tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29559570066032875352024-03-21T02:14:42.537-04:00What the heck happened?The life and times of Nicole, Jeremy, and BenJeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-75633399889646178462009-08-17T20:25:00.007-04:002009-08-17T21:15:39.903-04:00With arms wide open...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJH954wRC-ZLlkDJy3GJ7Bv782b6rWghSRkBSx3jbI9VxU6nIw7AFa_Q37Jdt6_krNFJwz87oCUhJd0GE1kBAJuMGSZs3EizN-NCI4JEkyMty0SENh7kSkvdVldxni9L3q5Eq8PiVHMuli/s1600-h/Lucas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371096331949595842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJH954wRC-ZLlkDJy3GJ7Bv782b6rWghSRkBSx3jbI9VxU6nIw7AFa_Q37Jdt6_krNFJwz87oCUhJd0GE1kBAJuMGSZs3EizN-NCI4JEkyMty0SENh7kSkvdVldxni9L3q5Eq8PiVHMuli/s320/Lucas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>Well kiddo there you are. I am sorry that I have not been writing a lot the last year. I just got a bit lazy with updating the blog. </p><br /><br /><p>Needless to say the last year or so has been a bit crazy. Most of it is just dealing with work and trying to find a way to bring you into our family.</p><br /><br /><p>But to be honest today was the greatest day of my life. It was amazing to see you and find out that your heart is healthy and everything is going great. I was so worried about your heart I couldn't even think about it. Me and your mother have been praying every night that you would be ok. Today we found out that our prayers have been answered. So far so good.</p><br /><br /><p>It was so cool to see you today. I wish I could describe how I feel right now. I can not wait to meet you and have you meet us. You are just amazing. But I have to be honest. I have no idea how to be a dad. I am more than a little nervous about it. But you and I will figure it out together. I have been doing my homework though you should be excited about that. Your mom will also be around to help. I have learned amazing things about you so that I will be ready to be a dad. This is a list of a few amazing things I have learned since I found out you were coming.</p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p>1. For the first few days of you life you will be pooping Marcanioum. This was shocking news to me. I don't know what marcanioum is but I can't wait to gag and throw up in my mouth as I wipe the sticky tar off of you. It's gonna be great. Promise :P </p><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWH3ebSMpEw_KlzqZyPJJ-zN2sl3lO-LlzPAh0LlOhF2CbvpMOpZzdeG17s25_vn9oUEyXRavk2U_OJnR8USXowxb62nSYTru1GlbNY6PNMIKF11F1dG8EnBGQGZFz8bGPuGM-LcnRawmD/s1600-h/man-changing-diaper_~u12548192.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371101591111629378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWH3ebSMpEw_KlzqZyPJJ-zN2sl3lO-LlzPAh0LlOhF2CbvpMOpZzdeG17s25_vn9oUEyXRavk2U_OJnR8USXowxb62nSYTru1GlbNY6PNMIKF11F1dG8EnBGQGZFz8bGPuGM-LcnRawmD/s320/man-changing-diaper_~u12548192.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. A crib costs hundreds of dollars and does not come with a matress. This for me was like finding out I just bought a car wtihout an engine.</p><p>3. Two words: Baby Bjorn This is a fantastic invention that will allow me to carry you around on on my stomach. I think it was designed on a concept based on a kangaroo. Like someone was walking around carrying their baby and thought hey.... If I had a pouch I could use hands for other things... like installing apps on my iphone.</p><p>4. The birth will involve poo. </p><p>Any way I promise I will update the blog more as we move through the pregnancy and get closer to getting you here. The biggest thing I can promise is that You will be loved more than you will ever know. I am so excited about getting you here I could burst. I know your mom is too. Ok you mother is getting a bit annoyed at the time I am taking to do this so I will add more soon.</p><p> </p><p>Dad</p><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><span style="font-size:0;"></span>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-51468694253202293582009-02-15T19:02:00.002-05:002009-02-15T19:10:21.313-05:00Oriole magicWell I know <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> of you are expecting a great comeback to humor filled <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">exciting</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">columns</span> with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">death defying</span> comedy. But this is not that. This is more me putting on paper a feeling I have so that I can look back and say see I told you ... or damn I am the dumbest person alive.... So here goes .. the Baltimore Orioles are going to turn it around this year. What that means I do not know. There have been 12 losing seasons here in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Bmore</span> with our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">O's</span>. But I just have a very strange feeling about this season. I cannot explain it. It's actually kinda creeping me out as I have never in my life really cared at all about baseball other than something to do with my dad. But I just have this feeling... Like I did with my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Steelers</span> that there is something going on here this year with this team.. Don't get me wrong I am NOT saying we are going to the World Series or even the postseason. What I am saying is that 3 years from now when that could happen we are going to look back on 09 as the season it started to turn around. <div><br /></div><div>It is very strange. Normally when Football ends it's on to hockey but for some strange reason less than a week after my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Steelers</span> won the Superbowl I am walking around in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">O's</span> gear chomping at the bit for baseball. I cannot explain it at all.. Normally I would still be basking in the glow of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Sixburgh</span>... but for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">some reason</span> I feel like the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">O's</span> have a summer of magic in store and I am so excited to be apart of it. I have already driven my wife and most of my family nuts with this so I am putting this here so that if this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">truly</span> is the magic season I think it will be I can look back on it and say .. I told you. </div><div><br /></div><div>Love you guys</div><div><br /></div><div>GO <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">O's</span> ... This is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Birdland</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Doan</span></div>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-21364004286067664782008-12-12T18:41:00.002-05:002008-12-12T18:44:20.902-05:00Letting everyone know that there are more posts comming.Hello all. I just wanted to let all of you know that there will be more updates <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">coming</span> soon the old <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">blogspot</span>. I have been remiss in updating it due to some new work responsibilities. But people like Shannon constantly telling me to update it have made me feel that I am neglecting my responsibility to you, the reader. I am glad everyone enjoys it so much and I hope to begin making regular posts again soon. How in the world did I let 75% of football season go by without jumping back in ... my bad.... I will have an update this week. <div><br /></div><div>Promise.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Doan</span></div>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-51327772132249683542008-08-07T11:56:00.002-04:002008-08-07T13:28:27.963-04:00What a beautiful noise...Wow it been about two weeks since I posted a blog. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span> shame on me for not moving faster. What is going to basically have to happen here is I will touch on the big things that have happened in the last two weeks in a two part blog. The first thing that I want to talk about it Ocean City. <br /><br />Last Wednesday my wife and I decided that we were going to go to Ocean City as opposed to Latrobe for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Steelers</span> Training camp. This was a good decision in many ways. First off I Love going to the beach. I usually only go one day a year but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">every time</span> I am there I want to stay longer and am reminded how much I love going to the beach. So <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Wednesday</span> we hopped in the car and away we went. The drive was a tad longer than I remember it but it was an awesome experience. We met up with Mike and Nicole and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Edawg</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jax</span> and Levi and Mikes mom. It was quite fun. I spent <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">a lot</span> of time in the water and sun. ( I got really sunburned even though I used SPF 30 sunblock) Also it was this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">weird</span> haze hanging over everything. It was like really foggy as we were walking up the dune to the beach it was like a Stephen King novel. We either were going to see the beach on the other side of the Dune or the end of the world, who knows, the fog made it look really surreal.<br /><br />My wife looked amazing in her new bikini. It was a good time that was shared by all. We dug <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Edawg</span> a trench and just enjoyed the beach time. There was a pesky crab that I kept stepping on in the afternoon and one time that little bugger got the heck out of my foot. But other than the less than excited crab it was a good time. After the beach but before we went home we went to Hooters for wings. It was there talking to the wife that we decided that a week in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Myrtle</span> Beach next year was a vacation that we needed to take. Currently it is set up to be just us and we are going to stay a week in her more or less Uncle Bills condo. It is supposed to be our last big vacation before you come along. But since you will be "in the oven" if you will, we need to do something that is the exact <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">opposite</span> of our normal Vegas style trips. I think a trip to the beach for a week fits the bill. I am worried I will get a bit bored but I think I can handle it. I will bring a laptop and an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">xbox</span> or something. I also think that as we get closer to the trip becoming a reality that an invite or two MAY go out to some more people. I really think that is a bridge we will cross then. In all honesty I think I am looking forward too it because I have not in my recent memory had a relaxing vacation. I am always on the go when I take time off either traveling to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Steelers</span> games or going to Vegas and not sleeping for days. The Idea of actually relaxing for a week is Very appealing.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Ok</span> so Then last Friday I get the call that my Dad is in the hospital. This is quite the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">surprise</span> in that I had no idea he was that sick. Turns out he got some bacteria in his blood and it was doing all kinds of nasty things to him. So we head into the hospital and I got to see how lucky we all are to have each other first hand. There was a a guy in the bed next to him having all <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">kindza</span> pooping on himself issues. But the point is he had no on there with him while my dad had people squeezed into his half of the room and his phone was ringing off the hook. In essence it was a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">testament</span> to the family that my parents have put together, its getting to be a very close knit group. In the end they had him on some antibiotics and sent him home the next day. Now he has to do all kinds of stuff to figure out what caused this but at least he is out of imminent danger and he is out of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Rosy</span> smell of his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">roommate</span> pooping on himself all the time.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Ok</span> so Now we are gonna basically skip a week and say that nothing important happened. We did dinner with Shannon at Outback (the best place to eat Ever). We saw Step brothers and went to Dave and Busters with "The group". That was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">alot</span> of fun and the movie was funny as hell. Other than that we just kinda worked and went through the motions until Saturday. Then I went to see Neil Diamond with my wife, mother, and Sister. It was one heck of a night. It was a great show he played all the classics and I got to spend some time with my mom which <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">rarely</span> happens. It was nice to share that with her as growing up hearing her listening to him all the time has me doing the same. It was funny as I felt like the youngest person besides my wife and sister in the whole arena. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">alot</span> of fun and a night I spent with my mom that I won't soon forget. It was cool to see her so happy and excited. Again it was fun.....<br /><br />But not nearly as fun as the ride there. See I have been hearing for the last two days as I ask about various plans and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">upcoming</span> events that these were all discussed in the car on the way to the Neil Diamond show and how can I not know. See the truth is when I heard the Term "Latches on" I had a mini black out which is scarier than it sounds as I was driving at the time. My sister was talking about breast feeding <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Jax</span> and well I am just not comfortable talking about my sisters <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">bewbage</span>. So I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">completely</span> tuned out of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">conversation</span>. I heard bits and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">pieces</span> against my will involving all the places she has nursed and all. But <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">fortunately</span> then my brain kicked in with LA LA LA LA LA and I was safe again. While I was trying to block them out and focus 0n the radio that was volume 1 so that they could talk about milking apparently many important <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">conversations</span> also took place. I however, was not able to risk being exposed to talks of pumps and Latching so I just blocked it all out. I don't want anyone to think I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">squeamish</span> about boobs and breast feeding. That is not the case at all. In fact I love <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">Bewbs</span> they are two of my three favorite things. I am also all for breast feeding. Just not my sisters. Sorry I just don't have that West Virgina gene. In my mind my sister looks like C-3PO. There is no milking there is no giving birth or any of that stuff. Yucky...<br /><br />Well this brings us up to yesterday the 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">th</span> of Aug. which gets its own blog <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">tomorrow</span>. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">don't</span>' wanna hit anyone with too much too soon. :)Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-16383393062110935012008-07-24T14:32:00.005-04:002008-12-12T17:00:17.777-05:00Orioles Rain...Last night my dad and I hit up Camden yards again. It was Oriole magic night and they had the entire 83 team there to celebrate the last world series win. What a great night me my dad and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">O's</span>. I think when I look back on the summer that is gonna be what I remember most all of the time we got to spend at the ballpark. It's actually really cool in that I think somewhere over one of these games me and my dad have gone from close father/ son to really really good friends. What can I say I enjoy hanging out with the dude.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So anyway half way through the game it started raining. OK not normal raining but literally buckets and buckets of rain and lightning and thunder. Like rain for 40 days and 40 nights kinda rain. So into the tunnel we go. Well eventually we end up down under the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">upperdeck</span> just sitting there drinking beers and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">BSing</span> while watching the storm envelop The ballpark. It was a great night. I found out <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">alot</span> about my dad that I never knew. I also found out that my Grandpa worked 6 days a week and my dad really didn't get to spend a whole lot of time with his dad. I am very thankful for the time I get to spend with my family anymore. I guess I don't always realize how lucky I am for that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">opportunity</span>. I miss Pittsburgh with every ounce of my being... but I have gotten <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">alot</span> closer with all of the members of my family this year and I am very thankful for that. I wonder if I can get all of them to move. :)<br /><br /><br /><br />Time for the Drama.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68zKzhosua_bmv1ePRh8vl0Bv_lxJIHz8PGXG70_pSFnR4ABJcxGTefkYdBC7zcgoaHvDc_ZRdo5T6Rf6AuOOzF6hNu08hOyEh8dO-hMBUcFZDhEZ5XldaTksdToa9oLy5HneISm5rpxe/s1600-h/destiny.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226655458747004066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68zKzhosua_bmv1ePRh8vl0Bv_lxJIHz8PGXG70_pSFnR4ABJcxGTefkYdBC7zcgoaHvDc_ZRdo5T6Rf6AuOOzF6hNu08hOyEh8dO-hMBUcFZDhEZ5XldaTksdToa9oLy5HneISm5rpxe/s320/destiny.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Ok</span> so we have recently gotten pretty close with a few of the people in our neighborhood. Well this dude Mark who is from Pittsburgh and an all <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">around</span> good guy is a teacher. With his summer off he has decided that he needs to get into great shape then spend as much time be it at the pool or running with his shirt off that he can. Needless to say he currently gets every chick in our communities juices <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">flowin</span> (if ya know what I mean) Well my wife has become friends with this one girl Shannon. Turns out Mark asked Shannon out. But they can't go out for like 3 weeks. Due to people being out of town and whatnot. In the meantime Mark has apparently spent the last two days spending time with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Shannon's</span> best friend who does have a name but for the life of me I cannot remember it. We shall henceforth call her girl B. Now this morning Shannon starts <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">texting</span> and calling my wife to vent about this development. Two things you need to know here. Shannon is pretty hot. Girl B is not so much. The other is that they both have kids and were supposed to get a house in Arnold together. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Ohh</span> and keep in mind Shannon has a great personality Girl B does not talk to me or the wife really <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">so</span> I am not confident <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">assessing</span> her personality. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Ok</span> well anyway The point of all this is that I keep getting asked for a guy's point of view. It has made me realize that it is a VERY good thing that I am happily married. In my eyes Mark had a situation in the future set up and girl B wanted to chill. So he was like yeah whatever I have the summer off and am not doing anything yeah lets have so lets have some beers or whatever. It turns out that I don't think the Girls see it that way. The thing kinda is is that there is NO way Mark could possibly be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">jeopardizing</span> the thing with Shannon. She is a really good package. I have to believe that this was innocent just "hanging out with girl B"<br /><br />Anyway that is the current <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Wysteria</span>(Smithy Square) Drama. It will be interesting to see how it all plays out. If Mark blows the Shannon thing he is an idiot. But what I am getting at is that being single would suck. I would hate it. I think that there is a romantic/sexy idea of hooking up with different people and dating and all ... I think that would suck. All the awkward moments and drama that come along with it, No thank you. I also would not want to come home to an empty house. I don't think being alone would suit me. I think it is like when My wife leaves town. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">absolutely</span> love it for like 2 days. Then I am done, I want my wife to get home. I hate being in my house alone. My friend Justin has a saying that he says all the time to justify his activities. Women are like dog poop the older they are the easier they are to pick up. His other one is "I do real good for a fat bald guy." Gotta give it up to the kid he does do good for bald fat kid. But even in our last conversation he was like ... The bar scene is getting old and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">people</span> are annoying him in record time anymore. I Don't see how he has done it this long and now I kinda feel a bit bad for him. Having meaningless relationship after meaningless relationship has him at 30 and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">coming</span> home to an empty house. He is a better person than me as I could have never done that. I love my wife and just having her around seems to make everything better. I don't know if anything would be any fun if I didn't have her to share it with. I guess people are moving away from the marriage thing and especially people my age. When I really sit down and think about it it seems like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">alot</span> of people are skipping out on the marriage thing. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Ohhh</span> well different strokes for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">different</span> folks I guess...<br />DadJeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-12098452714283006812008-07-20T11:25:00.007-04:002008-12-12T17:00:18.338-05:00Why so Serious?......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ttk0Y6Vc0MYASTz9STfm18LiW8gwHhUHlOlbaFHj_cZ8vkVolRLHJexLfFK7RyZrHMhpEXOxOOTC0bvrAgH0BlQcrcOmK0gUShsz5KfBYrglAyF-2WTIZX5Q_NPce6l47KrsqiBzxbpa/s1600-h/the-dark-knight_the-joker_why-so-serious.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225117868957537122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ttk0Y6Vc0MYASTz9STfm18LiW8gwHhUHlOlbaFHj_cZ8vkVolRLHJexLfFK7RyZrHMhpEXOxOOTC0bvrAgH0BlQcrcOmK0gUShsz5KfBYrglAyF-2WTIZX5Q_NPce6l47KrsqiBzxbpa/s320/the-dark-knight_the-joker_why-so-serious.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Wow.. I don't think I have ever seen a movie like the one that we saw last night. Batman was amazing. Simply jaw dropping. It was the best performance I have ever seen on film. I mean literally there were like 5 points in the movie where I was just like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">OMG</span>. The best though was Heath Ledgers the Joker. He just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">redefined</span> one of the oldest and most iconic characters in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">comic book</span> and movie history. He took the character to a place that will never be reached again (as he is no longer with us). But it will also influence a character that has been a part of Batman lore in comics, movies, and television and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">completely</span> taken it to a dark side that it can never be taken back from.. Again Wow. I have never been in a movie before and was so excited to just see a character on the screen <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">again</span> just to see what he would do next. He was so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">menacing</span> and unpredictable. I can't imagine anyone doing a better job with a role ever. If you have seen the movie you know I am not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">exaggerating</span> if you haven't you are missing out on a truly iconic movie. This is a movie that will be with us for a long long time. It's actually pretty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">weird</span> I have to admit when I heard how the role <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">completely</span> messed up Ledger I didn't get it. I thought what the heck you go to work put on makeup have fun act crazy then at 5:00 or whatever wash off the makeup and go party with Hollywood chicks. Yeah...after seeing how dark (and awesome) the character is and how much he put into it I can totally see how it could mess you up being in whatever place he had to reach inside to get that performance out... Again if you have seen this movie you are nodding in agreement if you have not you are missing out on a film that will be looked back on as a classic forever. I know it's A) a batman film and B) pretty high <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">praise</span> for a movie... trust me if you see it you will know I am speaking <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Gospel</span>. I am actually considering going again next <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Tuesday</span> when I am off it was that good. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Ok</span> I am making myself stop here because I could literally babble on about how much I enjoyed this movie for like 10 pages. Since I don't want to actually give the plot away it will just sound like I have a man crush on an insane <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">psychopath</span> killer so I am gonna stop now after saying this. GO SEE THE MOVIE yes you .. slowly put down the screen on your laptop get up grab a buddy, or go alone,or take the dog but get your ass to theater and see it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Now It's time for a new feature I am gonna try to introduce to give my self material so that my blog is not the housing market sucks, go see this movie, I went to game, and I suck at NCAA 09 (but my wife is very busy this week and gone all weekend so I expect to make some progress).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I call it. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">what else</span> I totally am stealing it from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Sportscenter</span> ..the Sunday Six Pack. 6 Things I think I think. It could be stuff that annoys me(which will probably be most of it)or just thoughts I have for the week but any way it will come in groups of 6 so without further ado.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixjl8qn-keDFkTmWpml_jRegim6tohqVmCCaP1thf1RUc1k0NpKZ9xXBvLS7wHg8sqjluiqqACdk0HZrle_QxenzQWuTz-RnlK5CVI-6Vk7w-atzsD5UHKWQcKkyaIijqOMj2cJfXcnuKM/s1600-h/beer_miller_lite_sxbt_c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225124968986583778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixjl8qn-keDFkTmWpml_jRegim6tohqVmCCaP1thf1RUc1k0NpKZ9xXBvLS7wHg8sqjluiqqACdk0HZrle_QxenzQWuTz-RnlK5CVI-6Vk7w-atzsD5UHKWQcKkyaIijqOMj2cJfXcnuKM/s320/beer_miller_lite_sxbt_c.jpg" border="0" /></a> The six pack..... "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Pish</span>" (that is the sound of a cap <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">coming</span> of a bottle)<br /><br />1. People who go to sporting events with clothing for both teams. Like the retard that had on the Detroit hat and Baltimore shirt at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">O's</span>/Tigers game I went to this week. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Ok</span> so anyone who knows me knows that I have one and really only one Pet peeve. People who do this. I don't know where this comes from but it drives me nuts. Pick a damn team and go with it. I even get for fashion sake or gang colors or whatever you may be wearing a team that you don't root for. Hey what can I say Pirate hats are awesome. But please don't wear one with a Braves jersey. It is the most annoying thing on the planet. Could you not decide could you not commit... as a general public service I will tell you what anyone who actually follows and cares about sports is thinking as we walk past.. "what a tool" But if you are a scary gangsta looking dude we will probably not say anything as we are kinda partial to not having holes in our chests. It gets magnified when you do it at an actual game. You may think well I am gonna support both teams no... No no no.. You are not you can't if you are looking for universal love go to church. This is a game pick one team and root for it. At the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">stadium</span> do you not notice the people recoiling in horror and babies crying as you walk past. God forbid my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">child's</span> first word is "Douche" as someone dressed like this walks by us at Camden yards. Although I would <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">totally</span> buy my son <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">ice cream</span> if that happened.. and probably not tell the wife. The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">baby book</span> would look kinda silly and that would give me more reason to be upset about this trend. I had this come up recently with the B<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">ucs</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">O's</span>. I went <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">O's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">even though</span> I do care about the Pirates in a totally Masochistic way. I cheered the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">O's</span> went with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">O's</span> jersey and hat and for that series pushed my love of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">Bucs</span> away. You can do this too.... Although it is only acceptable to have 2 favorite teams in the sport of baseball... and one has to be AL and one has to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">NL</span> and NO you cannot pick the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">SOX</span> and the CUBS.<br /><br />2.) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">Pish</span>... While we are on the subject of Games I will throw this in ( this is a twofer)... People with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">their</span> names on jerseys and well that other girl who is at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">Steelers</span>/ <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">Gayvens</span> game in her Patriots Jersey. First what is the point of your name on the Jersey.. were you the starting catcher in years past... Because now you look like a backstop. You are not hitting a fastball and you are not running the 90 feet to first without having a heart attack... So please visit the team store and pick a player you like and get that one. The person on the other hand who wears something to a game that is totally out of place is even worse. If you are going to say a Twins/Red S<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">ox</span> game.. Why on earth would you wear say a Pittsburgh Penguins Jersey. IT MAKES NO SENSE STOP DOING IT.. If you don't have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">appropriate</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">paraphernalia</span> just wear street clothes. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">Everyone</span> around you is thinking the same thing when you walk past. What the hell is he or she thinking... are they lost do they not realize that they are not in (whatever city you chose to wear that has nothing to do with the game you are at). You look like a moron. Stop it.<br /><br /><br /><br />For the Record I love Jerseys I have like 5 and I want more.. but there are rules man, rules.. If you are still not clear on any Sports related clothing rules leave a comment and I will get back to you. I am here to help.<br /><br /><br /><br />3).(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">Pish</span>) How is it when ever I get in a food line either drive through lane or sit down line inside I am behind the person who has never been there before. This happens to me constantly I am pretty sure it is Gods <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">way</span> of telling me to slow down and enjoy life but it grates on my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">nerves</span> like all get out. Like Last night at the Movie the guy in front of me actually asked the girl.. is the popcorn good? The look on her face said it all <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">uhhh</span> yes. What the hell did he think she was gonna say. "No it's horrible in fact we spit in it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">every time</span> we walk by" Like really you have never had movie popcorn before. Or the lady at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">McDonald's</span>. So we are standing in line for like 20 freaking minutes because there are 3 people in front of me. She gets to the girl looks at the menu like it is written in Russian and says <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">Ummmmmmmmmmmm</span>. Like Really? You have been standing here for 20 minutes you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">haven't</span>' figured out what you wanted. Have you never been here before? Do you not have anywhere you need to be? Hey it's the same menu they have had for 20 years. Get your quarter <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">pounder</span> meal and move along. Or even better when they get there and ask the girl "Do I want nuggets or a Big mac?" The Girl <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">doesn't</span> know. She <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">actually</span> does not want to be here she has other stuff to do. She is just working to make some weekend spending cash she is not your health guru if she was you would not be here in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">McDonald's</span>. She is just trying to save some cash to buy a pink Mariners jersey to wear to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">O's</span>/Tigers game when she gets off work tonight.<br /><br /><br /><br />4.(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">Pish</span>) People who are not shopping for homes yet come to my model to waste time. I know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">everyone</span> has something they hate about <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">their</span> jobs. I also get that I am not a Zoo Vet catching elephant poop in a bag or something. But my favorite is when I say" Hey guys welcome to the model, Let me guess you are thinking of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">maybe</span> buying a new home" and they are like "No" then stare at me. What I want to say is "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">Ok</span> so what the hell did you spend your 4 dollar a gallon gas to come here for" What I have to say is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">ok</span> so what can I do for you. Now I have actually had people tell me "Nothing" This is the part that I hate Like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">uhhh</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">ok</span> so what are you doing here again. I really still haven't found out what to say from here. I have no problem with people just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63">checking</span> out the finishes <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64">Models</span> are pretty I get that. They are fun to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65">walk through</span>. People sometimes just want to see what they could have if they sold <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66">their</span> house. These are all great things I have no problem with. But It really throws me when you say "Nope I am not hear for a new home or to look at finishes or anything else" If you are hear to kill time before a doctors <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67">appt</span>. Sure come on in could you just not be rude to me about it. Let me know up <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68">front</span>. Sometimes I never do get whey they come to see me.<br /><br /><br /><br />Again I feel Like I should clarify.. I love my job. I love my company. I love the people I work for and with. I love 99% of the people who walk through my door. I love selling homes and working with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69">people</span> not to sell them houses but homes. It is a job that has some great rewards even in years when <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70">economically</span> its not the best like this year. But every once in a while I just get some people and am like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71">WoW</span> what exactly is it that I can do for you. Not a big deal just funny and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72">awkward</span> for both parties.<br /><br /><br /><br />5. (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73">pish</span>) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74">hmm</span> this is harder than I thought but lets go with the Biggest story out there... Brett <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75">Favre</span>... Annoying... just plain annoying. He totally screwed up his retirement now that is all I am hearing about on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76">Sportscenter</span>. See Brett totally messed this up. What he should have done if he felt pressure was say Yeah I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77">coming</span> back. He has a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78">roster spot</span> he is a Starter Blah Blah <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79">Blah</span>. If it gets to July and you don't want to come back you can say "My body is just not up to it". They can't make him play but they can keep him from doing so as we have seen. So yes he messed up but come on how could Green Bay not let him back? I can sum this whole argument up in one question. If I told you if the Packers win the Superbowl this year all of your Kids college will be paid for. If they don't you have to pay double. Who do you want as your Starting QB <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80">Favre</span> or Rodgers. The Debate is now over. Unless you are a complete idiot you are saying the living legend. This is a situation where pride from the Pack is keeping them from going to the Superbowl and in the end will cost them their jobs. Remember they were one overtime away from the Superbowl. They are close in wide open NFC. It's a crazy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81">conference</span> with no favorite you could probably take 10 teams from it put them in a hat pull one out and no one would be stunned if that team made it to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82">Superbowl</span>.<br /><br /><br /><br />6(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83">pish</span>..) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84">hmmm</span> my last thing I am thinking about today... A week from today the Pittsburgh <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85">Steelers</span> Report to Training camp.. Really what in the world is more important than that...I am starting to smell fall in the air and although Baseball has been a blast the summer is about to be washed away like footprints in the sand... HERE WE GO <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86">STEELERS</span> HERE WE GO!!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfSJTFivzqflGu9KPCBVUMyGaWop-Z7k44-HKlgjQqVT7oOl7Vns4EJjpJexs3OWBaEp8quK0DQC3jaQO95SJOSEq5T8Oi94KStWQacNiXKrzMl9zHI1071Yk8DI_D34WquMutPt9XnB3p/s1600-h/l_0f57aa5ee28643e5c409f6ffb7aec3bc.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225143909089404130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfSJTFivzqflGu9KPCBVUMyGaWop-Z7k44-HKlgjQqVT7oOl7Vns4EJjpJexs3OWBaEp8quK0DQC3jaQO95SJOSEq5T8Oi94KStWQacNiXKrzMl9zHI1071Yk8DI_D34WquMutPt9XnB3p/s320/l_0f57aa5ee28643e5c409f6ffb7aec3bc.jpg" border="0" /></a>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-89480986421162639862008-07-19T12:30:00.003-04:002008-07-19T12:43:10.533-04:00The Dawg Days of summer. (boring but informative)Wow it's been another full week since I updated this. I keep waiting for something good to happen so that I can have something interesting and funny to write about. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Unfortunately</span> this does not seem to be a good time for interesting things. Since last week I have pretty much played NCAA 09 on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Xbox</span> 360 and worked. The thing about NCAA is that for the first time ever it is not fun at all as apparently I suck. I don't know if now that I am over 30 there is an issue or what but I can't seem to do anything right in that game and it is not going well. I will Improve it is like an obsession for me but as it currently stands after week one I have no Offense.<br /><br />On Thursday I did go and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">O's</span> game with Mike. It was a good time and I had <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">alot</span> of fun. Anytime I can get to Camden it's a good time. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">O's</span> lost the game by a run but it was fun to hang out with Mike have some beers and watch the game. Then we went home I pulled up NCAA 09 football and guess what Mike crushed me.. So you see now that while it is not fun I am very competitive and just have to get better. This is currently not working I have to win. So like I said I am on a mission. <br /><br />On Sunday night we had a party with some of our neighbors at this girl Shannon's house. It was a blast. We had some beverages and played trivial pursuit and some game that was kinda like p<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ictionary</span> we had to pass the little electronic game thing around and try to get our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">teammates</span> to guess the word it gave us. All in all I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Our minions got a little drunk (on 4 beers) and provided entertainment for the evening. Rob answer to everything after a while was Toshiba or TRUMP!!!!!! <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">even though</span> they had nothing at all to do with the question. I also found out my wife pays more attention to things I am doing than she lets on. She's busting out answers in Trivial Pursuit like Bob <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Costas</span>. I was just floored.<br /><br />Finally last night we just hung out and watched Hopkins .. a reality show about the Hospital here in Baltimore. The next big thing is trying to secure our new place next week. Hopefully it's there through the weekend. If it is it's ours on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Monday</span>.<br /><br />So like I said there is not a whole lot that happened and this post is boring but really it was just a boring dog days of summer week. Hopefully something good will happen this week that will provide me with some material.<br /><br />DadJeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-34190649462595400742008-07-10T13:40:00.012-04:002008-12-12T17:00:19.553-05:00Everybody Poops!! (and yes you have to wipe it)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhheSHyLnGdvtRQtEfJCjtZTo5mEtqeOLU_TWzat9OWavRKJvg94WTpJKLPTuiJkEvurJCLn02ovFQgV47JW6hqsB0B5PIThfkFl7f5aSRpsz6XXafKSpeHlAb7Xv1HFyO3iOPfKhy3RmHq/s1600-h/Mickey-Mouse-c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221444488859435138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhheSHyLnGdvtRQtEfJCjtZTo5mEtqeOLU_TWzat9OWavRKJvg94WTpJKLPTuiJkEvurJCLn02ovFQgV47JW6hqsB0B5PIThfkFl7f5aSRpsz6XXafKSpeHlAb7Xv1HFyO3iOPfKhy3RmHq/s320/Mickey-Mouse-c.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Well it is that time <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">again</span> for another weekly update. It was actually a pretty quiet week so this may not be all that long. But I wanted to keep the updates <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">coming</span> so when I am all alone after <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Nicole</span> goes back to school I can look back on the great summer and remind myself that It's only temporary and for one more year. Lets see on Saturday night we went and saw Get Smart the new Steve <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Carrell</span> Movie. It was a pretty funny movie. It was exactly what I had hoped that it would be a movie that didn't take itself to seriously and was a good 2 hrs of light fun. If you have a few hours to kill and want to laugh a bit I would tell you go see it.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Sunday was the big potty training day. My Nicole went to the other <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Nicole's</span> to Potty train <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Edawg</span>. From what I gather it was this one day potty training thing that my wife told my sister about. It involves getting a doll that pees and throwing a party so that the child then becomes very excited about Pooping. Or something like that. Well apparently there were mixed results in the beginning as Ethan was much more interested in playing with Nicole than pooping in the potty. Well at some point someone in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Nsquared</span> as I like to call them as of now decided that he should call mickey to tell him that he pooped (in the potty). The problem was is that Mickey, like Santa is very busy and you can't just call Mickey. I guess you could write him a letter but that would kinda defeat the purpose and take way to long. So anyway someone in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">braintrust</span> over there decided that I need to be called and that I will be Mickey at work. The issue here is that I was not made aware of this plan. So here I am sitting at work and my wife calls me. I am all busy and stuff(No I was not I am never busy this damn economy sees to that) and I see the phone ringing. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC3CIuyd3sTbX_GAMxTcwe9VTRkg83Ux1Ix9ekqRW2pc6_hF74PVw-MmyUc_8YlVxi5Skdd8_BDCpyohyRrrWIEL8cBk3t6vLKuHgx6gF2JK0lDAs3eZ-aQNnwYKC_msZRe5VRier0pGJo/s1600-h/mickeys.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221447011028978866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC3CIuyd3sTbX_GAMxTcwe9VTRkg83Ux1Ix9ekqRW2pc6_hF74PVw-MmyUc_8YlVxi5Skdd8_BDCpyohyRrrWIEL8cBk3t6vLKuHgx6gF2JK0lDAs3eZ-aQNnwYKC_msZRe5VRier0pGJo/s320/mickeys.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />So I pick it up and my wife says "Mickey?" Now this has me quite startled as It was the last thing I was expecting to hear. Was she dating some Irish dude behind my back? Was she thinking she called a liquor store? What exactly was going on here? Then I hear "Micky Mouse?" Thank God I think as I use my quick goat thinking (Adam <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Sandler</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Reference</span>) and put it all together. So I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">immediately</span> go into Mickey mode. The problem here is that my Mickey voice sounds like his would sound if he has been smoking crack for the last 10 years <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">alla</span> Amy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Wienhouse</span>. But <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">fortunately</span> Ethan didn't know this and he accepted me as Mickey Mouse. The whole thing seemed to work very well and he seemed very excited about it. I doubt he was less excited than I was. It was really <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">cool</span> to be a part of something like that. I miss so much with my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">retarded</span> schedule so getting all of those phone calls <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">meant</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">alot</span> to me. If you guys read this Thanks so much for letting me share in the moment. </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>But that was not the funniest part of the day..This <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">story</span> is brought to you second hand. In an effort to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">maintain</span> my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">documentary</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">integrity</span> for the summer I must protect my source and cannot name names. But <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">apparently</span> after the first poop in the potty there was a life altering life changing moment for my sister. Standing there basking in her glory as her firstborn was using the potty preparing to call Mickey it dawned on her that she still had to wipe him. I could see how this would be somewhat of a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">buzzkill</span>. But apparently we were also potty training my sister that day as this would prove to be a little more difficult task than we may have first thought. It seems that upon <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Ethans</span> completion of calling Mickey and in the middle of the joy and excitement that comes along with such a moment he proudly exclaimed "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">Theres</span> something in my butt!!" With this he reaches into his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Hindle</span> region and pulls out a used piece of toilet paper that was left from the wiping. Now again I was not there (although I would have killed to have seen the look on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">everyones</span> faces!!!) But this story had me in tears when I heard it. Yes Nikki you not only have to wipe but you also must remove the evidence :) -- Love ya sis :) These are the stories that make this blog worth doing. I am so glad one day I will be able to look back on that story and have a laugh. </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Ok</span> on to Monday... Not a whole lot happened at all same with Monday. But Tuesday was a whole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">nother</span> rash of crazy stuff. So I set out to start my day with but one goal in mind I need an oil change. Simple right... wrong... See God has been really hooking me up <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">lately</span> and apparently Tuesday was a day that he wanted to have some fun with me in return. So I am sitting in my car at the oil place all pulled in and ready to go. I hear the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">familiar</span> "pop the hood please" So I go to pop the hood. Only nothing happens. I can't pull the lever the hood won't pop this is not good at all. So of course we had to get everyone involved there are like 8 dudes hitting my hood as I pull on the lever to see if it will pop. Well it won't so me and my trusty sidekick (Ben) are off to the dealership to see what the hell is going on with it. On the way there my phone won't stop ringing and look at that my check engine light comes on. FANTASTIC!!! Now this happened last summer on a supper hot day and I paid $148.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">oo</span> to have them turn it off and tell me... we don't know what the issue is tell us if it comes back on... So I am totally in a panic and get to the dealership thinking <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">OMG</span> something is now wrong with Shirley(my car). We get to the dealership at about 12:40 how do I know this? Well apparently the service guys ALL take lunch from 12:00-1:00. So we now have 2o minutes to kill that me and Ben spent looking at new cars and me giving him some water I had in a Wendy's cup. Well anyway these Bozo's look at it and bang on it for like 25minutes and then tell me "yeah we are sorry it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">doesn't</span> seem to want to open" WELL NO <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">FRICKIN</span> Kidding. They also tell me that they can't check my check engine light with out getting under the hood. ( Patrick told me that was not the case but I don't know a thing about cars so who knows maybe it is like that on my model) At this point I am a bit <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">uhh</span> Upset. So I try one last place <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">Vasick</span> Brothers in Glen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">Burnie</span>. These are the guys who I have taken my car to in the past and have always had great results with. Well what do you know they have my hood popped in like 5 minutes. He got some metal thing and a little skateboard thing he laid on and went in from the bottom. It popped he cleaned it out <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">problem</span> solved. Thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">Mitsubishi</span> guys for being absolute <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">tards</span>. Well then I tell my guy about the check engine light.... He gets in the car turns the key.. No light... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">LOL</span>. He is like "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">Uhhh</span> dude your check engine light is not on" So anyway The light is off I went and got my oil change and went home and took the dog for a walk. But still it was about 2:30<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">ish</span> and I was beyond frustrated and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">embarrassed</span>. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzQ7OlBcUHMaKwA7dgNV9mS5oAFifgN-PAEL_glzfwMIhm5khamwmocBMsQ9Rqg8lcj0ODYZq8JJAiiiCTCvdXYymfCPxpZ_OypgX0iqMCfUCZvF-jKhC5I9maB_V5wTnXGslmGV8P62i/s1600-h/walle1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221456938703996146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzQ7OlBcUHMaKwA7dgNV9mS5oAFifgN-PAEL_glzfwMIhm5khamwmocBMsQ9Rqg8lcj0ODYZq8JJAiiiCTCvdXYymfCPxpZ_OypgX0iqMCfUCZvF-jKhC5I9maB_V5wTnXGslmGV8P62i/s320/walle1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />So what did I do to waylay my frustration... Well as nice as the thought of an Ice cold Miller sounded that was not the play today. Today I needed to totally lose the rest of my manhood.<br />So I did what any man who wants to do that would do I went to see a kids movie... alone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wall E was a movie I had been wanting to see. What can I say I like Disney/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">Pixar</span> movies. I have liked all of them in fact Finding <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">Nemo</span> is my Favorite movie. So Naturally I had to see this. I had tried many things with many people to avoid going alone but alas I was not successful on any front. So I get there buy my ticket and get in line for a soda and small popcorn. I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">retarded</span> when I go to the movies I have to get popcorn. I roll up on the counter and there is no one behind me (keep in mind it's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">Tuesday</span> afternoon) so the Large Black Gangsta chick behind the counter starts talking to me. "you need a drink for anyone else?" I respond no it's just me.<br /><br /><br />"<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">Ahhh</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">ok</span> what movie are you here to see?" Wall E. Now imagine if you will a look of total disbelief on Queen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">Latefia's</span> face. (She looks a little like her but I wanted to pick a large woman that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">everyone</span> who is reading this would know). "Really" She asks Yeah I reply I for the life of me couldn't get anyone to come see this with me and I don't have kids. She then just starts laughing at me. I try to laugh it off, yeah it didn't work.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So I slink away and butter my popcorn which I get on my shirt (THANKS GRANDMA <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">DOAN</span>!! great genes there :) and head off to the theatre. I get in and I am a little early like 25 minutes so I sit in the middle of the theater and start messing around on my phone. Well as the time passes the theatre fills up. Apparently lots of parents taking kids now that summer is here. About 5 minutes before the movie starts the theater looks like this....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU34G8QzBzCm9IH6IjCtx8zihgADLhR6100eBTan7C9nJbRvG8b9p3hW9AYdlQlsHcUSxsQF6lEdtR0KHLRxYXVoSph1hncA7sFkxVIdyA3Cc4jJaS4BVEjUjdnz9wYOqHKjpSMR-CZWo-/s1600-h/AlnCrwd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221461084810794514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU34G8QzBzCm9IH6IjCtx8zihgADLhR6100eBTan7C9nJbRvG8b9p3hW9AYdlQlsHcUSxsQF6lEdtR0KHLRxYXVoSph1hncA7sFkxVIdyA3Cc4jJaS4BVEjUjdnz9wYOqHKjpSMR-CZWo-/s320/AlnCrwd.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yeah <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">that's</span> me in the middle. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">surrounded</span> by moms and dads and kids all saying and thinking I am trying to steal their kid or something. It was funny that I am not even <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">exaggerating</span> this. Like did the lady at the snack counter start alerting people that I was going to this movie alone? I felt a little like a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">leper</span> but I totally understand. If It were me with my kid I wouldn't sit by the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">weird</span> guy all alone on a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">Tuesday</span> afternoon at a kids movie either. If I had been any creepier they may have just issued an amber alert <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">lol</span>.<br /><br />Well finally the movie started and what can I say without giving away the movie.... It was a Disney <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">Pixar</span> movie. It made me laugh, it tugged at the heartstrings, it was cute. It was everything I was hoping I would get. It also had an interesting <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63">environmental</span> warning/message that I really didn't see <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64">coming</span>. It goes right up there with The Rest 4 stars go see it. The interesting thing is there is very little Dialogue .. lots of sounds and I mean there are words but the way that the artists have learned how to show emotion in animation you really don't realize that there is very little dialogue. It was Really cool. You just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65">kinda</span> filled in the words in your head while it was happening <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66">subconsciously</span>.<br /><br />I can't say enough about how much I enjoyed the movie. So I get home walk the dog and then me and wife head to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67">Cheesburger</span> in Paradise. This is a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68">restaurant</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69">Pasedna</span> that Nicole says has the best mixed drinks Eva!!!!-(Like a valley girl). We had a waiter named <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70">Shek</span>.. which of course sounds like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71">Shrek</span> so we had some laughs about that and called it an evening.<br /><br />Wed was pretty much me and the wife just relaxing.... that is about it... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72">Ok</span> see you soon...<br /><br />DadJeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-3216663778458441142008-07-05T12:54:00.005-04:002008-12-12T17:00:19.817-05:00Happy 4th.Well Holy Poop I know Right??!!! You are getting an on time update with only one day of events for me to talk about....... The 4th of July... A day of family, friends, BBQs and Fireworks.. (and if your not careful dismemberment and Hospital visits) The day started off innocently enough with me finally agreeing to go to the gym with Wizzle.... Which I had successfully put off for about 2 solid weeks...After that we had breakfast and we went over Grandma and Grandpa's.<br /><br /><br /><br />We got there about 1pm which was nice. The four of us got to hang out and talk for a few hours which is something that we don't get to do all that often. We did the usual played with the dog by the pool and conversed. I am glad we got to spend the better part of 2 of the last three days with my mom and dad. It's always fun to catch up. Well about 4:15ish the Haslups showed up and the real (crazy) fun began..<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0YeiTJSZFdc7mfARFbl-24LWUYP1ydLeZ4VvnyZKo3KLRlmWG4kJMFOu0K-X_NlAwg_x9I91ah52KRmTZ61qYVzV09SvPeSGthH9zKSxjLr_hXLBrYCaRAb8xCxoMDiRTjAopOGAmR5d/s1600-h/fonzie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219588498251721858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0YeiTJSZFdc7mfARFbl-24LWUYP1ydLeZ4VvnyZKo3KLRlmWG4kJMFOu0K-X_NlAwg_x9I91ah52KRmTZ61qYVzV09SvPeSGthH9zKSxjLr_hXLBrYCaRAb8xCxoMDiRTjAopOGAmR5d/s320/fonzie.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mike cooked some awesome wings but the real fun was Edawg. He is just so cool right now... I mean literally He is the coolest guy in any room he is in. I half expect him to put on a black leather jacket give us the double thumbs up and an "Ehhhhhhhayyyy" He was all over the place in the pool on his rocking horse and one time he his grandma and my wife were pushing an invisible rock. Which I had no idea about until I walked in and they were pushing it into me. What is funny is that apparently pushing an invisible rock and being a Zombie require you to walk the exact same way. So upon me and Ben opening the door to come we were met by these three moaning and pushing... well for a second lets just say I was a little concerned.<br /><br /><br /><br />The rest of the afternoon had the guys watching baseball and Patrick and Tina who made a suprise guest appearance today's episode. I was told to not expect them but low and behold they came .. well Patrick did, I didn't really see Tina at all although the rumors persist that she was there. They stayed for about 45 minutes ate dinner and left to go to a movie. Why? I dunno we had quite the night of seeing fireworks planned but apparently Hancock couldn't wait. Those two right now are just a piece of work. I do pride myself on being able to remember that age and how I felt at that time and all but these two are on another planet. It's not a bad planet so much as it's like I am watching a car wreck but I can't help because I have no room to talk kinda planet. I should point out here I did a very similar thing in distancing myself from the family by staying in Pittsburgh so much even after they came down to MD. The thing is, is that there is a real cool dynamic with the Haslups, me and the wife and the 'rents. They are missing all of it. It's also a resource I wish I had at the time but didn't. They could get so much insight and help with things we care about them alot but right now they have this weird us against the world thing going that frankly everyone is growing a bit tired of. (In all honesty his whole plan for football season has me not looking forward to it nearly as much as I normally do. I think we have a great family tradition going on, yeah it has it's glaring flaws I admit. But this battle he is gonna start can only end badly. It's gonna leave alot of people in the middle and in the end there are gonna be alot of hurt feelings on everyones part. As much as I hate to say it..I am a little happy this year I have a job that will allow me to stay out of this fray for the most part. Kiddo when you get here and get to know me you will realize what a huge thing that was that I just said. I used to live for those 18 Sundays a year and it has killed me to miss them the last two years.. now I am kinda happy I work.. that sucks. Hopefully this will be resolved prior to you getting here midway through the 2009 season)<br /><br /><br /><br />I think with me if I had older siblings I would have been more involved in the family thing even at the time. It just sucks because again I did it as well it's just that at about 28 I realized how dumb it was. Now I am watching Pacman do it and I really can't say a word because he is gonna remind me that I did it. Watching someone make the same mistakes you made is painful when you care about them. At least I didn't have the benefit of watching someone do something dumb.. I got to do all the dumb things without really knowing the consequences. I thought I did, Hell I was 23 I knew everything !!! yeah ... it's a sobering day when you realize you don't. I just wish he could kinda rediscover some of the feelings and conversations I am sure he had when he heard the news of my stupid exploits. In all Honesty I painted a really good road map for how to screw up. He just needs to think back a bit I really think it would help him out. In the end we'll all be here for him when he figures it out but in the meantime it sucks.<br /><br /><br /><br />Wow this post has taken a weird turn OK enough Patrick .. when he figures it out I'll be here-back to the fourth. OK so the day at Grandmas ended and the Race began. We had about 52 and a half minutes to get from grandmas to drop of Ben, get mom changed, put stuff in fridge, Poop the dog and get to The Haslups.. The problem it takes about an hour to do all of that. Needless to say we got it done with a whole minute to spare. So once we get to Nicole and Mike's it starts pouring. So I was thinking no fireworks and I have to admit the gym and the swimming and the running around had me worn out so I had a grouchy half hour. I was being a total Poohead wishing that we could get out of the fireworks. In the end we got a last second call from Nicole's friend Michelle and we raced off in the rain to see them.. Fortunately I got out of my tired/grouchy mood while running to the car.<br /><br /><br /><br />Well we didn't get on base to see them. They started while we were still on our way and it was still raining a tiny bit. But all in all the mad dash there, the parking in some peoples guest parking spots we didn't know and running Edawg to the fireworks was fun.. It was really memorable much more so I think than if we had gone to fair and it had gone according to plan. I think in 15 years we will all be able to mention the fireworks we watched form the street in the rain while looking through a traffic light and have one hell of a laugh. Especially at my dad telling us (incorrectly I might add) 4 times they were over and Edawg noticing halfway through we were next to a dunkin donuts. It turned out to be an awesome day one that I am glad I was apart of as it made me want to have you around so much more. I have to admit I am not one to get jealous of alot as lately I am beginning to realize how blessed I am. But last night running too the fireworks seeing E dawg on Mikes shoulders and Nicole carrying Jax in his little travel seat, grandparents and aunt and uncle in tow... well I have never been more jealous of any two people in my life. I really can't wait to be dragging you into our wild and crazy family adventures. It's an awesome family that in today's world we are so Blessed to have. You are gonna so love it...<br /><br /><br /><br />DadJeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-4324598137693095602008-07-03T15:37:00.004-04:002008-12-12T17:00:21.414-05:00Rainbows shooting out of our Faces!!!!!!<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh39NFPk0LWY7MjU-HgQkP_bNOU5D2Ko24FpOceGUqv2Yz-kOzXyEQ4ZJLgju5ayalA0l5MWh4rvqcyV-x-g1e-_6Qv5j3u-WHlah7H1FY7SNEEh_7x6DOm6mkhkRKl7s0gDfXY9soZTpvB/s1600-h/thz19280890.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218874486779423474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh39NFPk0LWY7MjU-HgQkP_bNOU5D2Ko24FpOceGUqv2Yz-kOzXyEQ4ZJLgju5ayalA0l5MWh4rvqcyV-x-g1e-_6Qv5j3u-WHlah7H1FY7SNEEh_7x6DOm6mkhkRKl7s0gDfXY9soZTpvB/s320/thz19280890.gif" border="0" /></a> Again I am sorry I have not updated much the last few days I have just been busy. But in order to keep up with what is going on in our lives I have a new update. As you can see from the picture on the left (Of me your mother and Ben) things around here are very different than they have been. Apparently we have Rainbows shooting out of our faces while running through fields and making pottery like in Ghost. This is an observation from Katie who I mentioned in previous blogs. Apparently the wife and I have been doing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> together and since your mom <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">talks</span> about it at work we have become quite the annoyingly in love couple. Which is funny because after 11 years together you think we would be over it. Apparently we are not which I think is a good thing. I Actually take <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">alot</span> of pride in the fact I have such a great marriage... lord knows I am totally out of my league with your mother but apparently the nightly doses of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">rohipnol</span> are keeping her dazed enough to keep me around :)<br /><br />Actually I really just think the last 4 weeks we have really reconnected. We have always felt we had something special going on as far as relationships go. But every couple thinks that. But deep down just in being around people day to day and seeing our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Friends</span> and families relationships we knew that there was something really special about what was going on. I do however think that the last year with your mother working and going to school and me struggling with the housing market in the toilet we might have slipped into a more run of the mill situation. When Nicole asked me in April if she should take a summer class I am very glad the Lord had us decide against it. It has been an absolute blessing to hang with my wife as much as I have the last month or so. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">That</span> is another reason I am updating this blog as much as I can ..... I know I have another difficult year ahead of me starting at the end of August when she goes back. I am really gonna miss her and the time that we spent together. It's pretty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">weird</span> as right now work is a total mess and I am so stressed out but when I get home and see her I just feel better. Its hard to explain. I can be so miserable and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">disheartened</span> all day then come home and see the wife and just feel better.<br /><br />Anyway that is kinda the wrap up on the overall. For a more detailed look at what is going on here is the run down. First off the weekend........ We had this big marketing campaign with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">newspapers</span> TV the whole 9. This was for our big grand opening. And let me tell you for two solid days I was on my feet in sell mode. I love being in sell mode. The problem was with so many people around I really could not focus one long enough to really accomplish my goal. Needless to say I thought for the second time last week I had sold the spec house....... But alas on Sunday I got the email that it was "all happening so fast" and that they would not be buying. I was crushed to say the least.. I mean I really took it harder than I should have but it was what it was and I was really upset. So with the whole grand opening nothing really came of it but people showed up ate our sandwiches and drank our sodas then took our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">doorprize</span> wine and left. I have never in my life worked so hard for so little. </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>But in classic <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Wizzle</span> to the rescue fashion I got a text on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Saturday</span> night asking me if I could get beer and would I be willing to grill for a little BBQ with the minions. Well if you ever know anything about me know that the answer to "would you mind picking up beer?" is always a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">uhhhh</span> yeah I will be happy to get beer. So we <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">BBQed</span> with the minions and played <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Wii</span>. In classic fashion we wiped the floor with them but this time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Wizzle</span> was the one who carried the team she drove her little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">wii</span> kart like it was on fire.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div>Then she wanted to blow up our Neighbors.... so we had these little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">wal</span> mart fireworks that the minions had gotten for our little party.. A few little light up things nothing too good. Well anyway we have some neighbors who are either pedophiles or just very die hard soccer people. It was about 10pm and out they come in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">their</span> little jerseys to go play soccer. Well the wife looks at us and says... "Wouldn't it be funny if they drove over our fire works and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">their</span> car blew up" Yeah <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">thats</span> how she rolls.....So little one if we are visiting mommy in prison one day because she blew something up we will look back at this as a cry for help that I totally ignored. Don't worry I will teach you how to bake a cake around a file so she can break out. </div><br /><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCNm96o0oMwtBMHCNtijt2u9BHq6Z6DtNBqFhitXYXLQ4ZBWttUpeZ4QO7g_VSZMXlVujpGuNsPVJyrdqqBplnMWMxr7xixrd0UeHma8Zd02YaFoQoXtppS1Sw3j1XjvgSqKN-qx-Z5el/s1600-h/carexplode3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218893182698251618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCNm96o0oMwtBMHCNtijt2u9BHq6Z6DtNBqFhitXYXLQ4ZBWttUpeZ4QO7g_VSZMXlVujpGuNsPVJyrdqqBplnMWMxr7xixrd0UeHma8Zd02YaFoQoXtppS1Sw3j1XjvgSqKN-qx-Z5el/s320/carexplode3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Finally on Tuesday night we went to the Green turtle in Columbia. Turns out after 3 years of living here we still have no idea where the hell we are going. Yeah ... it's pretty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">embarrassing</span> but it took us like a half hour to get there. It was pretty much the blind leading the blind. While there we watched the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">O's</span> game and I realized that your mom pretty much knows the lineup.. Magic Magic .. Magic.. Magic...... It was pretty impressive.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />To cap off our week of updates we hit the Orioles game last night...... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Ohhh</span> what a night... So we decided that we would take the Metro down..... This was pretty much so that we could not have to worry so much about driving long distances after <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">uhhhhh</span> drinking chocolate milk... by chocolate milk I mean beer. This seemed like a good idea. Well we did get some stories ..we get to the station and there is the train but only one ticket machine is working... not too too bad but the problem is there are 2 couples in front of us <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">again</span>... you might think not so bad.... well apparently they could not figure out how to use the machine. First they put in a 20 and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">their</span> change came back in these new one dollar coins... yeah no one knew what the hell they were but these people felt obligated to block the machine while they tried to figure it out.. they were looking at these things like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">friggin</span> Korean money came out of the machine babbling on about tokens... I admit prior to this evening I had no idea that ole <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Sacajawea</span> was gone but one look at the coin with George Washington and a $1 on it and I pretty much was able to figure out it was not a train token (which don't exist) The machine gives you a card.. yet these <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">friggin</span> yahoos kept trying to tell us they were tokens then counted them out and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">separated</span> them from the quarters.... It was literally like Sesame street for senile old people. Meanwhile I am watching the train pull away..Bye Bye train... inside I am ready to punch these idiots in the face like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">WTF</span> if you can't figure it out move..... Just as the rage is building the one guy looks at me and says we should move this guy here (he means me) is being so patient. Yeah thanks buddy .....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So we finally get our tickets and notice a guy across the track talking away on his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">bluetooth</span>... he is talking and laughing then getting all serious...... the wife even said... "people look so funny talking on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">their</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">bluetooths</span>." The problem was that then he turned around to walk the other way and well there was no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">bluetooth</span>...The only thing this guy was talking too were the voices in his head...... Scary<br /><br /><br /><br />But not as scary as the three guys who then got on the train..... on sat behind us one in front of us and one beside us... so we were pretty much boxed in. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">Redlights</span> going off like hey awesome I missed the first train so I could get mugged on this one... SCORE!!! I was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">beginning</span> to think we might be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">ok</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">because</span> they were all playing with this one kids phone when *<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">ClicK</span>* and a dude pulls out a knife.... that no lie looked like this<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw9B5wYg5DeTIRn0i1LbC9jwchxbZc9Bm_uQI21lBf5veufXf7XPgTwaw-hO_nF8wboVtelD1FyfeTeCji_NVit_7J7-zEnqIzBMwU91TObDUDFu9DifBg9FvC48JrlTc-_e2JDzJJTjcM/s1600-h/Big_knife.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218898412870162306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw9B5wYg5DeTIRn0i1LbC9jwchxbZc9Bm_uQI21lBf5veufXf7XPgTwaw-hO_nF8wboVtelD1FyfeTeCji_NVit_7J7-zEnqIzBMwU91TObDUDFu9DifBg9FvC48JrlTc-_e2JDzJJTjcM/s320/Big_knife.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Needless to say I nearly pooped myself.. that was really the first time in my life I thought I might die... I was just hoping that while I was bleeding out that the wife would get away.. In the end all my fears were for naught as apparently you can use a huge knife to fix a cell phone... He either stabbed it or just intimidated it but either way he put the knife away stopped messing with the phone and got of the train. Let's just say we caught a ride home with my parents who also happened to be at the game.. No more public transportation for us.</p><p>The game was great it was the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">shortest</span> of the season so your mom liked that. We sat with my parents and watched <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">Cabrera</span> pitch a 105 pitch complete game and lead the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">O's</span> to a 5-2 win.. That was pretty much the week kiddo. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">Tomorrow</span> is the family BBQ for the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">th</span> of July. I already smell drama in the day ... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">hmmmmmmm</span> could it be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">coming</span> from the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">Haslups.</span> I dunno tune in next time.....</p><p>Dad<br /><br /><br /></p>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-44040703182073303572008-06-26T11:32:00.005-04:002008-12-12T17:00:21.933-05:00Racing through the last week...<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtjyAkp7NUaMhyv6l1mOfp8Vgz_VQzxB6QG0NAjkS4Xky2UyinNZE6_1BBPHAgMLBbyJVfU_Eot0YWaRI1cmcylQ4wxb3EfuEajoDvdaJj4jRbqd01IBFqQgeHUB1GDBFFXWqfBmuvmDsq/s1600-h/brand.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216213845677620930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtjyAkp7NUaMhyv6l1mOfp8Vgz_VQzxB6QG0NAjkS4Xky2UyinNZE6_1BBPHAgMLBbyJVfU_Eot0YWaRI1cmcylQ4wxb3EfuEajoDvdaJj4jRbqd01IBFqQgeHUB1GDBFFXWqfBmuvmDsq/s320/brand.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Well little one I thought that I would be updating this a little more regularly but I got busy this weekend, my bad. But to make it up to you I will be giving you a full update on the week. First and most <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">importantly</span> we saw Pearl Jam. Now this has been my favorite band for roughly 13 years or so needless to say I was pretty stoked. Your mom by the way was a real trooper. See we took the metro down and had to get there quite early as all of the fan club people have to get <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> tickets from the will call. The line was impossibly long but it moved quite quick. The story here is after 10 years in the fan club I was pretty confident our seats were gonna be very close. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>So up we go to get the tickets and by this point I am getting nervous I really want good seats and had not seen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">PJ</span> in about 5 years so my excitement was growing. Opening up the envelope ..... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">drumroll</span>.... OUR SEATS SUCK!!!!!! yup section 100 on the side. Not even on the floor. I was crushed. It seems when I renewed my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tenclub</span> membership in '06 I did something funky and screwed up my seniority. So I was about as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">disappointed</span> as I had been in a while. (Side not the following day I got the problem fixed and our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">seniority</span> back but obviously the show was already over. So maybe the next tour we will be close) At this point all the wind is out of my sales and I really just wanna crawl under a rock. I quickly typed out an email to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">tenclub</span> on the ole blackberry but I know there is nothing that can get done now. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>So we head off to the Green turtle which is a sports bar that is in the arena. Needless to say your mom reminded me why she is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">truly</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">yin</span> to my yang. Almost right away she goes into her "cheer up the husband" mode. See this is a mode that she normally <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">reserves</span> for when she really needs it. It does not come out often but when she sees that I am really crushed about something. It's just a few <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">small </span>changes on her part. Her smile gets a bit brighter and I can really see the love she has for me in her eyes. It always <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">turns</span> me around. She laughed at my corny jokes and before long (and after a few beers) I was feeling pretty good. It <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">wasn't</span> the perfect situation but it was what it was. I was seeing my favorite band hands down with my best friend who also happens to be my wife. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">didn</span>'t have to drive home and the atmosphere for a Pearl Jam concert is like nothing you have ever seen before. See, they are by no means a trendy band. The stadium is filled with other idiots like me who have been following them for years and know every word to every song. Many of the people in the arena have been or are going to multiple shows on the tour and everyone is just really tuned in. So getting to sing Black (again this has been my favorite song for as long as I can remember) with 18,000 other <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">crazys</span> is just a really special experience. Another thing I like about them is every show on every tour is different. You are gonna get different songs every night. The only song you are pretty much sure to hear is Daughter. I would have also said <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Betterman</span> but they didn't play at this show. So this is the first time I have seen Pearl jam and not heard that. Other than that you have no idea going in what is gonna get played. This was the set list for our show.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>MAIN SET: Hard To Imagine, Severed Hand, Hail Hail, Do The Evolution, Small Town, Evacuation(Partial), Corduroy, I'm Open, I Am Mine, I Got ID, Daughter/(Hey-Ho), Light Years, Even Flow, Green Disease, You Are, You, Who You Are, Why Go</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>ENCORE 1: Comatose, Sad, Given To Fly, Come Back, Grievance, Black/(We Belong Together), <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Rearviewmirror</span></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>ENCORE 2: No More, Last Kiss, Crazy Mary (Victoria Williams), Alive, All Along The Watchtower (Bob Dylan), Yellow <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Ledbetter</span>/(Star Spangled Banner) ((Francis Scott Key))</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Needless to say the show was awesome. Even their new stuff from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">thier</span> new album was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">seemlessly</span> stitched into the show. It was just an awesome night. The Verizon center turned on the main get the hell out lights and Eddie just powered right on through.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTONNQuP-SDOgKq-cx_EvqYIiYkjaJf-WLz7J6RXXJyCkqBPeCtGYDasem1F6fV75EqHkV8U58t9-Z2yqqCWzo7UQjcv0jl2aekKZFTpxQVNwE5FjrVAI72hNn747JySAWRTNJ2ulGMIYT/s1600-h/mario-party-8-recalled-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216224781296395570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTONNQuP-SDOgKq-cx_EvqYIiYkjaJf-WLz7J6RXXJyCkqBPeCtGYDasem1F6fV75EqHkV8U58t9-Z2yqqCWzo7UQjcv0jl2aekKZFTpxQVNwE5FjrVAI72hNn747JySAWRTNJ2ulGMIYT/s320/mario-party-8-recalled-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Anyway that was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Sunday</span>. On <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Monday</span> we got together with our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">neighbors</span> Rob and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Jennnaahhh</span>. They are the young couple in our complex that we live in. They are us like 5 years ago. Sometimes they can be a little young in how they approach stuff. Or more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">accurately</span> me and your mom are getting old. Rob and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Jennahhh</span> are like yeah it's 9pm what are you guys doing? Me and the wife.... "watching the end of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">O's</span> game and going to bed." Yeah I am starting to feel like Dan and Rosanne Conner. I don't know what the heck happened but I am so ready for bed by about 1030 anymore. I remember the good ole days when I would be up gaming till 2 or 3am..yeah not anymore. I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">freaking</span> tired. Anyway they wanted to play some Mario Party 8. A game that is me and your mothers current obsession. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Wii</span> has really brought us together, and as long as I don't win too much the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Wii</span> filled nights are a blast. The thing is that I think your mother is actually pretty good at video games. The problem is I have been playing them about 20+ years longer than she has. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">Sooo</span> generally I win. But I do believe that if she honed her skills she would be Kick ass at games. As you can tell we have been playing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">alot</span> of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">Wii</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">lately</span> and I was more than up for putting the smack down on the young bucks. It's all fun and games till I gotta defend the family video game honor.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So over we go. Me your mom and Ben. for a video game collision of titans. Needless to say me and your mother wiped the floor with them. There was blood and carnage <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">everywhere</span>. Even Ben was Like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">Damnnnnnnnnnnnn</span> we owned you. He did his part by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">relentlessy</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">assulting</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">thier</span> dog's ear at every opportunity. Then we went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">coldstone</span> got some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">icecream</span> and we were all in bed by 11. Wow we are so freaking lame..... But it was fun but lame, again this is why we need you to come along the party jersey is retired. We are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">settling</span> into a more adult lifestyle. We had been resisting it for the better part of the last 10 years but now instead of crazy nights a bars and clubs we genuinely enjoy playing some games walking the dog and capping it all off with a trip to ice cream shop. Wow We really need football to come back just to spice things up a little. Maybe go all voodoo crazy and have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">hotwings</span> while watching football.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Finally on to Tuesday and Wednesday... Two words Mario Kart. I was lucky enough to get my hands on an elusive copy of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">Mario</span> kart. Which is a Mario Racing game. We have pretty much been just playing that for two solid days. It is a really good time that the two of us can do together. Again your mom is really good at it.. Her big thing is that she gets very frustrated whenever say a turtle shell gets slammed into her butt. (in the game) It really throws her all off. I find that it sucks but hell it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">happened</span> lets get back into the race. Once she gets over that she will Pwn.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPLE1qrFXzZhbsITP-jofn9nyHD_wIlukpOI0_BuPeJcED_z_RkBcd2bzqCKOQ-3gYNFM3LHoXZ1_6C22rDMzFe635OhmUk8nDviga6Cp0CDwqOzw84ZWaf35T05GGXH3wIhfqzDTDTbuB/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216239574122968210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPLE1qrFXzZhbsITP-jofn9nyHD_wIlukpOI0_BuPeJcED_z_RkBcd2bzqCKOQ-3gYNFM3LHoXZ1_6C22rDMzFe635OhmUk8nDviga6Cp0CDwqOzw84ZWaf35T05GGXH3wIhfqzDTDTbuB/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong>Mini housing rant incoming (read at your own risk)</strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We also spent a good portion of our day looking at homes. I have no idea what is gonna happen with that. We just currently hate where we live. It is getting too small. We are already dreading things like the holidays because once you put a tree and the snow village up we are pretty much out of space in our home and there is no where to go. With Ben no longer a puppy I can only imagine that this year will be even worse. It's just not fun at all as I Like the holiday decorations and I like having people over. But right now our house is just to small. Even for the three of us. It's like sardines in there. There is no way we could add you in such a small space. I would seriously go off the Bay bridge. I just hate the place we live. Other than Rob and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">Jennahhhh</span> all our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">Friends</span> have left and those two are moving in August. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>See you would think the easy solution would be to buy a house. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">Unfortunately</span> I am a chicken. I want to buy a house.. I do.. But the problem is I sell new homes.. and this year <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">absolutely</span> sucks when it comes to selling houses. I just am not selling enough to feel comfortable taking on a much larger payment for 30 years with the economy right now. Everyone tells me it's gonna turn around and I believe that it will. But until I can regularly start selling homes again and your mother finishes grad school I just think that us doing this right now would be stupid. Even if we were to buy in January I think that would be dumb. We would be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">coming</span> of a record low house selling year and your mom is gonna graduate in July. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>With a masters degree and the income boost that will provide and hopefully the economy returning mid '09 seems like we will be in a much stronger position to buy a house you can grow up in. Where as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">buying</span> this year will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">likely</span> get us something we may or may not be able to sell in year. I think buying a house for a year is a really crappy idea to tell you the truth. Why buy it when hopefully we can get something twice as big and nice if we wait a year. Also if we buy this January and we want to move <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">into</span> a non starter home next Jan. We will have a house we have to sell. Which we will most <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">likely</span> lose money on. The whole game seems dumb. It seems to me patience is kinda a virtue here. But we HAVE to get out of where we are now. I hate it. So we are currently looking to rent something a tad bigger for next year. At least big enough that when you come along we will not have to have you sleep in a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">car seat</span> on the bar :). </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I really want to buy and Honestly I think your mom would... But I am taking the bullet here, I think for us .. it's a really bad time. The wife is looking at like a 50% pay <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">raise</span> with a masters and I have only sold two houses so far this year. I just feel like what we can get as a family in 2010 is gonna dwarf what we will be looking at '09. Not gonna be a popular choice as far as the extended family goes but kinda what I am seeing for us right now. I keep telling myself when my parents were my age they were renting a brown house in Colorado. It's not the end of the world if we don't buy now. Things turned out great for them. This is turning into one of the hardest <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">decisions</span> me and your mother may make, with how much it could affect our futures. I really think jumping now because we want to or feel pressure to buy is gonna hurt us more than if we wait. Needless to say <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">a lot</span> of prayer is going into this. It's also a complete departure from how I felt even a week ago. The more I pray the more I feel like we should wait. I tend to listen when I hear a little voice telling me to wait. Especially when I put this much prayer into something. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">That's</span> how we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">ended</span> up in MD and that has turned out ok.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Life is complicated. But it sure is fun. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">Ok</span> this is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">wayy</span> to long.... see ya soon.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Dad.</div></div>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-86530600349089031822008-06-19T12:40:00.005-04:002008-12-12T17:00:22.456-05:00Six Flags over zombies<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkvoefNEP5HNwN-wR_jnpmhHRzoBJzfEymZXfhMxl2je2WaTSqZgUQIZBteooMOCVYLlhKeO0AOvcAAwcSpgOduA2lx7RiZhYr2mxV_izWYVoeYBsx5h15088c9-Zeo2NKGHpfAYfi8WR3/s1600-h/six-flags-great-america-log.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213636979603070882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkvoefNEP5HNwN-wR_jnpmhHRzoBJzfEymZXfhMxl2je2WaTSqZgUQIZBteooMOCVYLlhKeO0AOvcAAwcSpgOduA2lx7RiZhYr2mxV_izWYVoeYBsx5h15088c9-Zeo2NKGHpfAYfi8WR3/s320/six-flags-great-america-log.jpg" border="0" /></a> So yesterday we went to Six Flags. WOW what an interesting day. First the positives, We picked and absolutely perfect day to go the weather was just right about 80 degrees and it was a Wed. afternoon so there were not alot of people in the park. So you would think Bam it's gonna be on. Well for the most part it was. The rides were fun and the lines were short. Especially if you get what they called "Flash Passes." These things were great you walked right up and got on the ride bypassing the line entirely. But we did not start using them until later in day. Also about a third of the park is a water park and we did not bring our swimsuits. This for me is not an issue as I could swim in my cargo shorts. But for mommy not good... They did sell swimsuits.. for $70. So needless to say no love on that, daddy likes water rides but 70 dollars was a bit much. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I should have noticed the day was gonna be a bit strange when on the second ride Which was a boat ride we got stuck at the top of the hill right before you go into the big plunge. This was not so bad in that we were not on an incline or anything the problem was the crazy trailer park lady in front of us acting like the world had just ended. "ohhh my Gawd!!! This is crazy we are gonna die" Or somesuch gibberish. See I have a finley tuned ignore filter and was doing my best to tune her out. Anyway eventually 7 dudes climbed up this ladder and pushed us to the bottem. It was a little weird to be pushed down a hill on a ride at Six Flags. It must be like what amusement parks were like in caveman times. "Me Ugg!! Me push you down hill" Enh whatever. So we get to the bottom Big splash and everything is fine.....or so I thnk. In fact something horrible had happened. Your mothers hair got wet... Which meant she was gonna talk about having flat hair or messed up hair or how she wishes she had brought a brush .. or my favorite the bathrooms don't have miriors... for hte next 3 hrs. Not in a bad way I love doing stuff with her but it was a bit funny how long this went on. I was kinda waiting for her to melt alla the wicked witch of the west.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNCHRF6jEDLJoMZKhpcvrCqYXV8GCFTkOCgxKPgv-3Ub0UB0WI63S26kB_VfB3w-pWzzvc2rqKsFBQMRzp_xursZlKRAS5LDgQl-aIsCN8RSpM-sZk-n9I8j3J02m-j0P1rVsztXa0GYhT/s1600-h/wizard-witch-hamilton-3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213640804898073442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNCHRF6jEDLJoMZKhpcvrCqYXV8GCFTkOCgxKPgv-3Ub0UB0WI63S26kB_VfB3w-pWzzvc2rqKsFBQMRzp_xursZlKRAS5LDgQl-aIsCN8RSpM-sZk-n9I8j3J02m-j0P1rVsztXa0GYhT/s320/wizard-witch-hamilton-3.jpg" border="0" /></a> It's really only funny because Nicole is so beautiful. She is going on and on about this wet hair. All I can think is Waa chunka waa waaa..... I like her hair wet or dry or died pink... I'm pretty much thinking she's hawt however it is.<br /><br />Anyway so on with the day. Now enter the Zombies. Ok so the entire park is staffed and visited by people who move just way to slow. Like WTF MOVE. It is unreal to me how people can go through life this way. I mean the Roller Coaster pulls in and we sit there for 4 minutes waiting for people to get off. Then there is another like 4 minute wait for people to get on. Then the idiots can't get the straps buckled right. Or tries to not buckle one of the straps. Like hey I'm not gonna be upside down going 60mph who needs straps. Or hold on someone lost their phone lets empty out the car and start looking for their phone.. Like hello did you not think you were at a theme park. Guess what your phone is gone. When you do loop de loops at 60mph stuff gets lost. Leave it in the car. Who the heck are you trying to call anyway. "Heyyy GRLLLL I be chillin out on the coaster wachuu be doin???" "Na we ain't be moving yet some girl up ahead lost her phone so we be waitn!!" Like really leave it in the car. Although on Batwing I did see a pink phone fly out from somewhere on the train and explode...... it was kinda cool... and now that is one girl who will not be holding up lines anymore.<br /><br />Not that the staff helped move things along. I guess they must tranquilize all the employees to prevent gang fights or something. These people moved like the undead zombies in night of the living dead. Like "unhhhhhhhhhh" just slowly shuffling their feet. For instance when Nicole went to get a "bangin" burger for lunch there were 3 people in front of her. Not a monumental task to serve 3 people right. Well for them it is. It took so long she gave up. She had fries and my cheese sticks for lunch. If my Roller Coaster tycoon employees moved like that I would uninstall the game and set my hard drive on fire. No wonder this country is in a recession half the people that live here are walking around like they have been dead for 2 years. Unfortunately nothing in the world frustrates me like people who don't move. It's so annoying, move like you have something going on or get the hell out of the way. <br /><br />Anyway it's about that time that I figured out how to use the Flash passes. This is when the day started going much smoother. Superman was Awesome as far as roller coasters go. There was even this little boy who Nicole made throw a temper tantrum by taking his seat. I think he may have tried to VooDoo curse us. He was not happy. But the Best was definitely Batwing. On this coaster you lay down. So you are on your back or your stomach the whole time. Nicole hated it but I really enjoyed it. The only thing was that once you were done you kinda felt like you had been in a fight. For some reason maybe that i was trying to become one with the seat while hanging upside down like wore me out. I was more than a little discombobulated after the ride. But overall it was fun. I mean it could have been worse my hair could have gotten wet :) We also had alot of fun on the Penguins blizzard River. You kinda sat in this big innertube and spun all over the place going down this chute. It was fun.<br /><br />The worst of the day was ROAR. Some old wooden roller coaster built for hauling 4 foot tall bodies. I say this because in order to ride it you should have been 4 foot tall and dead. You could barely cram yourself into the seat then once the ride started it just threw you all around. It was an old wooden coaster that was so bumpy and unpleasant to ride I was literally in pain when I got off. Not a Batwing hey I am kinda "off" but like "What the hell are you people trying to do to me?" pain.<br /><br />Then we kinda walked around water park having knocked out all the rides in like 4 hours. Again it would have been about 3 had I figured out the Flash passes sooner. The water park looks like a hell of a lot of fun. I am almost positive that we will be going back this summer even if just to try those rides. Nicole made the day alot of fun. I am really enjoying summer so far. I love her Wed. work from home days that her and I get to spend together. Then it was really time to go home. Guess what your mom did the second we got in the car.. thats right Brushed her hair. So finally she was happy.<br /><br />So on the way home we stopped to pick up Ben at Grandma and Grandpas house. Well his babysitters were not there. So I decided it would be fun to open all the cupboards and steal the dog. So that is what we did. I think just for a second my mom panicked. It was kinda funny. Then we went home and Watched the O's come from behind and win again in 10 innings. Magic magic magic magic. That was pretty much the night. Now back to the drudgery of work.. I can't wait till we actually have you around to take to stuff. It was a little funny walking through kiddie land without kids. I felt like everyone was looking at us like we were baby snatchers. But at least you will have cool parents to do stuff with. We got the fun stuff all scoped out.<br /><br /><br />See you soon.<br /><br />DadJeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-67950753194289342312008-06-19T11:53:00.006-04:002008-12-12T17:00:22.885-05:00O-R-I-O-L-E-S Magic Magic Magic Magic!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjroY_RFXbaESXPUzyOMTFuXqzmru4CI6yMG9dKl3mwqzpChUP9DFNMEDq11oiK93FfhwjYoQIro-h12wYeM-X-z17KfkOAu3HKgmmsi7gz0L2GCXftctYa696IceDozTR-50sgWDgoOH2W/s1600-h/1474375_253ad4e91182604048_m.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213622122269899954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjroY_RFXbaESXPUzyOMTFuXqzmru4CI6yMG9dKl3mwqzpChUP9DFNMEDq11oiK93FfhwjYoQIro-h12wYeM-X-z17KfkOAu3HKgmmsi7gz0L2GCXftctYa696IceDozTR-50sgWDgoOH2W/s320/1474375_253ad4e91182604048_m.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Sorry Babaganush, I did not get a chance to update you on the life and times of of the 'Rents the last two days. So I shall do so now... first off on Tuesday night we went to the O's game with one of Nicoles work friends and her boyfriend. They are named Katie and Nick. Two very cool people. I really enjoyed thier company. Katie is an absolute riot.. It's like she is wired on Redbull all the time. She just has energy oozing off of her. I also Enjoyed Nick. He was very laid back and we had alot of fun. I got to go and see your grandpa and grandma who were at the the game as well. Right now Camden yards is just a special and fun place to be. The O's have some life and the city is starting to realize it. There were over 20k people there and almost all of them were in Orange and Black. Now I know you are gonna be very confused about how our house is all Pittsburgh... except for the O's. See the thing is I have never really connected with a baseball team before. The Pirates were so bad for so long I but Ifollowed them. Usually by the end of may the season was over and we started thinking about Football. So when we got here I started going to O's game with Grandpa and Uncle Mike. Then all of a sudden we got a couple young players and started just being a team that is fun to watch. I have never viewed watching baseball as fun. It wasen't not fun it just was not fun I just kinda watched as I like sports and thats really all that is going on from June till Football. Until now .. It's Orioles magic and the team is a blast to watch even on TV. They remind me sooooo much of the Penguins of 2 years ago it's spooky. Well except they don't play on ice have skates nor do they wear helmets. But you know what I mean.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I cannot wait to start taking you down Camden Yards. I gotta admit I am having an absolute blast with baseball right now. I walk around singing the Orioles magic song. I read the Baltimore Sun (which sucks by the way). I have never really had a baseball team to root for and this is one that even when they are down by 3 runs in the 8th still believe they can win. It' s just a whole lot of fun. It does kinda suck we cannot pick up any ground in the division because of the Sox and Rays just will not lose. But we still get to see both of those teams this season so we will see what happens. We also are probably going to end up having to get rid of Millar, Huff and most importantly Roberts. The team has to build for the future you do not go to the playoffs in the ALeast with Huff batting cleanup. Sad but true. The trading deadline it July 31st so I am just trying to enjoy it while I can. I am really feeiling next year this club is going to improve by leaps and bounds. So there are alot of good summers on the Horizon it would seem. I am looking forward to having you be a part of them. We can all go down to the Yard and watch the games You and Edawg and Jax I am sure it will be a blast sharing Baseball with you guys. I am so glad I finally have a team worth sharing. I think it would be much easier when you are young to take you on a cool summers night to an O's game rather than bundleing you up like Ralphie's brother in A Christmas Story to take you to a Winter Steelers game.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhUhX3vY7BmiAwNlXdxuBr3iUu0nZSRH1ZZiXZcPF7iPoGRVoxSRXRlabiNDXl_QLNWuwcJ7EHD2ExUDmSjgAEqI1U4ESFlGFrHQpHnjeGqQdJvqdu7TApabH0WFYx3AdBs8mPBVy-t-g6/s1600-h/Autographed%20Randy_Snowsuit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213632053623734594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhUhX3vY7BmiAwNlXdxuBr3iUu0nZSRH1ZZiXZcPF7iPoGRVoxSRXRlabiNDXl_QLNWuwcJ7EHD2ExUDmSjgAEqI1U4ESFlGFrHQpHnjeGqQdJvqdu7TApabH0WFYx3AdBs8mPBVy-t-g6/s320/Autographed%2520Randy_Snowsuit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /></div></div>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-81919801012875912372008-06-16T13:46:00.000-04:002008-12-12T17:00:23.069-05:002people1pup<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr3VJ5FelnPH9fiBIES6GbO94pKiaFR70AZpBFHeZSIMYhNiaaeRaGaIaTSUaKeQLNrjty6ZdRykPSR9R1WDgxChYrFc1MpcT3vPmNOQU_hIlkGObCeC5IjuFeGDiyR0s9tuHHCwDmUzKn/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212538323004612994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr3VJ5FelnPH9fiBIES6GbO94pKiaFR70AZpBFHeZSIMYhNiaaeRaGaIaTSUaKeQLNrjty6ZdRykPSR9R1WDgxChYrFc1MpcT3vPmNOQU_hIlkGObCeC5IjuFeGDiyR0s9tuHHCwDmUzKn/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">OK</span> so in my continuing quest to help you get to know us in '08 I feel like I should let you in on our dirty smelly secret. Well little one the truth about me and your mother is.... We are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">obsessed</span> with Ben's poop. Not in a normal way like "hey when you took the dog out did he poop?" Kinda way. In fact a conversation that gets had around our house AT LEAST three times a day goes as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">follows</span>.</div><div>I come in the door and the dog runs up the stairs too try to eat Potter(the cat). The problem is he is still hooked up to the leash.. this means two things are gonna happen. A) my arm is about to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">separated</span> from my shoulder and B) Ben is going to reach the top of the stairs stretch out his leash and choke the hell out of himself. By the time I pull him back down the stairs to unhook him this starts.</div><div></div><div>Wife "Did he poop?"</div><div>Me "Yeah."</div><div>Wife "Was it soft or hard?"</div><div>Me "I dunno it was kinda soft I guess"</div><div>Wife "Oh god was it the sick poo?"</div><div>Me .. at this point I realize that I have to say no or I will be standing outside with the dog the rest of the night "No it was fine"</div><div>Wife "are you sure"</div><div>Me "yeah it's fine"</div><div>Your mother will then kinda give me this look ... it's more of a I know your not giving me the whole story look. Her one Eye gets a little squinty and for a second she kinda looks like a retarted pirate. If I have learned anything in 11years with her hell or high water stick to my story. So the key for me is to then change the subject to anything ... what is on TV .. why does the interweb not work on our desktop anymore (I am almost positve its a router setting but I have no clue.) or the best way to completely make her forget about poop.. What is going on at work?</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>See the thing is we will have this conversation anywhere..... Regardless of who is around... and it can just happen <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">spontaneously</span>... We could be with relatives... out for a drink .. at church.. We constantly think about and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">dissect</span> Ben's poop. In all honesty this started because I was at work thinking about the poop he took this morning.. it was soft and a little discolored...I know that he got spoiled at grandmas yesterday and I don't wanna have accidents when I get home. I just thought you should know this. I can only imagine how crazy we will be about your poop. I mean if we put this much time into analyzing our our dogs health by looking at his poo I just can't imagine how crazy it will be with you. Let me just say in the first 6 months I expect at least once a week to have your mother walk all through the house with a dirty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">diaper</span> to show me the poop and ask if I thought you were <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">ok</span>. For the record I am saying now Yes gawd Yes take the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">diaper</span> away :P In all honesty the sad thing is not that I really would not be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">surprised</span> but I actually am expecting it as part of the child having experience. Kinda makes me wonder how important <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Ben's</span> poops will be then? I think <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Mommy's</span> head will explode looking at different poops.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div>Anyway I just wanted to clear all of this up. Just so you know why we spend so much time staring at your poop when you get changed.. It's gonna happen.. again Deal with it.</div><div></div><div>Moving on it's my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Friday</span>.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Woot</span>!! which is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Monday</span> for everyone else. I am pretty stoked about this week. I have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">O's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">tomorrow</span> and Six Flags on Wed. This will be followed up with ... wait for it .... Pearl Jam this weekend. I am ready to go. Needless to say It should be a whole lot of fun. </div><div></div><div>I feel like I should give you more for today than just Poop but I am kinda struggling as to what to say next. I am just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">waiting</span> for work to end so I can begin a very promising weekend. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">All right</span> yeah I am gonna roll. See you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">tomorrow</span>.</div><div></div><div>Dad</div>Jeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955957006603287535.post-12659286328099220722008-06-15T14:32:00.000-04:002008-06-15T16:55:19.069-04:00So it begins....Well it's fathers day 2008 and guess what? Like with every major holiday I am at work.. The rest of the family is at a picnic that I wish I was at. See the thing is it's just not worth it for me to go. I can't leave till 6 because I have to send in the weeks traffic which is 2... (but I did have a sale) So <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Woot</span>.....Any way, with me leaving at 6 I won't get there till 630<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ish</span>... the party will pretty much be over. But I took my dad to an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">O's</span> game last night which was our Fathers day. It was quite simply the most fun I have ever had at Camden yards. There were home runs 4 comebacks and a game winning 2 out hit in the bottom of the ninth. It was even better to just be there with my dad. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">absolutely</span> love going to games with him..It seems there I can talk to him one on one and just all the other crap that life involves is gone..You just get to hang with your dad and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">every time</span> it's special still at 31 there is nothing like a cool summer night, baseball, beer in your hand and Dad beside you. I honestly believe that I get more out of going to games with him than he does.<br /><br />Moving on .. The point is I think blogging is kinda silly... that being said I am doing it. But here's why.. This is for you.. the Child that your mother and I are hoping to have next year. See I was looking at my sister and your Aunts blog and saw how cool it was that one day <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Eathan</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Jax</span> can look back on this and see what was going on with mom and dad and with them. I think one day perhaps not until one of them goes to college will they really appreciate that it's there. My sister is doing one hell of a job with it so far. So I figured I would start one and you can look back at all the goofy things me and your mom and your favorite pet Ben were doing. Even if its just to laugh at the clothes. Today we think they are in but by the time you can actually read this they will no doubt be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">hysterical</span>.<br /><br />Now the ground rules kiddo.... ha ha .. I am not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">guaranteeing</span> regular updates.. But the economy sucks right now and I am selling homes no one can get loans to buy. This means I do have a little free time. Next rule... Not really gonna sensor myself too much.... I think the whole thing is pointless if I don't tell you what I am thinking and feeling.. The point of this whole project is so you can maybe one day look back and see who your family was back in 2008 and beyond. Who knows it could go for a while and you will see us change and grow. The next rule is more for me... I am going to try and have this like grandpa and Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Nicole's</span>.... What I mean is I am not just gonna blog and bitch... that is generally what people do in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">their</span> blogs ... bitch about stuff... I am gonna complain and go on rants... but I am also gonna try to include the good stuff too.. I don't want to you think we were all depressed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">sicko's</span>. Finally the most important rule..... Don't bitch about my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">run on</span> sentences... I get it.. I do it.. Shit happens .. Deal with it.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Ok</span> that is about it with the setup... this is my ambitious project to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">chronicle</span> who your parents are and will become so you can look back on this someday and laugh. So here's the plan. Vegas in January knock up mommy so there is someone to read this someday and retire the party jersey. You should know when daddy retires the party jersey it's probably gonna end up hanging in a hall somewhere. I mean I am <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">HOF</span> performer in that arena and have been for quite some time. I personally think I am a first ballot party hall of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">famer</span>. But I am also ready to move on with my life...Then I am gonna put on the Daddy hat. At least that is the plan...... Now if you can read this you will soon learn that nothing ever goes according to plan so your birthday probably wont be in October.<br /><br />It's actually funny how done I am with partying.. I mean I am 31 years old and there has been this strange shift in my mindset the last 6 months or so. I play video games and hang out. It's pathetic..I so wish I had other stuff going on.. I know I may regret <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">saying</span> this one day but I wish I had yard work or kids to watch or family vacations to plan. It's just crazy how much I am ready to be done with this stage of my life. I see <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Edawg</span> and he is a freaking riot. Do you know how lame it is that I have nothing going on at this point. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Patrick</span> is finishing college, your mom is doing grad school, Nikki and Mike have kids.. Yeah I walk Ben and then play games. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">YAY</span> I have the highest <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">lvl</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">toon</span> in a video game...whoop <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">de</span> shit. I feel Like I am totally wasting my life at this point. I really think you are gonna like me and your mom and it just feels different for me latley. Maybe it's 30 who knows. But all of a sudden I want you to come along and have a house in the worst way. I wanna teach you to ride a bike and coach your little league team. Or take you to dance class. I just feel like no one got more out of thier 20's than me mabye ever. But I am just done with it. I am so jealous of everyone who has a family and responsibilities. Even Patrick, right now I know he hates taking summer classes but he is accomplishing something. I am leveling a character in a game. Seeing it in print makes it ever lamer. Not that I play games, that is something we will do together you and I, but that that is all I have to do right now. Anyway we wanna wait for January to do the kid thing so that Nicole can <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">finish</span> grad school. Then one last <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">hurah</span> in Vegas with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Stin</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Chizzle</span> and hopefully we will be blessed enough to move on and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">hopefully</span> get you in the oven. I'd rather come home from that trip with you in the works than any amount of money I could win.<br /><br />I guess I will also take this opportunity to introduce us.. we're your parents... Myself and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Wizzle</span>.. You know we should probably cut the crap and just tell you how it is.. Your mom is awesome. She is a social worker in Baltimore which may or may not have blown itself up by the time you read this. She is in grad school, She has one more year, and basically she keeps me alive. She does everything and all of it well.. by the time you read this you will have that figured out she is simply the most amazing person ever. Also she is a knockout, I mean just crazy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Hawt</span>.<br /><br />Me not too much to me. Your mom, Ben, Family, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">Steelers</span>, Pens, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">O's</span>. Yeah <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">that's</span> pretty much all you need to know. I have been lucky enough to share almost 11 years to this point with your mom and to this day I am head over heels for her. I cannot believe that everyday she is more beautiful and I am more in love with her. But I am. She literally means everything to me. I could not imagine nor would I want to imagine my life without her. In all seriousness I don't think I would make it 2 months if something were to happen to her. I really don't. It's so scary for me to be so dependent on her but really I am. My sun rises and sets around her. I truley can't wait for you to meet her I just ..WoW.. We are so blessed that she is in our lives. Everyday with her is a gift. Ok this is kinda boarding on creepy stalker stuff now so I am just gonna move on to .......<br /><br />THIS....We live in a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">townhouse</span> in Glen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">Burnie</span> Md. We are hoping to buy a home for you next year.. and we have our dog Ben....who is much more than a dog.. he is pretty much the most pampered dog ever. But he's also a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">member</span> of the family not just the dog... You will probably notice that we are crazy about him.<br /><br />So to recap Jan bun in oven. Feb Celebrate Steelers superbowl win and move into new home. March narrowly escape losing a limb doing a project in said home. (see I am not handy at ALL) July <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">Nicole's</span> graduation. October hopefully you show up. December we will all have our first <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">Christmas</span> in what is hopefully the home you will grow up in. I am really looking forward to '09.<br /><br />The rest of '08 is just cleaning up dog poop and trying to sell houses. Hmmm I know this is getting long but this really is the setup for the rest of this. Any way the foundation has been set up. I will keep you up dated on all the events I can. I can't wait to meet you.<br /><br />DadJeremy Doanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08423093104742242998noreply@blogger.com1