well,no photots today so this will be a boring post.liz and i had three sisters and a curtis over the other night.i'd say the highlight of the night was when we kept crank calling mom and saying "just cheesing you!" then hanging up the phone.it was so funny and it got funnier when she started calling back and i would just hang upon her.then we watched two movies.the truman show and flushed away.anyway later on.

these pictures don't really have anything in common.but i have bikes,a wife and a kid...what more could a guy ask for?unless you're shane...then you'd ask for dragonball z.

i just accidentally dumped hot candle wax all over my hand.oh well.later

after reading my sisters posts,iv'e realized my folly and will now write a decent post.

i was going to write a decent post,but my mom just lit a candle and it's making my brain hurt.it's not just an ordinary candle,it's a candle that conveniently(sp?)gets hot enough to make a little fan run which in turn makes three little naked angels bang on two bells while i sit here in pain.

i want to blow out the candles but im a nice guy so i wont.but im stuck...in the other room my sisters and their tight jeans are watching "a cinderella story" and i can't watch that.i'll sit here in pain,talking to myself before i go back to that movie.my son is being really good and my wife is a really good cook.that makes me happy.i was thinking that all those times over thanksgiving when my pastor was asking what im thankful for...i should've said im thankful that my wife can cook.i dont' think everyone has that.ugh,that stupid movie keeps playing inspirational music and its making me sick.but the constant banging of the bells is still better.

i love this picture.i love my boy.i shot this deer and i really wanted to get a picture with titus.liz didn't feel like it but she dressed him in his camo outfit(such a good wife)and brought him out for pictures.he was hungry and upset but he'll love this photo as much as i do someday.i need to save these great stories for another time so later and please leave a comment sands.i need to know im not talking to myself for my own sanity.

im still not sure why blogspot won't let me go to my blog without signing in.

sands throw me a bone,i need some help

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sands and shane,you both now have the pleasure of talking to me whenever you desire