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Posted on December 17, 2011 - by

Grace Anne

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They say that having a baby changes your life, your whole mindset.  I haven’t felt it yet.

Grace Anne had the cord wrapped around her neck when she was born.  There was a brief moment of tension in the delivery room and Mommy got really worried.  There were a group of nurses swarmed around her and they kept up a steady chatter about, well working women stuff, I don’t know, so I didn’t get worried  I figured if they stopped talking it would be time to get worried, but that never happened.  Soon enough the moment passed and baby was fine.  Later I was told that it had been pretty bad, but ignorance is bliss.

Anyway, later I took Grace Anne to the nurses baby factory and sat there.  There was another guy there and we sat kind of uncomfortably in the road while they washed, weighed, scrubbed and sorted babies.  I thought about crying, but I couldn’t think of a reason to cry and I really didn’t want to anyway, so I didn’t.

Grace Anne is almost four months old now, and growing like a weed, or an apprentice sumo wrestler.  She is a gorgeous little baby, in the most, I don’t know how to put this, generic way, like she could be the baby picture on the box of diapers or the play-swing packaging or baby food.  She has a huge smile and likes to look out of the corners of her eyes when she’s smiling.  I think maybe she looks a little bit like me when she does that.

I can point to features of her face that are Bonnie’s, like her nose or her little chin.  From a distance she looks like her sister did at that age.  Other people think they can point to features that are mine.  But most of us agree that she doesn’t distinctly look like either of us.  As her Grandpa John says “she just looks like her little self.”

I sure love her a whole bunch.  I got to be in charge of her the other day, and we had a big time.  We had two big messes in our pants, but we got ‘em cleaned up and were happy after that.

But I never had like a big moment, with rays of light or harps or whatever in the hell you’re supposed to have.  I’ve never been a big moment guy, I can’t really point to any big moment like that.  Maybe I have big moment envy.

Maybe I didn’t have a big moment at the birth because Mom brought so many of the little critters home when I was a kid.  I wasn’t at any of the births besides my own, but every couple of years Mom brought a kid home.  It’s been a few years back now (the youngest is finally in high school) but I remember it well.  I didn’t change as many diapers as one would have thought, but I knew how and what to expect.  I heard little babies scream, fed bottles of milk, burped them, almost everything you had to do with a baby, I had done.

But still, I wanted a big moment, dammit.

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Posted on December 16, 2011 - by

I’m Back

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This is the fourth or fifth reappearance of me on my website.  I will try to make it permanent.

I spent the last nine months working in the Bakken Oilfield.  Talk about the Wild West, criminitly!  But I quit about a week ago and am now hopefully between jobs.  So in the meantime I’ve been being the family man.

And what a family it’s becoming.  Bonnie and I welcomed our second child, Grace Anne into the world on August 23rd of this year.  Grace Anne fell in between cousins Veronica ? Trask, born in April, and Elizabeth Renata Bruch, born in October.  All three baby girls, and three others got to meet each other at my birthday party last Saturday.  And on my actual birthday, the Matt Trask family attended Patty Joe’s first ever Christmas recital in Faith.

Today, me and Jimmy and Bobby did some remodeling on the new living room.  And now I’m waiting for my brother Austin to show up so that we can practice music for Christmas Eve Mass.  Bunny Nose (that’s what we call Grace Anne, I think I started it) is crying and Patty Joe is asking me why she doesn’t have a nickname.

It’s every bit as much fun as I ever thought it would be.  See you tomorrow.

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Posted on November 25, 2010 - by

Happy Thanksgiving

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So I’ve been married a little over two months now.  After getting all the hay hauled into the place, I took some of the wedding money and bought a chainsaw.  I then spent the next two weeks cutting firewood for the two houses, reasoning that I should get a bunch cut before the snow hit.

The snow hit Sunday night.  And then the cold hit.  Now we dress in miniature houses when we go outside.  You can’t turn your head more than thirty degrees to either side, can’t raise your arms parallel with your shoulders, can’t step higher than six inches, and the cold is still unbearable.

But we got the cows in close to the house, we have all the hay home, we have a big woodpile (not big enough, I now realize) and my mother-in-law and I winterized my house yesterday.  Bonnie got me an early birthday/Christmas present; a J Crew black leather coat to wear for good.

Today is Thanksgiving and my mother-in-law’s birthday.  This morning we all had a red beer, and now the Mr. and Mrs. Hubba and little Hubbette are going to the Pat Trask residence for Thanksgiving.  Tomorrow is Tom and Becky’s wedding rehearsal, and Saturday, the former Sr. Maria Magdalena of Christ Crucified, Rebeccah Joan Trask, will become Mrs. Tom Bruch.

So I’ve got three days of parties to look forward to, a new coat to wear to all of them and plenty of wood on the fire.  So Bring It, Old Man Winter.

Happy Thanksgiving y’all.

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Posted on September 28, 2010 - by

I DID

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On Saturday, September 18th, I got married.

Of course we had been headed that way for some time, but we spent a great deal of that time deliberating about just how to go about it.  We finally decided to get married at St. Anthony’s Catholic Church in Red Owl and hold our reception at the historic Marcus Hall in Marcus.  We further decided to buy a whole pig and roast it over a fire just like in the Bocephus song.  After searching for the proper musical entertainment we hired friend Joe Beug to dj the dance.

I had decided long ago that I would go to town and buy a business suit when I got married.  So in August I went to Seeley’s Mens Wear in Rapid City (more…)

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Posted on July 9, 2010 - by

Brownie the Wonder Pony

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When I got home from haying yesterday afternoon, Patty Joe wanted to go for a pony ride.  I told Patty that I had to take a shower and shave, and if she was good, we’d go in an hour or so.

I got the shower took and was shaving when Bonnie called.   I hadn’t talked to her for a day or two so we had a long chat.  Two and a half hours later I went to get Patty for her pony ride.  The time lapse could be important in this story.

We couldn’t find Brownie the ancient Shetland pony anywhere.  Finally Grandma suggested that we check in the shop.  Sure enough she was in the shop.  Patty chased her out to me and I caught her.

We’ve been in and out of the shop quite a bit lately, and haven’t taken (more…)

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