Abbie, Bud and Zabe

So, wow. I feel so technical. Sitting down at my computer and logging my very first entry onto Zabud.com Much thanks to John and Em. My girlfriend emailed me the other night after I sent her The Salon Room web page, and she said, "Buddy, I just don't know when you find the time, to do all that with a baby." I had to chuckle to myself becuase I had absolutely nothing to do with it. The reason I wanted a blog was because I am so terrible at logging in Zabe's baby book and I thought that this would be easier and more fun for me. But now that I am on I am kind of at a loss for words to say about him. Or....Bud....or myself. I could write, how beautiful I am so I remember in 30 years when I look back at this, but at that time my body will probably be taken over by stretch marks and I will not want to remember how beautiful I am. Ok, Ok, enough. oh ish. stretch marks. I also for who else is reading this do not want to know about all the spelling errors, grammer errors, puncuation, quotation mess ups that I will have. I think I must have failed grammer, hmmm I wonder if that is Mrs. McLeary's fault or my own.
Anyway, back to my family, today we went to John and Diane Flom's for an X-mas gathering. It was a good time and of course good food. I have had my share of Halibut (sp) for a few years now. The smell of that stuff fills you up even before it hits your plate. I would rather drink formula for the rest of my life than smell that stuff. I was only kidding about having my share of it.