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| Saturday, January 28, 2006

My first child, a son, was born last night at 6:37. We knew it was an uphill battle. We lost his little heartbeat yesterday morning. He weighed in at 3lbs exactly, and 15 3/4 inches long. Full head of hair. A truly handsome little man.

I love my son. He will always be numbered among my children.

The staff of the hospital was absolutely fantastic.

Ann and I are resting and doing well. We will be with family for the next few days.

No real words. Love... that's really all. We had a good time tonight with our families. Some laughing, some crying... all comforting. God has truly blessed us. We could not ask for a better support structure than we have been given. We want HIM to be glorified by this.

We appreciate all your prayers, thoughts and kind words.

Much love.

0 comments | Thursday, January 26, 2006

Tonight, I had the rare and unusual privilege of meeting a nationally known figure. Some love her, some hate her... to the extent that each person had to be searched before entering the auditorium. I speak of none other than the lovely and talented Ann Coulter.















Now, I fully acknowledge that to some that name and slender mass of sex appea.......I mean, very sophisticated and controversial woman... yeah... is repulsive. If you disagree with her you almost certainly cannot utter her name without including some explitives that would otherwise refer to members of the female side of our friends, the Canine species. In fact I first heard of her through a very liberal friend of mine who described her as a "ultra right-wing conservative nazi B****". I knew then I must research this person.

I like her becuase she's snarky... she really believes what she says, and she always sticks to her guns. I do agree with *most* of what she says, but of course being two different people we diverge on some issues. It's during those moments in her speeches and regular TV appearances that I stop hearing the words and admire the beaut..... I mean sophistication... yeah.. of her... brain... right.

So while I don't like to get political on this blog very often, I will say this: I likes me some Ann Coulter.

2 comments | Wednesday, January 25, 2006

From a Photoshop contest themed "People who take their jobs too seriously"


1 comments | Sunday, January 08, 2006

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Now, mind you i'm not complaining.. I am not saying in any way that this is a bad thing. I LIKE this change. I have already had this conversation with her, so she knows that i'm saying all this stuff... don't be offended for her. None of those

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I have known my wife for coming up on 7 years... we have been married for 2 of those years, we dated for 3 and a half years before that. I have seen her almost every day in those 7 years. Not one time in the history of my knowing her have I heard these words: "I need to get up and cook breakfast".

I NEED to get up and cook breakfast?? You NEED TO?

And then we top that off with "Can I make you some coffee?"

I thought for a minute I was dreaming.. never, in somewhere around 2500 days that I have known this woman has she expressed the NEED to cook breakfast, and it would be a most rare occurance for her to offer to make coffee! Oh, sure she's said "I think i'm gonna cook breakfast" before... and that is kind of unusual, but not shockingly so.. more usual is "Can we go to Cracker Barrel" but this NEED?!!?!!

I had regained composure, got up and got ready to take a shower when I hear dishes clanking... SHE'S LOADING THE DISHWASHER??? I HAVEN'T EVEN MENTIONED IT!

Oy vey!

So, pod people.. whoever you are.. thank you for leaving me a wife that is still as sweet and beautiful as my original wife, but man that coffee was good... Biscuits and Gravy... Eggs.. I like her.. good job.