<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:26:09.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damian's iPhone Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-3199973273905658322</id><published>2008-05-28T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:48:19.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The next day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SD3VecergvI/AAAAAAAAACA/mGZB7UTghWg/s1600-h/photo-797401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SD3VecergvI/AAAAAAAAACA/mGZB7UTghWg/s320/photo-797401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205551463327826674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Wow.  Where do I start.  He is pretty awesome.  As you probably gathered from the lack of post in the later part of the day, he didn't come easy.  Jessica was pushing for a good 4 HOURS!  She is just amazing.  What a trooper.  Well, even with all the pushing, he was being pretty stubborn, and they had to bring in one of the baby vacuums.  This freaked us out a little bit, but the doctor assured us it was safe and make the process faster so onward we went.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;This was where it got a little crazy.... and by a little I mean a lot.  There were about 6 nurses in the room plus the doctor, all where cheering Jessica on.  Lots of commotion, people moving around, yelling for her to push, she was yelling at times, and I was just trying to focus on her.  After he finally arrived, it was a weird feeling.  There was a sense of relief...he was hear, and Jess was ok was the first feeling.  The second was a sense of completion... Yes!  We did it, now it's over! (I'm sure many of you are laughing at this one, but after spending a full day with one goal in mind and accomplishing it, I think that feeling was inevitable.)  And finally the third was "Wow that was gross!"  I always thought the 'gross' feeling would be the only feeling I would have, especially after watching the videos.  But like I said in a previous blog, the way you see life changes.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;When I first saw him, I saw a little version of my dad.  It was pretty cool.  There are pictures of my dad that I have seen when he was in high school and right after, and thats who I saw when I first saw my son.  Then I saw his awesome cone head.  After pushing for 4 hours, and using a vacuum, I guess that was expected.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Next came the name.  I wanted to go out and tell the family he was here, but we needed a name first.  Earlier in the day Jessica had a dream that we had the cutest boy named Jason.  We have briefly talked about the name but having the dream seem like a good sign.  Jason Colson Gonzales, it sounds good.  Colson is Jessica's fathers middle name, as well as her great grandfathers and a few cousins.  The middle name was a known for quite some time.  It was the first name that we couldn't decide on.  For a while it was going to be Isaiah, then we liked Jacob, Tyler, and Ryan.  Jessica brought up the name Jason rather recently and we both liked it.   Jason is my brother's middle name and we obviously liked having that tie.  My middle name is Gabriel, after my mom's brother Johnny's middle name, so I really liked the idea of naming my son after my brother middle name.  Again come the love for our family, and so Jason Colson it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Telling my family the name was a great feeling.  They were so excited to finally have a name to call him.  Probably the coolest part was seeing Christin's face after I told them the name.  She looked directly at my brother with the biggest smile on her face.  They have obviously talked about the name being Jason, and seeing her face let me know how excited my brother must have been.  I didn't turn and look at him, I'm sure I would have said something either funny or stupid and ruin that moment, so seeing her face was all I need to see.  On the other hand I could have read that whole situation the wrong way, but I like the version I just told you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;My sister and my parents were so incredibly excited hear the news.  I still cannot believe they drove 2 hours at 3 in the morning just to sit in a waiting room for 11 hours see the baby then drive home.  Poor Bella was great all day, stayed awake all the way until the very end then fell asleep before meeting Jason.  What an amazing little girl.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;There is much more to tell, but I don't have the time to sit and write like I want to with a newborn around.  This blog has taken all day already.  There will be more to come so stay tuned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-3199973273905658322?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3199973273905658322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=3199973273905658322&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/3199973273905658322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/3199973273905658322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/next-day.html' title='The next day.'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SD3VecergvI/AAAAAAAAACA/mGZB7UTghWg/s72-c/photo-797401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-8343143549347367737</id><published>2008-05-27T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:38:10.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDzTo8erguI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8ivRrnbv6qU/s1600-h/photo-790898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDzTo8erguI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8ivRrnbv6qU/s320/photo-790898.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205267969716486882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jason Colson Gonzales was born at 9:54 pm.  There is so much to say  &lt;br&gt;right now.  It will have to wait.  Thanks to everyone for the warm  &lt;br&gt;wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-8343143549347367737?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8343143549347367737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=8343143549347367737&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/8343143549347367737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/8343143549347367737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDzTo8erguI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8ivRrnbv6qU/s72-c/photo-790898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-5966615043266138156</id><published>2008-05-27T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T16:51:59.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In for the long haul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDyCf8ergtI/AAAAAAAAABw/5jEe3VYIj4o/s1600-h/photo-719398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDyCf8ergtI/AAAAAAAAABw/5jEe3VYIj4o/s320/photo-719398.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205178754655814354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So its 4:37 and Jessica is now &amp;quot;9 and a fraction cm.&amp;quot; and all I can  &lt;br&gt;think is &amp;quot;SLOWER!&amp;quot;  That&amp;#39;s what we use to yell at the ref&amp;#39;s during a  &lt;br&gt;UT football game, when they would take for ever.  We thought that was  &lt;br&gt;funny.&lt;p&gt;Jessica is pretty tired, and hungry, and my poor family have been here  &lt;br&gt;ALL DAY!  I obviously feel most sorry for Jessica for having to go  &lt;br&gt;through this all day, but next has got to be our family.  They have  &lt;br&gt;been sitting there so patiently, even little Bella, although she did  &lt;br&gt;fall down and bust her lip a little.  Again what a great family we  &lt;br&gt;have.  Jessica&amp;#39;s mom is being honored at a retirement party right now,  &lt;br&gt;and we had to make her go.  It was sad to see her leave a little teary  &lt;br&gt;eyed, I know she was afraid to miss anything.  Well maybe our little  &lt;br&gt;guy already loves his &amp;quot;nene&amp;quot; so much that he wants to wait for her.   &lt;br&gt;Let&amp;#39;s just hope its not a second later after that. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-5966615043266138156?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5966615043266138156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=5966615043266138156&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/5966615043266138156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/5966615043266138156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-for-long-haul.html' title='In for the long haul.'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDyCf8ergtI/AAAAAAAAABw/5jEe3VYIj4o/s72-c/photo-719398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-2634981012918240248</id><published>2008-05-27T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:53:21.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"9 cm. And the head is definitly lower."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDxYocergsI/AAAAAAAAABo/oDla7UzFVjs/s1600-h/photo-701266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDxYocergsI/AAAAAAAAABo/oDla7UzFVjs/s320/photo-701266.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205132721196335810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It&amp;#39;s 1:50 and that is the news we just heard from the nurse.  Were  &lt;br&gt;getting close!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-2634981012918240248?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2634981012918240248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=2634981012918240248&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/2634981012918240248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/2634981012918240248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/9-cm-and-head-is-definitly-lower.html' title='&quot;9 cm. And the head is definitly lower.&quot;'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDxYocergsI/AAAAAAAAABo/oDla7UzFVjs/s72-c/photo-701266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-5477730148351201196</id><published>2008-05-27T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:18:17.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDw9XcergrI/AAAAAAAAABg/s_8zsz_wRLo/s1600-h/photo-720922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDw9XcergrI/AAAAAAAAABg/s_8zsz_wRLo/s320/photo-720922.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205102742324609714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Everyone knows we both love our family very much.  I know everyone &lt;br /&gt;loves their family, buy not like us.  And yes I know everyone also &lt;br /&gt;says that, but here's why I feel so.&lt;br /&gt;When jessica's water broke, RJ and christin were staying at our &lt;br /&gt;house.  When we called them from the hospital they immediately went into family mode.  Ralph made sure we had everything we needed and Christin went into cleaning mode for us.  When we called Jessica's parents, they drove over at 2:00 AM to see how we were.  They knew things would take a while but they also knew how much we would appreciate seeing them.  &lt;div&gt;When I called my parents and sister in Victoria, they packed up and headed our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all took off work today and brought my niece Bella, to make sure she could meet her new cousin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know many families would do this, and everytime I see families step up in these situations, I think, "Well that's normal."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is that part where people says your life is about to change.  Now I don't doubt that, but I think the biggest thing that changes is the way you see life.  It is one thing to say you love your family, but to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;see love in action&lt;/span&gt; is the difference.  I saw that today and it means more now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are very blessed.  And to go back to why I feel like we love our family more.  My brother and his family are moving .1 mile down the road from us and we couldn't be happier.  To add to that, The Lee's are moving .5 miles down the road.  Awesome!  Now I know that this is not possible for every family, but the fact that we are making it possible for ours makes me feel like we're a little special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-5477730148351201196?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5477730148351201196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=5477730148351201196&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/5477730148351201196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/5477730148351201196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDw9XcergrI/AAAAAAAAABg/s_8zsz_wRLo/s72-c/photo-720922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-4497939514449901162</id><published>2008-05-27T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:06:01.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Epidural's are AMAZING.....when they work. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDwxacergqI/AAAAAAAAABY/eceZzQ7bxOU/s1600-h/photo-761814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDwxacergqI/AAAAAAAAABY/eceZzQ7bxOU/s320/photo-761814.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205089599724683938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;During my last post, I mentioned that Jessica was beginning to feel  &lt;br&gt;some pain on her left side.  Well the pain continued until about  &lt;br&gt;10:15.  So to give a brief timeline of jessica&amp;#39;s pain:  She received  &lt;br&gt;her first epidural at around 3:00 and felt great.  We both took a nap  &lt;br&gt;and about 5:15, she woke up because she started feeling pain again on  &lt;br&gt;her left side.  7:45ish she was given another dose of drugs that  &lt;br&gt;helped with the pain but she again started to feel a ton of pressure  &lt;br&gt;which again turned into pain.  I fell asleep on the couch, but her mom  &lt;br&gt;was here holding her hand the entire time I was out. Yea Mom!  When I  &lt;br&gt;came to, the doctors decided to redo her epidural.  This was about  &lt;br&gt;10:15.  Since then she has felt great and is now able to sleep.  She  &lt;br&gt;finally looks peaceful again.  Even though I think she looks  &lt;br&gt;beautiful, she disagrees  so I told her I wouldn&amp;#39;t post a picture of  &lt;br&gt;her until she is ready. What you are seeing in the picture is the  &lt;br&gt;monitor that shows the baby&amp;#39;s heartbeat (top), and&lt;br&gt;time of her contractions (bottom).  The big mountains are when she has  &lt;br&gt;the contractions, and the bold vertical lines are each minute.  As you  &lt;br&gt;can see she was having them about every three minutes.  So in other  &lt;br&gt;words, every three minutes she was having the worst pain she has ever  &lt;br&gt;felt. Thank God the epidural is working again, since then she hasn&amp;#39;t  &lt;br&gt;felt a thing. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-4497939514449901162?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4497939514449901162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=4497939514449901162&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/4497939514449901162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/4497939514449901162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/epidurals-are-amazingwhen-they-work.html' title='Epidural&apos;s are AMAZING.....when they work. :('/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDwxacergqI/AAAAAAAAABY/eceZzQ7bxOU/s72-c/photo-761814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-4887088803792727343</id><published>2008-05-27T06:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T06:19:44.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6:00 AM Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDvuUMergpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r4gGOIVQG_A/s1600-h/photo-784677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDvuUMergpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r4gGOIVQG_A/s320/photo-784677.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205015825071440530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well we have been here a little over 5 hours and have actually gotten  &lt;br&gt;some sleep now. In the picture you can see jessica laying next to the  &lt;br&gt;baby monitors and at the bottom of her bed is my awesome fold out bed.&lt;br&gt;The Lee&amp;#39;s have already been here to see how things are going, but  &lt;br&gt;being that things have slowed down for a while, they went to get some  &lt;br&gt;rest for the crazy day that lies ahead.&lt;p&gt;As for Jessica, she is now 5 cm dialated, and unfortunatly feeling the  &lt;br&gt;contractions on the left side if her body.  The nurse is checking on  &lt;br&gt;her to see whats going on, so hopefully that stops soon.&lt;p&gt;Either way, my parents and sister are close to being her now, and  &lt;br&gt;luckily my brother and Christin are already at our house.  I&amp;#39;ll post  &lt;br&gt;again soon so keep checking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-4887088803792727343?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4887088803792727343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=4887088803792727343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/4887088803792727343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/4887088803792727343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/600-am-update.html' title='6:00 AM Update'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDvuUMergpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r4gGOIVQG_A/s72-c/photo-784677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-8588252618820857885</id><published>2008-05-27T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:55:30.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDuwY8ergoI/AAAAAAAAABI/G7PvMja9-20/s1600-h/photo-730996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDuwY8ergoI/AAAAAAAAABI/G7PvMja9-20/s320/photo-730996.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204947736954897026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jessica woke me up this morning at midnight and let me know she thinks  &lt;br&gt;her water broke, and in typical Jessica style no mess was made.&lt;p&gt;So we called the pregnant hotline and they gave us the green light to  &lt;br&gt;make our way to the hospital.&lt;p&gt;Random stats from the night.&lt;br&gt;Got in the car at 12:34.&lt;br&gt;Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds - live at Luther College was in the cd  &lt;br&gt;player.&lt;br&gt;Got to the hospital at 12:47.&lt;br&gt;Jessica was 3 cm. dialated upon arrival.&lt;br&gt;More info to come.  Here is a picture of us entering the hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-8588252618820857885?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8588252618820857885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=8588252618820857885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/8588252618820857885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/8588252618820857885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-time.html' title='Its time!'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDuwY8ergoI/AAAAAAAAABI/G7PvMja9-20/s72-c/photo-730996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-6658530384711571489</id><published>2008-05-19T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:50:16.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Now your kid can be gangsta like us."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDJKed_5DSI/AAAAAAAAABA/f6DjRW7uZ4A/s1600-h/photo-716924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDJKed_5DSI/AAAAAAAAABA/f6DjRW7uZ4A/s320/photo-716924.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202302406875483426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This past Friday, we took the wind ensemble to play at the University  &lt;br&gt;of Houston, and even though I came back early, all the kids got to go  &lt;br&gt;to the Galleria before coming back. Either way, while they were there,  &lt;br&gt;three of our students, tuba players at that, decided to get a gift for  &lt;br&gt;my boy.&lt;p&gt;Now I did not get to see them until today, but as soon as they came in  &lt;br&gt;the band hall, they were so excited to give it to me.  The exact quote  &lt;br&gt;was &amp;quot;Mr. G, Mr. G, look what we got you.  Now your kid can be gansta  &lt;br&gt;like us!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;What an awesome group of guys Jay, Adrian, and Robert are.  Its not  &lt;br&gt;everyday our kids get to go to a mall like the galleria, and for them  &lt;br&gt;to be so excited and thoughtful to get a present for my son when I  &lt;br&gt;wasn&amp;#39;t even there, makes me speechless.   I&amp;#39;m not so sure it is  &lt;br&gt;something Jessica would have picked out, ok, I know its not, but she  &lt;br&gt;was so impressed with such a thoughtful gesture from my &amp;quot;gangsta&amp;quot; kids.&lt;br&gt;Thanks again guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-6658530384711571489?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6658530384711571489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=6658530384711571489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/6658530384711571489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/6658530384711571489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-your-kid-can-be-gangsta-like-us.html' title='&quot;Now your kid can be gangsta like us.&quot;'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SDJKed_5DSI/AAAAAAAAABA/f6DjRW7uZ4A/s72-c/photo-716924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-955167754109825055</id><published>2008-04-29T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:19:03.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking one for the team</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SBe6-Ooj_QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h9Jsy5OOxHA/s1600-h/photo-743950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SBe6-Ooj_QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h9Jsy5OOxHA/s320/photo-743950.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194826273438039298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So you know how you will see a great parking spot, and someone will  &lt;br&gt;say, &amp;quot;Hey, go lay in the spot while I go get my car.&amp;quot; No?  Haven&amp;#39;t  &lt;br&gt;heard that?  Well I say it all the time.  Either way, we went to eat  &lt;br&gt;at Olive Garden for Justin&amp;#39;s birthday and I did just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-955167754109825055?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/955167754109825055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=955167754109825055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/955167754109825055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/955167754109825055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/taking-one-for-team.html' title='Taking one for the team'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SBe6-Ooj_QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h9Jsy5OOxHA/s72-c/photo-743950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-510164128775685093</id><published>2008-04-19T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:36:20.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So apparently I couldn't hold it, or amy just spilled her beer on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SArIROT-p0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hwuz_R_BoAw/s1600-h/photo-780288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SArIROT-p0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hwuz_R_BoAw/s320/photo-780288.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191181718723143490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ok, I am at this Irish pub called called Fado on 4th street, drinking  &lt;br&gt;and having a good time, and Amy decides to spill her beer on me.  Here  &lt;br&gt;is a picture of my pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-510164128775685093?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/510164128775685093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=510164128775685093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/510164128775685093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/510164128775685093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-apparently-i-couldnt-hold-it-or-amy.html' title='So apparently I couldn&apos;t hold it, or amy just spilled her beer on me.'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SArIROT-p0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hwuz_R_BoAw/s72-c/photo-780288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-3553766450415597007</id><published>2008-04-18T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:51:25.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb but awesome brother stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAgrLqjE4MI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ox05SJaTmW4/s1600-h/photo-794245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAgrLqjE4MI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ox05SJaTmW4/s320/photo-794245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190446049944461506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So my brother RJ is currently living with us while his family is in &lt;br /&gt;transition in the move to the Austin area.  We haven't lived together &lt;br /&gt;for about 8 years and it is as fun now as it was then.&lt;br /&gt;For example, we play in a community band that me and my buddy Chris &lt;br /&gt;put together and we meet every Thursday.  Afterwards, we normally go &lt;br /&gt;to Plucker's for beer and good times.  We'll when we were leaving &lt;br /&gt;Plucker's tonight it was raining pretty good.  This is  normally not a &lt;br /&gt;big deal, but with Ralph's new job, he has to drive around with &lt;br /&gt;thousands of dollars of glasses with him.  It also means if he parks &lt;br /&gt;outside, he has to move his inventory inside.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say it would be a lot easier for him if he could park in &lt;br /&gt;my garage tonight so he wouldn't have to unload his car in the rain.  &lt;br /&gt;The only problem is that I would have to park outside be walk through &lt;br /&gt;the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Well I came up with the idea that he could only park inside the garage &lt;br /&gt;if once in the garage, he would have to go outside in the rain, and &lt;br /&gt;touch the street with his hand.  As dumb as this sounds, It was the &lt;br /&gt;random crap we used to do all the time back in Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of him soaking wet and about to to outside again &lt;br /&gt;to touch the street.  Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-3553766450415597007?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3553766450415597007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=3553766450415597007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/3553766450415597007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/3553766450415597007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-i-love-living-with-my-brother.html' title='Dumb but awesome brother stuff.'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAgrLqjE4MI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ox05SJaTmW4/s72-c/photo-794245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-1688864703517314761</id><published>2008-04-16T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:47:57.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthing Class part 3 - The revenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAauTajE4KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/imstcEjwhxE/s1600-h/photo-789598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAauTajE4KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/imstcEjwhxE/s320/photo-789598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190027269158264994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Jessica and I are in our 2nd birthing class which is supposed to &lt;br /&gt; be our third, but we missed the first one.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it is amazing to me how the human race has survived &lt;br /&gt;being that we have to go through the most violent of ways to enter &lt;br /&gt;this world.  All the pain, and screaming (from the mom and the &lt;br /&gt;baby), the blood and possibility of things tearing.  If all that is &lt;br /&gt;not bad enough someone thought it was a great idea for me to watch &lt;br /&gt;videos about all of it.&lt;br /&gt;While Shelly, our instructor, is awesome, she actually said "and now &lt;br /&gt;you get to watch someone giving birth to the placenta."  I was like, &lt;br /&gt;who gives birth to the what?  I know I just found out about this &lt;br /&gt;placenta business, but if you ask me the mom only gives birth to the &lt;br /&gt;baby, everything else is just "pushed out".  And again, why is it &lt;br /&gt;important that I see it.  It is not like the doctor is going of pass &lt;br /&gt;out, as well as all the nurses, and I have to man up and run the &lt;br /&gt;show.  Let's just hope everyhing works out and I get to stay both of &lt;br /&gt;the boarder.  Then again if Zach Morris can give to Mrs. Beldings baby in an elevator, I could probably do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-1688864703517314761?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1688864703517314761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=1688864703517314761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/1688864703517314761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/1688864703517314761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthing-class-part-3-revenge.html' title='Birthing Class part 3 - The revenge!'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAauTajE4KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/imstcEjwhxE/s72-c/photo-789598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377805713814823169.post-2417251651844106107</id><published>2008-04-15T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:22:47.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New mobile blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAVxCajE4JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/840oRa-p37o/s1600-h/photo-767931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAVxCajE4JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/840oRa-p37o/s320/photo-767931.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189678431914483858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So I decided to make a new blog that I might actually post on.  When I  &lt;br&gt;made our website, I thought I would post a lot on our blog, but after  &lt;br&gt;a year now Jessica is the only one who adds to it.&lt;br&gt;With this new blog, I can post from anywhere using my iPhone.  In  &lt;br&gt;theory, it should work great.  I always felt pressured to write a some  &lt;br&gt;thought provoking manifesto everytime I sat in front of my computer,  &lt;br&gt;but now that I&amp;#39;m posting from my phone, everyone will just expect a  &lt;br&gt;cool picture that I took and wanted to talk about it right then.  Plus  &lt;br&gt;it gives me another reason to play with my phone.  (Jessica just  &lt;br&gt;rolled her eyes as she read that.)&lt;br&gt;Either way, this blog will also let me communicate what&amp;#39;s going on,  &lt;br&gt;when Jessica goes into labor.  Our friends Niki and JR recently had a  &lt;br&gt;baby, and JR gave me this great idea on how he kept all their loved  &lt;br&gt;ones informed while Jag was being born.&lt;p&gt;Well I hope you enjoy reading about the random crap I see on a daily  &lt;br&gt;basis and being that I don&amp;#39;t have a particular photo to go along with  &lt;br&gt;this post, here is a cool pic I took with my iPhone of my niece and  &lt;br&gt;nephew on Easter.  They&amp;#39;re pretty cool, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8377805713814823169-2417251651844106107?l=damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2417251651844106107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8377805713814823169&amp;postID=2417251651844106107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/2417251651844106107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8377805713814823169/posts/default/2417251651844106107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damiansiphoneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-mobile-blog.html' title='New mobile blog.'/><author><name>Damian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07568634936613047703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlGxzeTEMTg/SAVxCajE4JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/840oRa-p37o/s72-c/photo-767931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
