| gasoutherneagle's family |
| I am a very lucky man. Let me show you why. |
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| As I have said to y'all before, she must have been drunk. Needless to say, I thank God everyday for giving me whatever the hell it is she sees in me. I have been blessed by the companionship of one very beautiful (and very understanding) lady for five happy years. |
| Yup, he's mine and "NO" the mailman had nothing to do with it. I'm 6'5", 255 lbs. and this kid whips my ass on a daily basis. But, I wouldn't trade this experience for anything in the world. If you had told me six years ago that I'd be married, have two babies, and a house payment, I would have spewed beer out my nose. |
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| Of course everyone has their faults. Meet mine. From the left: Bubba, Jason, and me. These aren't frat brothers or the boys at work. These are the two friends that I just couldn't shake from the high school days. Our lives have gone in completely different directions from one another. Bubba just got back from Malaysia studying wildlife for the past two years and getting his masters from Mississippi State. Jason is working in a plant over in Bremen GA, trying to make ends meet and dreaming of the ocean. Then, there's me, the one everybody thought would be single and drifting for the rest of his life. These three guys have been as close as brothers no matter how weird things got. We've all settled down now, but we've shared memories and moments over the years that I'm still asking forgiveness for. I wouldn't have it any other way. |
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| This is my dad, stepmom, and nephew (the little fleshy lump in dad's lap is a very new grandson). Dad died soon after this picture. After going toe-to-toe with cancer for three years, cancer got in a cheap shot. All dad ever wanted was a grand-daughter. One year after his death, we gave him one. |
| This is my in-laws with the boy at six months. I must have been born under a good sign. They love me. And, I've married into the Lee family (that man in the middle is a direct descendant of Gen. R E Lee). Maybe that's why we decided to name that kid in his lap after Stonewall. |
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| Okay, is it just me or is that the plumpest little fat baby you've ever seen. She is 9 mo. old is these pics and 26 lbs. Hell, he weighed 35 at 2 YEARS!!! |
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| Here we are. The whole gasoutherneagle clan. The boy is four, baby girl is two. I'm a hell of a lot greyer than I was 5 years ago and Mrs. gasoutherneagle thinks she's a lot wider (and there is nothing I can say that will convince her otherwise). Bills, mortgages and diaper changes have taken the place of kegs, parties and hangover recoveries. I never, in a million freakin' years, would have thought I'd get this excited about going out and mowing the lawn. Well, that's it...the diagnosis is clear. I'm somebody's DAD!!! |