Yeah, It has been a while.

So what?! We have been really busy. Doing a whole lotta nothin'. I started my self a new blog so the Wife can have hers back. Hope you enjoy.

Mike

Mike here.

Holy crap! How bout this for a three day holiday weekend?

Grandma (she is approaching 90) goes to ER with "ticker problems" and finds out she has the beginnings of Congestive heart failure. Great.

Nicole goes to ER with serious tummy trouble and we find out she has Diverticulitis. The CT scan also revealed a cyst on the wall of her uterus that is roughly the size of Kansas. Great.

Other Grandma goes to ER for her "six times a year" bladder infection. Just freakin awesome.

Yeah baby!!! Three days, three visits to the ER. I'm afraid to leave the house, for fear of getting hit by a truck or some random object falling out of the sky and sending my fat ass to the fuggin ER.

We are all alive and well today, so far. BTW, Grandma's Mom was diagnosed with CHF when she was about 80 and lived for another 12 years or so, according to Grandma.

sorry if the links don't work. i tried

I'm not sure who to credit the photo. I do know it was taken in 45' when Grandpa came home from Alaska in WWII.

more to talk about later

Attention: Mommas!

Wife here.

Props to all those sweet Mommas out there!! Go hug those children of yours, no matter how old they are. Embrace them with your love. They are your treasures.

Peace n Love to all

G'night.

circle of life

So, my last post accidentally got saved as a draft. I just realized this when I came in to write about what just happened to Ethan and Me. Two posts in one happy day.

Ethan just got done riding his dirt bike and came up on the back porch to debrief me on his ride. This is where I sit to watch, usually with both doggies. Suddenly, Ethan lets out a yell. ANNABELLE!!! NO!!! Immediately after shitting myself, I jumped up and yelled STOP!!!! because the dogs were running(around the corner of the house) and I was afraid they would get to the end of their lines and snap their necks like a cartoon. To late. Ethan pulled them back and there lay a little baby bunny doing the "herky jerky" right next to the hose reel box. Poor little thing only needed a couple more inches(story of my life, too)and he prolly woulda made it. Man, I gotta tell ya, Ethan sure is growing up. What a trooper. He helped me get the doggies put back in the house and looks at me and says, "Now what?" I reply, as I'm getting the pellet gun out and loading it, "Well Bub, we gotta put him out of his misery and bury him." He says, "OK, I'll get the shovel." I tell him that he doesn't have to watch this and go around the corner. Done deal. I scoop him up and head for the "back forty" to dig a hole. After we dug deep enough to keep the critters away, I placed him in the hole and asked Ethan if he wanted to say a prayer. He says, "Nah, I'm gonna miss him though." He has known the thing for all of eleven minutes now. Cute. While we were walking back to the garage he says, "We better not tell Mom, She'll get really upset." The first thing he does after Mom walks in the door is, "Hey Mom, guess what?"

I shit myself, again.

pussalertexcusedumbshitwhiner and misc. pics for the picture whores

Not much goin' on up in here. Once again, it seems we've been cheated out of our spring, here in NWI. It kinda goes from cold & rainy to hot & sticky. It's not that extreme yet, but you get the idea. During the summertime, I come in the house for only a couple of reasons. Some examples might be: fix shit that gets broke by Wife or Kid, eat, sleep, and The 3 S's. Otherwise, my fat ass is outdoors. So, the reason for this totaly useless info is, to give me the built in excuse for not posting as often. You see, the computer is inside and I don't have a laptop, and my job doesn't afford me the opportunity to sneak away to write silly stuff. Whatever, all four of you, taht read this, will make do, I'm sure. I have a couple of things (ideas) to write about whenever I get the "rainy day" to do so. I still check everybody else's posts almost every other night though. (just to keep up) I'm usually tired and dirty and just want shower and hit the rack. What can I say? I'm a puss. I'm quite sure that some funny schtuff will happen to me, then I'll just say f*&k it and come in and write about it.

dontfuckabrotha

When you have disrespected somebody close to you without even realizing you have, it is a sucky feeling. As I have explained before, I am an amateur in the world of blogging. It's a horseshit excuse, but, I'm using it anyway. Let me give a short explanation. Yesterday, I had nothing to yap about. I decided to try messing with pics on the blog. I just went through my picture folders and started sticking pics up there and wrote something by them. I was having a "shit conniption" with the spacing. It would look right in "compose" but not "preview". Whatever. So, I have this really bitchin picture from my wedding. My Best Man, Surly over at http://surlycamera.blogspot.com/, just happened to be the man behind the camera for that picture. Surly is one talented fucker. (there is a gratuitous f-bomb) He can learn to do most anything well enough to hang, except throw a softball underhand. Only he knows what I'm talking about, so don't worry. Anyway, that picture was taken with a real SLR camera, no digitalness here. Yeah, I liked that word, too. Some of you know, there is actually lots of skill involved. You have know your shit to take good pictures. He even developed it in his very own dark room. He is that kind of "kool kat". The whole point is; I put "his" picture up on the world wide fucking web and didn't even give the man the God damned common courtesy of the fucking CREDIT. What a fucking DOUCHE!!!! I am. He is the "no worries kinda guy" and that's cool. I just think I owe it to him to apologize for being an ass bag.

I do apologize, sir.

Thanks for reading. I'll be back withsome funny schtuff later. Mike

Random pics to get to know us

******Update - forgive me for not giving props where props are due. Wedding picture is courtesy of the wonderful Photographer Surly :-)

(sorry, Surly)

Nothing happening today to get all giddy about so I will just look through some pics and post them so maybe you all can get to know a little about us. Whatever.

That is Max, up there, after his annual hair cut. It takes him back to puppyhood.

Me and Ethan love to play with cameras.

What the ???? was I getting in to here?

9-1-01

Nice glasses Fatty!!

Family "fun time" with the camera. Everybody's here, except the Kitty. Annabelle is the black thing with the "tongue of death"

Here is Kitty, Boo, Pookers, or whatever name pops in to my head when I'm telling her to get out of my spot on the couch.