Today was a big and exciting day for Jackie and I. We went and saw the baby on the ultrasound and found out it is a boy! We are both very excited at this. We thought maybe Ivy was going to get some competition, but God has different plans for now, and for that we are excited and thrilled to have a boy. He looked real healthy, was very active. He would put his hands up to his face and rub his eyes. He also put this thumb in mouth and yawned and stretched a lot. That was really awesome to watch. I have video, but I have to find a VHS to DVD converter somewhere. I no longer own a VHS player, oh how times are a changing. Anyway here are our two favorite pictures, his profile and little foot.

I had a plan, being as it is over 100’s everyday of the week, it is impossible to mow the grass without passing out. So my plan was this; I would get up on a Saturday morning at 7am hop on my trusty snapper mower and cut come grass as I rocked out to my IPOD with enormous earphones. I look like DJ PhLY on a mower. I find if I crank out to some rock-N-tunes the mower seems to go a little faster and I can cut the grass with more power and aggression. I sing my heart out because if I can’t hear myself over the engine roaring who else can? (Jackie has since informed me that everyone can hear me). So this morning I was 90% done when all of a sudden I could smell burning grass, I looked behind me and there was a trail of smoldering freshly cut grass behind me. Smoke pouring out from under the engine and blade. I was never shown how to stop, drop, tuck and roll from a flaming lawn mower with a custom gator blade that can cut through steel! So I slam her into park, disengage the blade and ran for my life thinking she is going to blow! I did all this for dramatic effect because in my ears a soundtrack of movie stunt per portions was playing and I just went with it.

No, it did not blow, and I hit pause and came back to reality. I went and got the push mower. But for 15 sec Nicholas Cage had nothing on me.

Why is my keyboard in the trash you might ask? It sure looks like a nice keyboard, (it was, I was very fond of it). So lets start at the beginning. I was coming into work and walking down the hallway when I was greeted by the most ginormous cockroach ever! It was as big as scruffy! He was sitting on the doorway just waving his little receptors, as if to say “Hola Señor Greg!” I almost took out my camera to take a picture, but quite frankly I never wanted to see him again so I didnt.
So on I go to my desk and sit down, push ctrl-alt-delete as I do every morning without thinking and proceed to login. Then out of the corner of my eye I see this flash of movement beneath my keyboard keys, it was fast but it was there, right under QWERTY he ran, it was then I noticed another smaller but just as disgusting roach running back and forth under my keys trying to get out, I started pounding on the keys D and I and E and M and O and T and H and E and R……you get the idea….at this failed attempt to squish him with my keys of death I pulled out the compressed air, ohh he just loved this! He rolled over like Scooter getting a belly rub and enjoyed the cold compressed air blowing on his cockOnards. I picked up the keyboard and tried to fling him out, cables and USB ports flying everywhere, but nooooo he remained firm. I pulled out my pocket knife and started poppin the keys off my board! N and O and ESC. He fell to the floor with another powerful blow from my compressed air can and SQUISH! He is now one with the carpet.
Did it end there? Oh no…how could it? After having such a workout, I needed some water, so I head to the water fountain with my #7 water bottle that may or may not kill me. As I am filling my water bottle and telling a co-worker about my ordeal, she pulls off her shoe and starts slamming it against the water fountain! I jump back and look down to see there was another cockroach running for his life as a pink sandal came flying towards him. He made it into a crack and has not been heard of since. Today has been a day of days, I just thought I would share with with you all.

We all have goals. I have lots of goals; Jackie has a list for them. She sure does love lists. I got a new list this weekend, it’s on the fridge, I titled it “Holy Mother of Goats List” it is a long one. I have a list in my head of creative things I would like to accomplish. I love all things creative, and recognize creativity when I see it. So let’s begin….

1. Write and Sing a Song. I play guitar, I am not excellent or anything, but I can play well enough. I would like to apply all the little songs I have in my head and put words to one and make it my own. I would like to write a serious song and a funny song.

2. Write and Direct a Short Film. No, the Chupacopra Hunt does not count, but it was a nice start. I do not want people in it, directing is not my strong point. I have trouble saving seats for people at the movies. This one proves to be a little more difficult to execute. However it is all in the editing, and that’s what I like to do. I enjoy taking video footage and trimming it down to what matters most. Kelly and Joeys wedding video is my favorite example of that. I like how it turned out. It captured them and their day together nicely.

3. Capture a Breath Taking Photo. I have stopped taking photos as much as I used to. A lot has to do with the frustration I have with my current camera. However it is not always about the camera. It is about being quick with the shot, having a good eye, and the creative vision to know what you can do to make a picture turn out to be in the end. I think Kelly takes some of the best pictures of Danny and the kids; she gets great smiles and nice angles. Marcus over at invisiblegreen.com  also takes amazing colorful photos, be sure to check them out.

4. Write a Book. This blog is about as close to a book as I am right now, I know my grammar, punctuation and spelling sucks, I hated that subject in school, that’s what editors are for. I love to write and tell stories and being from Ireland gives me a flavor I can share. If Frank McCourt can write a book about living in Limerick Ireland, then so can I. Granted my life there was not as sad as his, but that’s his story, and I have mine. I have even played with the idea of doing a children’s book. Maybe I can write a follow up to “Gregory the Goat“.

5. Do Something Meaningful. All of the above goals can be applied to this one goal. I just want to place a stamp on the world that says Hey I did this. I know God has a plan for all of us to make a mark and speak to someone. We may not even notice who or how we do that, but he knows and has given us all the ability inside to be creative.

wowza, I am slaaaack, I missed a ton of comments everyone posted, they were pending approval, I did not even know they were there. I am sorry about that. I am still getting used to this new way of doing things. Be sure to go back through some of the old posts to catch them. That will not happen again.

This is my Baby Momma, isn’t she the most beautiful baby Momma in the world? I think so too. Here she is 19 weeks in and sporting the belly real nice. Inside there is a little chublinka. How cool is that?

1st off, thanks to Joey for pulling out his mad unix skills to allow me to use this new blogger software, very nice. I am very excited about the changes and look forward to seeing what new things I can add to this site. If you made it in you guessed right in putting the password from before, no more username and IP blocking mess that people were having problems with.

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Enjoy!

So Little Benjamin wanted to join the “Knock Your Noggin Club” that Danny Bobby founded. A firetruck, ambulance ride and three large stitches later, he is an active member with the knot in head to prove it. Falling off the back of a sofa and having a piano to break your fall is not a fun time for anyone. I think he learned that much. He is doing great, and is home now, but I am sure he will have a headache for a few days. So it got me thinking, How many injuries have we had in this family? Lets see…..

One Broken Nose.
One Broken Arm X2.
Two Broken Backs.
One Cracked Head, almost Two after tonight.
One Broken Wrist.
One Broken Finger.
I am sure a Toe in there somewhere,
and a total of Twenty Butt Cracks!! Haha!!

The funny story I do want to share about this evening is, Jackie and I were just about to go over to the house of a friend from church, she was having game night. So we called to cancel because we needed to go help Danyelle with the kids, whats funny about that is, this was the 2nd time in a row we have canceled and have used the excuse of “our nephew has had a head injury and is on his way to the ER” I think she might be growing suspicious.

What is important is, as always we are here for each other, and little B is home safe with his family.

So its not everyday you get to see a Raccoon running around, I was able to catch these four little fellas on video, they have been frequenting the backyard each evening. Looks like 3 babies and a momma. I recently saw a fox and owl back there this week also, that brings the wildlife count up quite a bit. Saturday morning while working on the car with Mr. C a little yellow snake slithered this way and that right by us. I say little, he was about 2 feet long. I guess the heat is really bringing them out as they look for water.

Today is my mom’s Birthday, so everyone wish her a Happy Birthday!