Friday, May 2, 2008

GLOG TAG

*Note: if you are a new reader, you may want to check here, here, here and here or here or even here for past "Glog"s written by my husband who takes over my blog for a short period!

After a long hiatus I'M BACK!!!

I have heard the call from all my gloggies and though I have walked through the wilderness, fear not because I have returned with a vengeance. I have so much that I want to share with you and so little time. A few quick updates...

#1. Dumptruck is doing great. Currently he is snoring on the couch next to me. I couldn't be prouder... I have dog that snores louder than I do and at any given moment can pass gas that could wilt the heartiest of oak trees.
#B. Brandi has made great strides in her phone addiction she is down to 2999 minutes per month and only 6 hours a day on the computer.
#6. I have never been "Tagged" (thanks a lot, Brandi!) therefore I am tagging myself prepare to be amazed as you get a glimpse into the inner workings of the mind of your fearless glog leader.

I am: probably the smartest most articulate man I know.

I think: you already knew that.

I know: that when you get old you start to show signs of aging but as I tell Brandi everyday when I look in the mirror "It happened again" Brandi's response "What happened?" "I got better looking overnight."

I want: to know that I am loved, but even more than that, I want you to know that I am loved.

I hate: big egos.

I miss: my childhood pooch Bucky...he was taken to the farm if you know what I mean. It
wasn't until a few years ago that I put two and two together.

I fear: snakes and birds...mainly birds though. When I was a kid I was viciously attacked by a cockatil, yes I know it weighs like 10 ounces but it tried to peck my eye out. Later flew into the ceiling and died...that was a good day.

I feel: so many emotions I have trouble verbalizing them all but know that I am working through them and I am committed to knowing myself and making myself a truly self actualized individual.

I hear: Laos is nice but I probably never go there. (Matt Lauer was there this week on the Today show).

I smell: Dumptruck, lets just say it isn't pleasant

I crave: soft serve ice cream (not frozen yogurt). I once got to meet the grandson of the inventor of the soft serve ice cream machine (FYI he was a very large man). Another little known fact, Brandi and I know the son of the guy who invented spaghetti o's. He hates them.

I search: my bedroom often for my missing remote. Last time it went missing I found it in a baby carriage on the back porch. weird, huh?

I regret: NOTHING!!!

I love: all of my loyal gloggies, without whom I would have to wallow in anonymity for the remainder of my life.

I ache: after exercising...(Oh yeah I meant to share that with you I am working on my hopefullys)

I care: too much!!! Does that make me a bad person?

I always: need to use spell check. I have become so dependant on it that I fear writing hand written notes.

I am not: Superman, although I do bear a striking resemblance to Clark Kent.

I believe: I can I fly, I believe I can touch the sky. I think about it every night and day, spread my wings and fly away. I believe I can soar...

I sing: horribly, however I have the uncanny ability to remember lyrics and Brandi can testify that I could win either The Singing Bee or Remember the Lyrics.

I cry: when fatherly moments are on TV. It makes me think of my kids and that does not make me less of a man.

I fight: the urge to tell people off...sometimes I lose.

I write: the songs that make the whole world sing.

I win: most of the time, except when I lose.

I lose: rarely, except when Brandi and I play cards...she always beats me, but I am pretty sure she cheats.

I never: say never...just something to think about.

I listen: to Telemundo thinking that I will eventually understand what they are talking about. Spanish people speak really fast.

I can usually be found: when playing hide and seek...I'm huge (6'5" and 275lbs).

I am scared: of the things that I fear (see above, this is repetitive and redundant).

I need: a stiff drink (a mountain dew) you didn't think I meant alcohol...Christians never touch the stuff.

I am happy about: the fact that it is baseball season and the Yankees are back on!

I hope: that when you read this it will add a ray of light to your bleak and dreary existence.

So having said this in conclusion a preface If you believe that you are always right you will convince yourself that you are.

Most likely,
Greg
PS: Since blogging etiquitte required that I tag somone after me. . I am in great debate over whether or not to add that to the glogging etiquette as well. But, since I have no time for a great long list of pros and cons that is necessary to determine what will enter the great halls of glogging law, I will simply choose to tag: Scott White and "The Spleen"

17 comments:

Amber shimel said...

What a great way to start the morning! Happy to have the return of the glogger!

Laura said...

Greg... you crack me up!

Missy said...

Spleen (just spleen) just walked in and found me with tears over this most hysterical and long awaited glog. So, we scrolled back up and laughed our way through together. What a great husband/wife moment we had in this a.m.

I'm sure he'll have time to do a splog(?) this weekend. He's been mia for a while now too, thanks for bringing him back in the game.
Missy

Anonymous said...

Boy you must have a lot of time on your hands. Your Fatherly moments that you cry about..are they dog commercials or real people? I guess now that it's baseball season you will have a lot more time on your hand...considering you will be spending every evening on the couch.





Ps.Dump Truck is starting to look like you or vise versa...I can't remember which came first the chicken or the egg.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for a good laugh on this Friday morning!
Julie L

Donna Barber said...

I take it that the prerequisite for being the blog KING is EGO?? I am sorry it took me so long to figure that out. It is a good thing that you dont need therapy! :0)

Although- with Missy and her husband; you are marriage therapy using laughter and you didnt even know it.

All I can say is that it is about time!!!!!!!!!!!! Your loyal subjects should not have to wait so long! Too too Funny!!!!!!!

karin said...

Hysterical.

Favorite part? "In conclusion, a preface..."

Anonymous said...

For someone who does not like EGOs-you sure have a big one yourself saying that you are "the smartest, most articulate man I know."

MAC said...

Apparently sarcasm is lost on some of Brandi's readers

Cassie - Homeschooling Four said...

Oh, sometimes I forget about the bird fear! That makes me laugh (I know this is at your expense but I can't help it). That was the ONLY positive side of having our pet bird - watching you squirm over such a small and "harmless" animal.
Good times!
BTW, I like the anonymous comment about the resemblance between you and dumptruck. Who was that?

Anonymous said...

Oh Greg! You make me laugh! Glad you could share some of yourself in this self "requested" tag! Good to hear from the glogger again! Christie

Redeeming Waters International said...

I'm going out on a limb and since we all love each other, I need to say it...."THE YANKEE'S are CRAP" Yes I said it...oh yes I said it...Long Live the RED SOX...we are going to wipe the floor with your Yankee's again this year!

I love you Greg!

~Jocelyn

Kari said...

So funny. You do like everyone to know that you are loved. Look forward to the next glog.

Scott said...

Glogger, I am humbled by your tag

I was tagged by the GLOGGER

I am: Truly blessed to be in this place where God has me

I think: A lot about how God would have me perform as a husband and a father

I know: that without a doubt that I am living out the "purpose" for my life

I want: a lot more than I need materially, and probably less than I need spiritually

I hate: self pity...in myself as well as others

I miss: my Dad, he was my best friend.

I fear: hmm, not much....

I feel: "like the bullet in the gun of Robert Ford" bet you don't know where that verse comes from

I hear:six tiny voices ... a lot

I smell: six tiny diapers....no really only 2 presently....we have been buying diapers without a break since Jan 05....and still counting....should I tell you that I take our household garbage to work with me to put in our dumpster....it is a 50 min commute...I ride with the windows down a lot of mornings

I crave: carbs...in any form...the more useless they are the more I crave them

I search: every morning for my wallet and my keys and sometimes my shoes

I regret: not being as inherently funny as the original glogger

I love: life, wife, kids, little baby ducks, and old pick up trucks

I ache: in my stomach ... when I give in to my cravings for bad carbs

I care: about blogs with poor spelling

I always: tuck all of my kids in to bed every night, usually rub Rob's feet, and then I either read blogs or play Assassins Creed on PS3

I am not: very patient ... especially in the a.m. when I am looking for my keys, wallet, and shoes..just ask my fam

I believe: that a few people in the generation after mine are hilarious....glogger and eyedroppr

I sing: old country songs, Delta Dawn, A country boy can survive, I walk the line, Folsom prison Blues...and many more

I cry: way more than I used to. Tonight we watched Last Flight Out, a dvd we purchased at a Christian book store, I teared up at the end...no one saw me tho....they all slept thru it

I fight:3 and sometimes 4 tough hombre's every night after supper, usually the rowdiest one, Cooper, starts a fight with me and I end up body slamming, dropping elbows, putting down the figure four on all comers....usually Cooper, Cullen, Joseph...they always ask for a beatin'; sometimes Channie wants a piece of the action, and Tucker usually gets drawn in for a bloody nose or black eye

I write: these blog posts that usually make Rob and Taylor cringe

I win: when I play cards with Robin....the stakes are high enough that I always make sure I win

I lose:whenever I gamble for real....my Dad and I and my sister Julie always played poker for our stocking candy after Christmas...I always came away with an empty stocking

I never: gamble any more

I listen: to Rick and Bubba, books on tape, and Toby Mac

I can usually be found:reading...I am currently in the middle of three books

I am scared: if anything it would be losing Robin ... not to someone else... I mean to death

I need: very little. I want a lot.

I am happy about: A 4 day backpacking hike that is coming up soon with Tuckers boy scout troop..... I am happy, I am happy, I am happy..... I already said I hate self pity right?

I hope: that I can survive sleeping on the ground for 3 nights and hiking/backpacking 50ish miles..

Wife to the Rockstar said...

Love the Glogger. VERY FUNNY.

Melissa said...

HEHE, I am not sure how I found your blog. Through someone else's I was reading this AM. Just had to say that my hubby and the Glogger would probably get along famously :) He needs a bumper sticker that says, "I fight:the urge to tell people off, sometimes I lose".... :-)

Thanks for the laughs!

jaz said...

Laughing out loud in Oregon,
Jamie :0)