The Journal of Phillip Grant - Jan 2

Vanessa is taking advantage of her time off work to write a biography of Ernesto Hunter.  I keep watch over my sweetie, I don't want her to stress herself.

Caveman build fire. Cook meat for woman.  (laugh)

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Dec 30

Vanessa has not been feeling too well the last few days. We both know what this means now.

It wasn't long before Vanessa confirmed we are going to have another baby. God, she looks even more adorable pregnant than she usually does.

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Dec 27

Vanessa finally went back to work. She's still pretty low on the scale at the local newspaper.  She should start really finding herself though, she's working on a second book and her writing is improving beyond belief.

Of course, I try to tell her this stuff but she doesn't want to listen to me. She thinks I might not be an impartial judge.  She is the most beautiful and talented woman to walk the planet, how can you argue with plain facts?

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Dec 23

Our view from the house

Is pretty spectacular. There is something so calming about watching water.

I decided to spend a bit more time with my remaining elder relatives.

Uncle Jack had been devastated by the loss of his brothers. He must be in work clothes, while my elder relatives don't have extremely great fashion sense, it is better than this.

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Dec 20

That's Corey, the gnome I bought at the consignment store. But how did he get here? I left him by the mailbox. I'm sure I left him by the mailbox. Weird.

I met up in the park with Dad and Uncle Rick. I wasn't to know it at the time, it's the last time I'll see either of them. I fear that the Reaper has been after my older relatives now.

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Dec 15

Last time I wrote, I had discovered that my big brother Sammy and his wife Malia were expecting a new baby. I invited Malia home and Mom just loved finding that she had a new grandchild on the way.

As it turned out, Sammy wasn't the only sibling of mine working on more grandchildren. Eric found out he was going to be a daddy again too. The Shrimp will no longer be the only child in the house.

He's actually quite a nice kid. But there's not a lot of room in this place for more and I did tell Dad that it's getting to be time for Vanessa and I to move out.

Before we do, we should take care of one more thing.

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Dec 8

Eric bought new sheets for the beds downstairs.  I hope the Shrimp finds them funny and not scary.  They don't look scary to me but he is a bit young for a design of monsters.

I decided to have a night at the Bistro.  If I had timed it a bit differently, I could have sat with Dad who was on his way in when I was going out.  It was another nice dinner but not nearly as divine as my previous meal.