I apologize to everyone that hasn't received email responses or updates from me over the last week. Like I said, the good news is that I'm back now and ready to get rolling again. 
Also in my absence, the Colts handed the Patriots a sweet defeat. I'm not going to lie, I really thought that New England had us beat (stupid Patriots), but then Bill BelliCHEAT gave us a great gift (stupid Billicheat). Look at our crew above....we make this look good.
India suited up over the weekend in her camouflage overalls. What does this mean? Well, for me it means another person who will out hunt me once she can pull back a bow. And, the potential for dad to profit from a prime time TV series showing her on various hunts. I can smell the money already! Also, she is zombie-dragging herself across the floor now. It's not quite a crawl, but she is working on it. Sarah keeps saying, "any day now she'll be crawling", but it hasn't happened yet. She may just go directly to walking....or better yet, running. In which case, she will immediately begin training to become America's fastest female marathoner......again, I can smell the money coming in from all the endorsements. I wonder if Asics would sponsor a 5 year old marathoner?
When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is the beginning of the end of any nation.
You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it. 
As you can see from this picture, John and I were doing our best to pick up ladies that were way out of our league. But, let's be honest, as the night wears on and the "liquid wing man" kicks in, all bets are off. At midnight, the ladies think John and I both look like Brad Pitt. 
India got to pick out a "baby" pumpkin to chew on while we were there and she played in the corn room. 
And, as the Pigg family, we were required to put our faces in the Three Little Pigs cutouts. We rock!
Grandpa and Grandma Edwardson also got in on the action. We are lucky to have people meet us when we are out, because it's hard to get good pictures, eat, or do the simple tasks when their are just the three of us. 
We'll be around trick-or-treating next week. With any luck, The Great Pumpkin will visit us this year and bring India lots of candy. As she is only 7 months old, she can't eat candy. So, as her father, I will be forced to indulge in whatever treats she gets. India (i.e. Dad) is picky, so don't go cheap on us and make it something chocolate! 
We're not just three pretty faces.....we know insurance too!
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At what point do kids get teeth? We are at 7 months....and still no teeth. She's struggled eating the pizza that I give her without teeth. It will be nice when they come in, so I can teach her how to open bottles with them.
Note the lawn furniture that's on top of the garage....nice touch.
As reigning King of the Forest, I can tell you that you might not want to know what's really out there....watching you. Keep your eyes open for the big cats that run around in your woods....they are out there.
This cat is truly an elusive animal and very beautiful. You don't see many of them and you rarely have a shot on one. With deer season just one short day away, I thought this would fire up some of the hunters who will be heading out to bag a trophy. 
Apparently anyone can start for Miami these days. The newest addition to the team is "Dangerous" Dana Edwardson. I'd be careful boys, it looks like she's packing (if you know what I mean!).
What do you do as soon as you get to Tulsa Oklahoma? You go directly to Drysdales and buy a pair of cowboy boots. That's right.....it's state law. I just found out. 
Neil and Dillard insisted that I get a pair, so I obliged. I've never in my life wore cowboy boots. But, I got a good deal due to a tent sale and I had to have something to wear for Saturday's festivities. What are Saturday's festivities??? I have no idea. 
You might be from West T if your main means of transportation has to be under 50cc's so you don't have the have a drivers license.....since you lost it after your second DUI anyway.
For those of you who don't know, South Haven is in Michigan. It sits on Lake Michigan. It's a very laid back place to visit. If you like small specialty shops and walking the beach, this could be the place for you. The beach house we stayed in was really nice. The owners did a great job when they built it and we had everything we needed to stay happy during our stay (a kit to make s'mores, two nice restrooms for the Edwardson side, a fire pit, rocking chairs, poker chips, and cable to watch football on Sunday). 
I burnt through about 2 quarts of ice cream and a ton of other good food during out stay...so, for me, it was a good vacation. Our major events included going to Paw Paw for a wine festival, the beach, and going fishing. I'm pretty sure that I out fished (or out talked) everyone on the fishing trip. Sometimes it's tough to be this good.
I really like this lot and I was hoping that we would get it someday. It connects to the other 40 acres in the Pigg Compound.
We are having a great time here in South Haven. We arrived Thursday afternoon after a decent drive over --- only about 6 hours including stopping to crank it out at Crackerbarrel. 
We went out for a nice dinner at Clementines our first night and then shut it down. Friday morning we headed over to the beach to check out the ladies. Me and my two ladies (here at the beach in front of the lighthouse) had a pretty good time at the beach. This was India's first trip to the beach. The water was freezing, but she loved it. I'll have some video later. 
The weekend went pretty well. Sarah took me out for a birthday dinner at Cheeseburger in Paradise. It was mixture of birthday/anniversary festivities. I had one of their signature drinks, which was quite tasty (thanks for the recommendation Zach!). After that, we went a played a quick game of cards at Grandma Rita's. Not a bad Friday night. Sarah ditched me again, so I had to get a ride home with John and Thom. Ridiculous. She was asleep when I got home, so the birthday/anniversary festivities were officially over.
I've had several people tell me pretty honestly that I married up. No question, Sarah is too good for me. She is a beautiful wife and I am very lucky to have her. Trust me, I've sat around a lot and thought about why she would be with a hoser like me....and then out of nowhere it clicked...it could be 1) my dashing good looks, or 2) my great body, or 3) my super intelligence, or 4) my knowledge of UFC and insurance...........come to think of it, I'm the total package! I have it all. Sarah is lucky to have me. I could be some lucky lady's trophy husband one day. 
We had a great trip the Indiana State Fair this year. I cranked out a huge plate of loaded cheese fries and some nice chocolate and peanut butter fudge. And, I got a refillable root beer mug that treated me pretty well. Sarah went with a lemon shakeup that was 10 times better than the one we had a the fair in Terre Haute.
We had a few good highlights from this years Fair. First, how about the "Pigs in the Mud" ---- chocolate covered bacon. For $5 you could get two chocolate covered strips of bacon. What a deal! Can anyone explain to me while we're all so fat?
Another highlight.....a thousand pound sculpture made of pure cheese. Come on, how can you not appreciate something like this? Can you imagine how big of a grilled cheese sandwich you could make? Can you imagine how many days it would before you became regular again after eating it? 
Perhaps my favorite display at the fair was the sand sculpture showing a "provocative" scene (to put it lightly. Look at the above picture and tell me that you don't see the sand rising up at a certain part of the males body...tell me you don't see the lady casually sitting by (dressed in her short skirt) checking it out. Also, you may want to up-size this picture and see Sarah in the background pointing out the display. 
The kid was probably the biggest winner from this years fair. Look at her, she's crazy. She is just like her dad and eats this stuff up. I can't wait until she is a little older and chubby like I was and has a mullet like I had, so I can take her to the fair and share a corn dog, a lemon shakeup, and a good conversation about why you should go to college in order to avoid being a carnie. 
Let the madness begin again! 
Look at this chunker! We just started her on cereal and she loves it.
She eats like a wild animal when we get the cereal in front of her (this reinforces the idea that this might actually be my kid.....blood tests are still pending). It's pretty comical to watch the feeding frenzy every night before bedtime. 
"You cannot legislate the poor into prosperity by legislating the wealthy out of prosperity. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is the beginning of the end of any nation. You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it." 
DeAnna, Clint, Emma, and Isaac's house is looking pretty good. It's been a long process, but everything came out great! I'll have interior pictures later this week.
Makayla and Sadie walked the runway again this year and did a great job. The outfits they made were pretty cool and they both walked away with ribbons. This could be their calling.
Let's be serious though. There are only two real reasons that people go to the fair, 1) to get carnie food and a lemon shake-up, and 2) to see the pigs, cows and crazy goats. 
Just to fill you in, India and I had a lemon shake-up and an order of loaded cheese/bacon/chive/sour cream/more cheese fries. They rocked! And, I paid a little over $13 for them both. Who ever said that I was cheap?.jpg)
I forget the name of this style of font (I need some help here from somebody???), but you can read the tattoo as two different words depending upon how you look at it. If you read it upside down, it can say something else....i.e. "For Life" and "Til Death". This is the first time that I've seen this. It's pretty cool. 
Mary also got a pretty sweet bracelet tattoo (that I don't have pictures of yet). More to come on this. 
Is Tom getting a massage or a tattoo here?
Not bad for a West Terre Haute kid! Troy "Hands" Weber apparently caught some good hands and had action when he needed it.
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Somer (shown here in a classic pose) will be going in to have the new kid at 5pm today. She'll be at the Taj Majal of hospitals....Community North in Indianapolis. Our local hospitals are bad, but Community North makes our local hospitals look the back alley clinic that you go to if you have an unfortunate accident when you're in Tijuana, Mexico. .JPG)
Congratulations to the men in green. Great season!
Can anyone tell me how my picture winds up in random newspaper articles? Maybe they thought that I was Derek Jeter???
Respect the hand......or pay the price. 
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Yesterday our Club (the Terre Haute Breakfast Optimist's) had the great honor of recognizing Trooper Kris Fitzgerald of the Indiana State Police with the 2009 Kevin Artz Outstanding Law Enforcement Officer of the Year Award.
Last week we went to visit Granny at the nursing home. We finally were able to get a 5 generations photo that included Granny, Grandma Rita, Dad, myself, and India. Granny looked good and was her usual witty self. Amazingly, Dad even smiled for a few of the shots. 
Tina serving it up HOT!
Ride it Barbara!
Jaclyn trying to whistle a tune during the adult egg hunt
Sadie coloring Easter eggs and dipping her entire hand in the dye.
The first Pigg Family Easter picture (with India).
Makayla, Isaac, Emma, Sadie, Denny, & Lily
India napping in her Easter dress
Daniel during the adult egg hunt
Lily hunting eggs in her "pigg" outfit!
This will be a joyous time for Sarah and I next year, as we'll get another great tax deduction! Finally the kid will start showing some return on investment.
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The Pigg Family made history again last week as we made the trek to Indianapolis. This was India's first trip of any distance. It was a four day event that started with me in class for three days and then taking a Certified Risk Manager test and then ended with Sarah, India and I heading over to Somer and Brian's to help them put down new flooring in then kitchen, foyer and laundry room. 
We have day 2 of tournament action today. Kansas will be in action against powerhouse North Dakota State. I'm predicting an early exit for North Dakota State. On a similar subject....what happened to Illinoise last night (that's right, I pronounced is Illi-Noise!). They left the tournament quicker than OJ Simpson leaving the crime scene. They looked worse than AIG's fourth quarter numbers.
Here are a couple more photos for those who have been asking...
India and Sarah are both doing great. We should be able to go home by tomorrow morning. Thank you all for your support, gifts and prayers. We are very excited to have the new addition.
We finally made it! At 9:21 this evening, we had a beautiful baby girl. She is 6 lbs. 12 ounces and 20 1/2 inches long. It was a long day for Sarah and baby, but everything went great. It's around 1:30am now so I'm going to make this a short post and try to contact everyone tomorrow to tell them the good news. We are exhausted!
To my surprise and delight, I found out that they were not here for me though. It's looking like the authorities will never take me down...because I rock!
It took a major event to wake me up and get me writing...it was last night when I saw a middle-aged woman walk by with one of the sweetest mullets I have ever seen. She had 1980's style hair that was a foot thick with the business in the front and the party in the back. I didn't have my camera available....and for that I am sorry. 
In case you're wondering, I'm talking about the Taco Casita Stimulus event held at Taco Casita from 11am to 2pm today. Check out my lunch above...it's the usual....King Sancho - Hot and Wet - with a money shot of sour cream. There is only one word to describe it.....beautiful. 
How about this picture.....it's the Con (connoisseur) showing off his Taco Casita t-shirt. We were lucky to have him in our presence today. His following is on his Facebook group "All Things Casita" is unbelievable. 
Check out the skill that they use to get such a great photo. Somer places herself perfectly in the shot, as Brian takes a brilliant photo. The untrained eye would only see Somer smiling in front of a fleet of cars. But to the Mullet Connoisseur, you can see the "curly mullet" standing over Somer's right shoulder. Nice work! 
And, as if that wasn't good enough....check out the "Mullet Protector" that this lady is wearing. I think it's one of Billy Mays' products. I'm sure she bought it at 3 AM from an infomercial.
Lily had a great party at a "jump and play" place on Saturday afternoon. Pizza was ordered, so I probably had the best time of anyone. She turned one year old and did the traditional dive into the cake and destroy your outfit thing. It's always funny to see crazy kids do that. My kid will not be allowed, as I do not want her to mess up her outfit. If she does, it will have to be paid for out of her piggy bank.
Unfortunately, I gave Sarah a horrible gift this year. She got the cold/flu that I had last week. We stayed in downtown Indy on Saturday night and attempted to go to P.F. Chang's. (Sarah had her heart set on it --- you can see her excitement in the picture above) Being a great husband, I had made no reservations and thus, after we were advised that there was an hour and a half wait, we promptly walked next door and ate at Champps. It was still pretty good, but Sarah only ate a few bites. I, on the other hand, ordered the Mile High Ice Cream Pie and they had to roll me out of there after I was done.
Happy Birthday to you both!
Sarah is 37 weeks now. She keeps commenting on how much weight she has gained (its all in her belly) and how she looks horrible, but I think she looks beautiful. I'm lucky to have her!
We got a little snow out at our place. The weatherman called it 10 inches, but the drift outside of our house was a lot closer to 18 inches and deeper in spots. (the weather guy doesn't know what he's talking about anyway).
Dax enjoyed all of the snow, but after about 10 minutes in it, he was ready for his warm bed again. 
Lily and Sarah both have birthdays coming up on February 6th. Lily wants a new 42" flat screen. Sarah wants a new dresser and a better looking husband..jpeg)
Here are a few of Lily's latest pics. Crazy kids. 
The kid is almost done. We are about 6 weeks away from what I will now refer to as "D-Day". Mom and baby are both doing great so far. Sarah looks like she could pop already though. At last check, Baby Pigg was 3 lbs. 10 oz. (that was last week). Sarah and I are thinking that she may come out a chunker. 
By the way, did you know that the government earmarks $49 million for the inauguration. I enjoyed the recent comment from a spokeswoman for the joint congressional committee on inaugural ceremonies. It went like this, "We are always very budget conscious. But we are sending a message to the entire world about our peaceful transition of power, and you do not want it to look like a schlock affair. It needs to be appropriate to the magnitude of events that it is." Well, I don't know about you, but after hearing that comment, I feel a lot better about spending $160 million on the event. If the government would have just mentioned up front that they were being "budget conscious" then I would never have went on this rant.
Christmas was another success. Santa came and went and we got some cool stuff. We are thankful once again that made it through another year and had a great time with all of our family. With that being said, I can't wait until we have our house built so we can host Christmas and possibly New Years. It's been my dream to not have to leave the house for Christmas. 
It will probably come as no surprise that I got a stocking full of coal again. I'm used to it. The joke will be on Santa in a few years when gas prices are sky high and he's looking for an alternative fuel source for his sleigh.....and I'm sitting on a fortune in coal that I've amassed over the years.....sucker!
Answer: An apartment up in flames. 
Ah, Christmas 2009....one to remember. We went to Genny and Randy's in the morning. Then we hustled over to my sisters to meet my family. Then we headed over to my Grandma's. Exhausted, we finally made it home at 7:00 pm. The phone rings at 7:02....I don't answer it. The person leaves a voice mail. 2 minutes later Sarah's phone rings and her brother tells her that he thinks the apartments are on fire. She laughs (mainly because he lives in one of them) and she thinks it's another one of his pranks. She hangs up and then tells me the story. I grab my phone and call back the person that just left me a message. He tells me that he's standing back watching flames shoot 30 feet over the apartments. I put on some old clothes and throw the pregnant lady in the car. We pull up to find complete madness. Bolton Road is entirely blocked off. Fire trucks are everywhere with lights strobing. (this was the first time that I had the best Christmas lights in the area). Firemen are on the roof and in the road hosing the place down. My phone starts ringing off the hook from people calling to tell me about what I'm looking at. I make it up front and talk to a couple of the renters. I'm told that everyone made it out alright; so I have that going for me....which is nice. As I'm milling around, I hear a random "Hey ----sucker". I spin around and see Roush in full firefighter gear covered in soot. We have a small laugh and then I'm given the low down on how the fire may have started: Option 1: the tenant had a massive pile of cords plugged in together and she mentioned that she "felt it getting really hot" a few days before the fire, or, Option 2: the tenant may have lit a cigarette and then sat it down....she can't remember. She was home when the fire started and apparently tried to put it out with a few buckets of water before calling the fire department. To cap off the night, I had to sit and watch the building for several hours after the fire department left to make sure it didn't start back up and burn the rest of the apartments. It looks like I may have to take three of the apartments down to the ground before I can rebuild. Once again, Karma is kicking me in the crotch. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Sadly, our beloved pal has had enough with life and is turning to the bottle for answers. I ran into Pooh out by our property last weekend and noticed that he had a crazy look in his eyes and smelled of Jim Beam. He kept ranting about when life was good....when he had all the honey that he could eat and all lady bears that he could handle. Now, his life is in shambles. He lost his job and everything he owned during the actors strike. His fortunes from his early career were spent on boozing and women bears (he had a thing for pandas). If only he would have taken my advice and invested some of it. 
