Happy New Year... Scans came back clean last week. Supposed to get the port out of my chest soon. Let's hope for more of the same this year. 2011 begins with stress...Rusty Nail stress...truck stress...rental stress...job stress...but to hell with all of that. It's good to be alive.

Went to Chuck E. Cheese with Liam and Rhodes after Christmas: Spent New Year's at The Nail. And now we are back into the daily grind. All in all life is good. Gave Coop and Knox a bath tonight. They are in this mode where they like to look at each other and scream. They think that is funny. I need a drink. Coop stayed up with me until 10:00 tonight. We ate a bacon cheeseburger and homefries (healthy, right?)

Coop still wants to mow the grass...Knox likes to dance and clap his hands.

I hope that 2011 is a good one, but more importantly, I hope that I have the opportunity to be a Father for many years to come.



Smile, today could be your last.