DO YOU HUG IT OUT?

Well, do you? If you aren't yet, you should be. Don't let the swine flu scare you. Sometimes, bros just need to handle their business and squash some problems and hug it out. Check out my brother Jacob and cousin Nathan. Now that's a good hug out. Me and my 4 year nephew Zack seem to have a contentious relationship. But do you know how we make peace? That's right, hug it out. He smacks me for no reason, I push him and he falls down like he was shot, we hug it out. There is no problem hugging it out can't fix. Democrats and Republicans should hug it out. Hatfields and McCoys should hug it out. Utes and Coug...... wait, no.... hugging it out won't fix that one. So, the morale of the post is, you got a problem with someone, MAN UP, and hug it out.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes. It is my birthday. And it has been quite a day so far. First, I went to lunch with my Mommy. We went to The Macaroni Grill and had some pasta. It was just Ryan/Mommy time. We hugged it out too. It was very nice. Then, when I got back to my office, I found this. My wife, brothers, and sister conspired against me to do a big desk decoration. Check it out.

It's very easy to do work in all of this. Yes, I can do work.

Look how happy I am. It's like New Years!! I look super cute with a crown!!!

And to finish off the look, I got a ribbon. Who, who doesn't want to wear the ribbon???!!! Not me, I want to wear it. It says "It's my B-day". Yes, yes it is. And the crown? Well that says "Birthday Prince". Yup, I'm a prince. A very happy 31 year old prince. Anyway, thanks Linds, you got me.

On like Donkey Kong

So, twice now has my lovely sister Jennifer slammed me on her blog. First it was the Cure pics. I could live with that one. I did it willingly. But now Jen, you have crossed the line. So, Jennifer's reminicing got me thinking back. And I remembered her nickname in high school. Did you all know? None other than Big Bird. See the kids thought she looked like Mr. Bird. And I can see it. Can you?

THE CUTEST THING EVER!!!!!!

In the past, I have put so pretty cute things on this website, but this may be the thing that shuts it down for good. My wife took the kids to the zoo a couple of weeks ago, and from the pictures, you can tell they saw the baby elephant. Man oh man, that night, all I heard about was how cute that baby was. And I have about eighteen million pictures to prove it. Just look how cute that little guy is. I SAID LOOK.

DISNEYLAND

At the end of September, the Fam went to Disneyland. I can think of nowhere else that is more super, or more cute.

Emma bought herself a Donald Duck and carried the thing around the whole time. She would go up to the other characters to take a picture, and hand it to them for some reason. Haven't figured that one out yet.




And look at the Kiddies holding hands. That is the cutest thing I have ever seen.

And nothing like a family picture with a codfish.

BRAZA CUP CHAMPION

What is that you ask? Well, for the past few years, me and my dear ole daddy have had a ongoing tennis match. It basically lasts from Spring until it gets to cold and they take down the nets in the Fall. We play a set at a time, and whoever ends up with the most sets won at the end of the season is the winner. Well, to spice it up a bit, we also play for lunch at our favorite eatery, Braza, Land of Meat (well that is what I call it). So, over time, the tennis match has hence become, The Braza Cup Championship.

Starting this season, I thought it would be best to commemerate the championship with some sort of trophy as well. I got the idea from Jake. He won our fantasy baseball league and got a sweet bobblehead trophy for doing so. I started to think about that, and thought I could fashion my own bobblehead, paint is gold, screw a bone onto its head, (you know, for the meat aspect) and call it good. But then I was reading a story online where a gentlemen went to a sports memorabilia show and said they have all kinds of old trophies that would be used for the championship trophy of a fantasy league. This got me thinking, I could go to a sports show, and find one of those cool plates or something, that tennisers get. Then I thought to myself, "Ryan, why not just check out Ebay, your favorite place for useless crap?" Myself then told me "Yes, that is a very good idea." So I checked out Ebay.

I searched "tennis championship trophy" and the first thing that came up is this.

How awesome is that? Now, it didn't say Braza Cup Champion, but go figure, a BOBBLEHEAD TENNIS GUY! I bought that thing so fast my computers head spun, if that is possible. It was 5 bucks, and I got the inscription for free! I had to go to the post office to pick it up on Friday, and this picture is right after I got out of the post office and send a copy of it to my Dad.

Now, here he sits, at my desk, in all his glory. I named him Roberto, (you know, Braza, Spanish, whatever). Anyway, here Roberto sits, knowing his correct place in the world. At my desk, the two time Braza Cup Champ. Hopefully three time at the end of the Fall. Because now I have more competition. Jake wants in, and with a prize like this, really, who wouldn't. But for now he is mine, and anytime I feel a little bit sad, I tap his little head, Roberto does a little dance, and I smile on the inside and out. RYAN, THE BRAZA CUP CHAMP. THE CHAMP IS HERE!

ADDIE'S PARTY, RYAN'S VERSION

If you follow both mine and Jen's blog, you already know that it was Addie's 3 birthday party on Sunday. Well, I am sure that you may have read the sanitary, pasteurized version Jen posted. Well, I am not here to sanitize your life. You get the cold, hard, super cute facts here with this ground breaking blog. So here it is. I dared Show (Jake) to do the slip and slide. As you can see, he obliged. I also gave Mike a chair shot, and got permission from my Grandma Gourley to give Jake the double chair shot. (That didn't happen, but I have permission.) We then had a good ole Gourley Cub shirt a thon. Everyone tried it on. Addie, Darce, Jake, and me. Yes, that is me in my Teton shirt, Zach's Cub shirt, a sambrero, and Darce's pink hat. I kind of look like a fruity bandito, (not that there is anything wrong with that). Over all, a pretty good party. On the way home, Emma asked, "when is Addie having another birthday. Can we come again next week? Yeah?" Now if that doesn't fit into the super cute mold, I might as well shut this thing down.

ps. Tammie, are you happy now? It's been updated and no work posts.