Tuesday, January 01, 2008
So, I'm sitting on the cough, laptop in lap, beside the Christmas tree... my wife, Tonya - she's getting some chicken fingers from the stove-top. My eldest son who is 19 months old is playing with toys near the flat screen TV. My newest son, Tristan (3 weeks old today) is sleeping in front of me; all wrapped up in blankets. Life is good. Things seem in place. Hey, my belly is full, and I'm chillin' in my jamies. There's a movie on about kid's hockey and I think I might flip over to play some scrabulous in FaceBook. And there's nothing wrong with a little scrable obsession because - hey! - it's educational. I should have spelled Scrabble but I don't feel like backspacing. So I suppose the picture that I'm painting for you that of a blessed man with a wonderful family. For Christmas, my wife gave me a beautiful new, leather binded bible. It's perfect. I still haven't opened it. I must. I have to, soon. Maybe tonight. So much to do. Well, I'm probably getting annoying with my short formed, spontaneous thougts, so I shall stop. Maybe I'll write in my blog in another 3 years or so. See you then!
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