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Its On Like Donkey Kong!!!

It’s official. The date has been set. Angela’s C-Section has been scheduled for Friday morning. Some may be wondering, “Is everything is ok?” Everyone is fine other than the fact that Angela has been crawling up and down the walls in this room and watching her belly reminds me of the scene from the movie Alien.

The hospital is helping with photography and maybe some video during the delivery. They’ll be releasing that info to the media once everyone is stable. I’ll try to get some info up on the blog sometime on Friday to let everyone know our status.

Our emotions are all over the place right now. Angela just told me, “It’s just time.” She’s so worn out. Dad is really running on fumes. Heck, if Meredith could put together more than a word or two in a sentence, I think she’d tell you that she’s exhausted from this whole thing. She needs her mommy back, I need my wife back, and Angela needs…well…Angela needs everything back. I’m taking this directly from her this morning. She really wants to just go back to her home, where she isn’t even sure if she’ll recognize it. It’s changed so much just from when she saw it last; now that the basement is finished and we moved all the furniture around the house to accommodate our cherubs. Angela is really so excited to going back to spending time playing with and taking care of Meredith. They have some relationship rebuilding to do. She’s really looking forward to lying next to her snoring husband in HER bed every night. Wait a minute, I don’t snore. Honey, I can’t wait for your freezing cold butt and ice cold toes rubbed up against me either! She’s really looking forward to just being outside and sitting in the sunshine. She misses her garden. We spend a lot of time out there. Angela would like to drive a car again. Funny, I’d like to not drive a car for a while. She’s really looking forward to having some good food of the non-hospital variety. I’m looking forward to grilling her up something nice. She’s calling for some “Pasta Slop.” Sounds horrible, but is awesome. It’s basically a hot dish. I’m gonna grill up some Italian Sausage, cut it up, and mix it in a baking pan with some Penne and Pasta Sauce, and a bag of mozzarella cheese. We’ll bake it until the cheese is melted across the top. Add a little side salad, some garlic bread, and a bottle of wine and we’ve got a meal. Its 7:30 in the morning right now and it sounds awesome. I can’t wait. I miss my wife and I can’t wait for her to come home.

I’m eagerly anticipating some news tomorrow. “Tune in tomorrow – same bat time, same bat channel!”

Until then…