBODY wanted him. Just like how NOBODY in Detroit and the surrounding area were able to watch the game. The NFL was doing Lions fans a favor, trust me it was a new low.
Why was it so bad? Words cannot describe but I am now certain of this one thing... GOD is not a Lions fan. And if He is... then He has a strange sense of humor and I'll be honest... its not even funny anymore. Do I want them to go 0-16... yes, but not like this. Where have the great lions losses gone? Like earlier in the year! The lions came back down to Green Bay 21-0 to take the lead at 25-24 with about 4 and a half minutes left in the game. Final score of that game 48-25. Is there any other team in the history of football who can allow a team to DOUBLE their score in 4 1/2 minutes? Unbelievable but at least it was exciting. Or when we were in Chicago, going into overtime and the Lions WON the forecast! Yes, we get the ball first... but oh no, not those tricky, witty Lions... they took the wind. Chicago said thank you and minutes later left the field with a W. Only the Lions.
Today's game was just a straight up... we suck and we are gonna play this game like a Madden Football game. The lions had one play... Calvin Johnson go deep and throw up a prayer. Pathetic.
Last Call
I had a great weekend doing just about nothing. I parked myself in our chair... with three remotes,a laptop, a pair of glasses and a PS3 controller. I was able to watch football, TV, surf the web and play video games all without getting out of my seat. With a wife to serve me... I cannot complain at all.
Friday, November 07, 2008
It is getting to be that time of year again...
That's right folks, that time of year has begun. The time we all dread... telling people what you want for Christmas. Yep, it began last weekend with the "Official drawing of the names" and will continue up until X-mas Eve.
This single question has become my most feared utterance of words. Now, for some men it's "I love you" for others its a single word, "marriage". Then there are those who have minor conniptions when they hear "I'm pregnant" from just about any woman in their lives: mother, wife, daughter, mistress, girlfriend, that woman you met the other night at the club and she looked oh so fine but you now realize that was because it was 1) dark in the club and 2) you were totally wasted, only to find out she was in fact an identical twin of Aileen Wuornos (and no not her, for that you would be given a small medallion or Gold figurine of some kind). No, no... it is none of those which scare me (mainly because I've got them all locked down) it is this... "What do you want for Christmas?"
The problem I have with the question is that there is NO right answer! For me the problem is this. I like gifts that I don't know I'm getting. Um, but Bobby... people need to know what to get you though. Just point them in the right direction. Okay, I will. Video games. Well what games? You want to know what games I want. Here is a list that has been started for me. (this one has some duplicates but will also work) Okay, I don't just want video games. I want other things too... but you don't need to get them for me. Hey, but I want to! You are a cool guy and we want to shower you with Awesome presents. Really? I never thought of it that way. I am a cool guy. Gee thanks. Anytime Bobbo. Anytime....
Maybe I am overreacting. But I feel bad telling people what I want. I feel like by saying what I want, I am commanding them to get me one of the items I am about to list off. And if you don't, I will go halfsies on your present next year. Of course this isn't true but I don't like saying "Get me this." It feels wrong. If someone wants to get me a present, I don't want to know what it could be. And I'm just going to leave that at that.
However, I am a hypocrite. I will asked people what they want. I know, I know but I cannot help it. If left to my own devices... I would be buying pretty much everyone a book. Barnes and Noble is seriously a one stop shop for Christmas. You got books that just about anybody will at least look at once. There is something about that store though. Everytime I'm in there I feel a calm come across me.
Last Call
I hate late night hunger. Here I am laying in bed and all of the sudden I am starving. And now I am craving Taco Bell. Now in my younger days I would succum to this urge... tonight I am just going to fall asleep. I damn, I'm growing up.
This single question has become my most feared utterance of words. Now, for some men it's "I love you" for others its a single word, "marriage". Then there are those who have minor conniptions when they hear "I'm pregnant" from just about any woman in their lives: mother, wife, daughter, mistress, girlfriend, that woman you met the other night at the club and she looked oh so fine but you now realize that was because it was 1) dark in the club and 2) you were totally wasted, only to find out she was in fact an identical twin of Aileen Wuornos (and no not her, for that you would be given a small medallion or Gold figurine of some kind). No, no... it is none of those which scare me (mainly because I've got them all locked down) it is this... "What do you want for Christmas?"
The problem I have with the question is that there is NO right answer! For me the problem is this. I like gifts that I don't know I'm getting. Um, but Bobby... people need to know what to get you though. Just point them in the right direction. Okay, I will. Video games. Well what games? You want to know what games I want. Here is a list that has been started for me. (this one has some duplicates but will also work) Okay, I don't just want video games. I want other things too... but you don't need to get them for me. Hey, but I want to! You are a cool guy and we want to shower you with Awesome presents. Really? I never thought of it that way. I am a cool guy. Gee thanks. Anytime Bobbo. Anytime....
Maybe I am overreacting. But I feel bad telling people what I want. I feel like by saying what I want, I am commanding them to get me one of the items I am about to list off. And if you don't, I will go halfsies on your present next year. Of course this isn't true but I don't like saying "Get me this." It feels wrong. If someone wants to get me a present, I don't want to know what it could be. And I'm just going to leave that at that.
However, I am a hypocrite. I will asked people what they want. I know, I know but I cannot help it. If left to my own devices... I would be buying pretty much everyone a book. Barnes and Noble is seriously a one stop shop for Christmas. You got books that just about anybody will at least look at once. There is something about that store though. Everytime I'm in there I feel a calm come across me.
Last Call
I hate late night hunger. Here I am laying in bed and all of the sudden I am starving. And now I am craving Taco Bell. Now in my younger days I would succum to this urge... tonight I am just going to fall asleep. I damn, I'm growing up.
Monday, November 03, 2008
Pistons and my Man Card...
A.I. is coming to Detroit. Let that sink in for a moment. Allen Iverson... will be a DETROIT PISTON come Tuesday morning. What gets me is that he has to pass a physical. Anybody else ever actually think about what they are telling us? Ball cuppage and coughing. That's what I hear when the news reporter says "after he passes a physical." (I just re-read what I wrote... I feel a little bit like Tobias) Seriously?! Of course this isn't the only thing I think, I just wonder to myself if that is the physical they must always pass. Imagine, a guy who constantly gets traded or is consistently signing with a new team. They ALWAYS have to pass a physical. I don't like where I'm going with this so back to the Pistons.
A.I. is coming to Detroit. Let that sink in for a moment. Allen Iverson... will be a Detroit Piston. I suppose the bigger news is that Billups and McDyess (unless Denver buys out his contract and he comes back) are going to Denver. huh... and this whole deal could breakdown because of a Physical! Imagine the doctor walks in and ... well I will stop here for all you kiddos out there. Bottom line... will the Pistons make it back to the Eastern Conference Finals? The only way this trade is considered a success is if the Pistons make it back to the Finals. Would I want to put my reputation on that.... Sorry Joe D. my answer is no. (Editor note: I still think they have a great chance to win it all)
I just came across a realization of where my life currently is and subsequently this same realization caused me to change the title of this blog. See originally I titled this blog "Round 2... will the Pistons make it past it?" but then this realization slapped me across the face, I have to take my own man card away. Why? Here I am watching MNF Steelers vs Redskins. My Fantasy team has two guys playing in this game and I am only up by one point and my opponent has Hines Ward. I have Pittsburgh's DEF and Washington's Kicker...
Side Note
Fantasy Football has created a great dilemma for me. Look at my current situation. I like Pittsburgh, so I want them to beat Washington. I have Pitt's DEF thus going with my original want. However, I want the Steelers to succeed but Hines Ward not to do too much to hurt my Fantasy Team (as I type Carrie turned the game back on the Steelers blocked a punt and recovered it... this is seriously ruining my blog. Dang it! Now Carrie is bored and just left the room. This is dumb. Not only did I upset Carrie but the recent series of events just ruined where I was going.)
Side Side Note
I will never ever again blog about real time events. Life is truly too unpredictable for me to keep up with it.
Okay, I am back on track (lol they just showed Barack and McCain on MNF ready to be interviewed... I just broke my most recently rule, dang it) Anyway, I was going to say how I should have taken away one of my man cards for allowing Carrie to turn off the football game when its a REALLY good game to watch Scrubs. However, I have come to a new conclusion... It is better to be a man without man cards, than to be a man with an angry, slightly annoyed 9 month pregnant wife. (she isn't really that bad but I sure feel bad)
Due to the overwhelming response I got to the Last Call in my first Blog... I am going to keep it. (Yay!)
Last Call
If you are a parent... or have been put in charge of a baby... please please please DO NOT walk down the middle of the busiest road in Grand Rapids (Chicago Dr) during rush hour in the center turn lane with a stroller and a 9 month old baby in it looking around like you are lost. No joke I saw this happen today.
A.I. is coming to Detroit. Let that sink in for a moment. Allen Iverson... will be a Detroit Piston. I suppose the bigger news is that Billups and McDyess (unless Denver buys out his contract and he comes back) are going to Denver. huh... and this whole deal could breakdown because of a Physical! Imagine the doctor walks in and ... well I will stop here for all you kiddos out there. Bottom line... will the Pistons make it back to the Eastern Conference Finals? The only way this trade is considered a success is if the Pistons make it back to the Finals. Would I want to put my reputation on that.... Sorry Joe D. my answer is no. (Editor note: I still think they have a great chance to win it all)
I just came across a realization of where my life currently is and subsequently this same realization caused me to change the title of this blog. See originally I titled this blog "Round 2... will the Pistons make it past it?" but then this realization slapped me across the face, I have to take my own man card away. Why? Here I am watching MNF Steelers vs Redskins. My Fantasy team has two guys playing in this game and I am only up by one point and my opponent has Hines Ward. I have Pittsburgh's DEF and Washington's Kicker...
Side Note
Fantasy Football has created a great dilemma for me. Look at my current situation. I like Pittsburgh, so I want them to beat Washington. I have Pitt's DEF thus going with my original want. However, I want the Steelers to succeed but Hines Ward not to do too much to hurt my Fantasy Team (as I type Carrie turned the game back on the Steelers blocked a punt and recovered it... this is seriously ruining my blog. Dang it! Now Carrie is bored and just left the room. This is dumb. Not only did I upset Carrie but the recent series of events just ruined where I was going.)
Side Side Note
I will never ever again blog about real time events. Life is truly too unpredictable for me to keep up with it.
Okay, I am back on track (lol they just showed Barack and McCain on MNF ready to be interviewed... I just broke my most recently rule, dang it) Anyway, I was going to say how I should have taken away one of my man cards for allowing Carrie to turn off the football game when its a REALLY good game to watch Scrubs. However, I have come to a new conclusion... It is better to be a man without man cards, than to be a man with an angry, slightly annoyed 9 month pregnant wife. (she isn't really that bad but I sure feel bad)
Due to the overwhelming response I got to the Last Call in my first Blog... I am going to keep it. (Yay!)
Last Call
If you are a parent... or have been put in charge of a baby... please please please DO NOT walk down the middle of the busiest road in Grand Rapids (Chicago Dr) during rush hour in the center turn lane with a stroller and a 9 month old baby in it looking around like you are lost. No joke I saw this happen today.
First Time For Everything...(that's what she said)
I have been inspired to keep a blog. Why? Because my life is interesting enough to document? Questionable. Because I am in love with myself and enjoy my own reading? Possible. Because other people want to read it and make small talk over it? Doubtful. The truth is I am doing it and anything beyond that one simple fact is either speculation or you know me better than I know myself. (which is highly possible but again unlikely...)
My Goal: Keep this blog basically edit free aside from error corrections because nobody like reading write that is not wrote good. Also, I enjoy typing.
Lately I have been a bit like "Michael Scott" in that I continually listen to conversations for a string of innocent words which I can quickly turn into a simple dirty joke by uttering the great words, "That's what she said." In fact, it has gotten to the point where the words do not even need to be spoke for the joke to be enjoyed. This is true comedy. So if you see me laughing without being a part of the conversation... I probably twisted your words and mentally added a "
that's what she said" line. Either that or.... well to be honest I don't feel like thinking of what else I could be laughing about because it could be just about anything, like "Bob Loblaw."
Speaking of firsts... I am ever so close to being a first time father.
So I just realized that before creating this Boblog and writing this first Blog... Carrie told me (Before she fell asleep and I was still browsing people's facebook pictures) not to do anything embarrassing.... I wonder if this Blog would count. I suppose I will leave her the judge of that... or too all you viewers... er, readers out there. (I say that believing I will never actually post this blog and nobody will ever actually read it.)
I just realized I might be one of those boring bloggers... (you know the ones that blog about blogging, and describe their lives that really the only people that would care are actually with them when these events happen.) I might just feel this way because I hate long blogs because I am a slow reader.... again boring.
Okay real reason I started this blog.....
I am actually in a very happy state in my life right now. The past four weekends Carrie, Jessie and I have been heading back to Midland for numerous events, including two baby showers. After this past weekend, while driving home I had a revelation. I have never been happier in my life than I am right now. (if you don't like this crap, I don't care... stop reading and come back for the next blog) I am merely weeks away from becoming a Father and I am so EXCITED. My love for our unborn child is unbelievable and I can't imagine what it will be like when she comes. Over these past weeks we have been blessed so many times over I cannot begin to give enough thanks. It is truly humbling to have such great friends and family in our lives and Evie is going to be the first luckiest girl of "the next generation" of kids.
Okay last sappy thing in this blog.... I am also so Happy that I married into a family and got such great Brothers and Sisters. Over the past four weekends with Jane and Ben currently in a state of transition (congrats on the HizOUSE!(stupid I know)) we have all been "living" under one roof for a couple days a week. How awesome is that?! I'll tell you, its pretty freakin' sweet dude. From the little ones to the Big kids, I love them all and .... dang it I am getting sappy again!! This stuff is much better said face to face but I just need to express it now. I tell Carrie all the time how much I love her family... so if you doubt me ask her. okay, I am done. (If you want me to let you know how great you are... just insert your name everywhere it seems apropriate)
LAST CALL
This is a new segment I'm calling "Last Call".... basically it is the end of my Blog.
My Last Call tonight is to the Detroit Lions. You suck.
My Goal: Keep this blog basically edit free aside from error corrections because nobody like reading write that is not wrote good. Also, I enjoy typing.
Lately I have been a bit like "Michael Scott" in that I continually listen to conversations for a string of innocent words which I can quickly turn into a simple dirty joke by uttering the great words, "That's what she said." In fact, it has gotten to the point where the words do not even need to be spoke for the joke to be enjoyed. This is true comedy. So if you see me laughing without being a part of the conversation... I probably twisted your words and mentally added a "
that's what she said" line. Either that or.... well to be honest I don't feel like thinking of what else I could be laughing about because it could be just about anything, like "Bob Loblaw."
Speaking of firsts... I am ever so close to being a first time father.
So I just realized that before creating this Boblog and writing this first Blog... Carrie told me (Before she fell asleep and I was still browsing people's facebook pictures) not to do anything embarrassing.... I wonder if this Blog would count. I suppose I will leave her the judge of that... or too all you viewers... er, readers out there. (I say that believing I will never actually post this blog and nobody will ever actually read it.)
I just realized I might be one of those boring bloggers... (you know the ones that blog about blogging, and describe their lives that really the only people that would care are actually with them when these events happen.) I might just feel this way because I hate long blogs because I am a slow reader.... again boring.
Okay real reason I started this blog.....
I am actually in a very happy state in my life right now. The past four weekends Carrie, Jessie and I have been heading back to Midland for numerous events, including two baby showers. After this past weekend, while driving home I had a revelation. I have never been happier in my life than I am right now. (if you don't like this crap, I don't care... stop reading and come back for the next blog) I am merely weeks away from becoming a Father and I am so EXCITED. My love for our unborn child is unbelievable and I can't imagine what it will be like when she comes. Over these past weeks we have been blessed so many times over I cannot begin to give enough thanks. It is truly humbling to have such great friends and family in our lives and Evie is going to be the first luckiest girl of "the next generation" of kids.
Okay last sappy thing in this blog.... I am also so Happy that I married into a family and got such great Brothers and Sisters. Over the past four weekends with Jane and Ben currently in a state of transition (congrats on the HizOUSE!(stupid I know)) we have all been "living" under one roof for a couple days a week. How awesome is that?! I'll tell you, its pretty freakin' sweet dude. From the little ones to the Big kids, I love them all and .... dang it I am getting sappy again!! This stuff is much better said face to face but I just need to express it now. I tell Carrie all the time how much I love her family... so if you doubt me ask her. okay, I am done. (If you want me to let you know how great you are... just insert your name everywhere it seems apropriate)
LAST CALL
This is a new segment I'm calling "Last Call".... basically it is the end of my Blog.
My Last Call tonight is to the Detroit Lions. You suck.
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