Erin has asked that I take to some time to contribute to our blog. Apparently the blog was feeling neglected by me and mentioned to her that it would be nice if I would spend some time with it. I guess I have been too busy golfing and eating out at work to notice my obvious neglect.

To clear a few things up:

1. I have only golfed twice at my job in the two months that I have worked there.
2. We do eat out everyday but I am forcing myself to eat salads so that I don't really enjoy it and it still feels like work.
3. I am not comfortable with my man boobs being posted on the world wide web for every weirdo out there to see.

I would also like to recount a horrific experience I had last night. After we returned home from a night of pumpkin carving and baby talk with Adam and Julie Newhouse, I was feeling a little under the weather. I decided to take some NyQuil and put myself to bed early. Erin stayed awake to do the things she does before she goes to bed.

As I was lying there in my sedated stupor I was suddenly awakened by an aggressive female intruder. I instantly thought about Erin and her safety, but it became very clear that I was the one the intruder was after.

I didn't know what the intruder wanted or who she was. But I did know that she was trying to force some sticky, potent substance into my mouth and nose. I fought the intruder with all my might, but I eventually had to succumb as she overpowered me in my weakened state.

When I finally gave up and considered myself a dead man, the intruder tore open the chest of my shirt and rubbed the goo all over my body. I laid there thinking, was Erin next? What was this stinky stuff? Why did the intruder continue to tell me this would make me all better? And why did she put Vics Vapor Rub in my mouth?