Tuesday, June 24, 2008

How can someone as ugly as me produce kids like this?



Well, that is my wife... Mrs. Nice. Someone in our relationship has to be. She always tells me it's "nice to be nice". I always ask, nice for whom? I'm glad she is nice, particularly to me, but her best feature is her uncompromising charity for others. If someone has a chance at salvation it is her. She wants people to feel good about themselves. I want people to know the truth. The truth is that they're idiots and their kids are ugly.

Speaking of which...while your kids are ugly and untalented, my kids are beautiful geniuses. I'm kidding....but your kids are not as cute as mine and I will come to blows with anyone who fights me on this point. We're still working on brain wash...erm, behavior modification on some days, but overall they are great kids who have a great future ahead of them as long as they listen to ME. I just dont understand how someone as ugly as myself helped to produce beautiful kids. It's all Bethany. There is no other explanation... well there is another one, but Bethany assures me...

LDAC is fast approaching, and while I'm getting a bit nervous I usually use that energy towards studying land navigation or going over squad tactics in my brain. For those of you who don't know what LDAC is you can google it. No, I'm not giving you a fricking link! Are you that lazy? Would you like a piece of cake as well? Kidding, kidding....kind of. No, LDAC is the final testing ground for our official Army ROTC education. If your going active duty and want a highly requested branch in the Army then you must do well at LDAC. LDAC is 32 days of leadership evaluation and training. Most of the time, your just a "joe", but there are specifically four times where you will be a leader in some capacity and you will be graded on several different dimensions.

Anyways, I digress, I should be concentrating on making you bloggers feel pathetic...which you all are. I realize that your dad and mom never really gave you the one on one time that you always felt you deserved, and you have channeled that feeling of neglect into a blog that gives you an overinflated sense of self worth. AHAHAHA. I'm kidding of course, I hang on every word you post. ;)

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Our family...

My husband

Well yes folks that's him in all his glory. The anti- people guy. He really is a great guy. A great husband and a great father. He's in his last semester of school and he will graduate as an officer with his degree in Criminal Justice. Then he will commision and we will take the world by storm. Who knows where we'll be stationed but it will be exciting none the less. Right now we are in Calgary for the summer. I'm working for my brother and his wife seeing we're here for so long. Brad has an Army camp this summer for a month so I always come home to get support from my family. I always have fun when I come home, but I'm not sure about Brad.

We have two girls. Hannah,5. Ainnsley, 2. We are Republicans and I'm a Vegan. Those two points right there are the reasons why some people love us and some people hate us. Take your pick. We have amo for both.

Enjoy our blog. We don't get offended easily, so have fun with us!!

Love,
B&B

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

First blog....EVER

I know about blogs, I've read blogs, and for the most part I hate blogs. So why did I decide to create a blog for my family and I? I really don't know. I guess I'm tired of bloggers putting their stupid thoughts out there like anybody really gives two craps. Which is kind of ironic since I'm essentially doing the same thing. So, I really don't expect you, the interested reader, to be logging on everyday to see what I in all my wisdom have to say about anything. This I do know: This will be somewhat of an anti-blog, a blog for people who hate bloggers and want to make fun of them. In addition this can be a quick stop to see what our family is up to.

Ugh....I think I need to take a shower now. Oh and by the way... No body cares about your stupid life or what you think about so stop blogging you idiots.

-Brad