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Well it has been a while since my last post and a lot has transpired. Let's see... Ezra turned two, we celebrated Easter, I passed my 'comps' and now am an ABD (all put dissertation), we painted our house (thanks nonno!), the most pro-abortion president is scheduled to receive an honorary law degree from the most prestigious Catholic University in American, I will be teaching my first full course in the fall (Professor Meloche...it has nice ring, does it not?)and Manuela is pregnant. Having successful negotiated the comps, hopefully, I will will have a wee bit more free time to write and post more often. Until then...

real men wear pink...and a tutu?

Wondering why her precious children were so silent, Manuela peeked into the living room to find Ezra adorned in Mila's pink ballet outfit. Manuela found this so cute she busted out the camera to record the event. Of, course I had a different take on the event. After watching the footage I promptly went out and bought my boy a new truck, a toy gun and the complete Jon Wayne DVD series.

Drummer Girl

On the 7th Day of Christmas...

the Blogmaster gave to me...7 jpeg images of the Meloche family Chistmas...

The Good Life...

Dear fellow Christian soldiers,
Before the Christmas Octavive began, the family and I went across the state for a vacation on the Alantic coast. Like Meville's Ishmael, I to am called to the sea...the ocean feels like home. Here are few pics.

The Intellectual Life

friends,
...like others, I am sure you are wondering how a quasi-professional intellectual, who is neither a professional nor an intellectual spends his day. I assure you it is one of active inactivity. To saturate your curiosity allow me to give a sample day.
I hop out of bed at the crack of dawn (not by choice, rather to placate the screams of one of my children who have been screaming for the past half hour). At 6:30 on the nose I have my cup of extra fort coffee, English muffin with BP and a splash of OJ. After brushing my teeth and throwing the kids some crackers I read something light to get the intellectual juices flowing, perhaps on of Plato's dialogues. At 9 I take a nap until noon. Then comes lunch.
I have what ever the kids are eating, normally baby back rips, parsnips and a side of grits. After lunch i take a nap until 2; then I read something medieval - preferably some St. Thomas and if Manuela is busying saving the world, i will either read something from the Reformation period or watch "Judge Judy". After that I brush my teeth and take a nap until 5:30. 5:30 is my favorite time of the day - cocktail hour. We each have a pint of dark lager and discuss how the neighbour hood is going to pot.
At six we have our big meal, apple slices, a cheese stick and 2 saltines. At 6:35 we pray the rosary - all 5 decades on our knees - for the salvation of all our pagan friends. At 7 I have my pipe. At 7:26 I brush my teeth. At 7:30 read something light to the kids...usually some Kant. By eight the kids are sound asleep. At 8:02 me and Manuela stare at each other... At 8:11 I have my second pipe, brush my teeth once more, thank God for the productive day and fly to slumber land, eagerly looking forward to what thrills the next day has in store for me.
And now I must be off...
Oh, and here are some recent pics...

Mila's Birthday

Well, our lil'Mila turned three yesterday. Hard to believe...(wiping away a tear)...it won't be long until she flees the nest too enter some contemplative religious order. Oh, how the time flies.
Here are a few pics of Mila's "princess" party. All the princess' had a grand ol'time, and so to did the dragon, viz., Ezra, who, like a good dragon, felt it his duty to terrorize all the little princess'.