daddy's gonna eat your fingers

HELLO!
It's been a while.
My house is well on its way to being back to healthy!
No mudbutt for two days! Keep your fingers crossed for me that we actually get a bit of a break from being sick.





DADDY'S GONNA EAT YOUR FINGER (a joke for you)

I was packing for my business trip (no, not ME.. pay attention. This is a joke remember?) and my three year old daughter was having a wonderful time playing on the bed. At one point she said,'Daddy, look at this' , and stuck out two of her fingers. Trying to keep her entertained, I reached out and stuck her tiny fingers in my mouth and said, 'Daddy's gonna eat your fingers,' pretending to eat them. I went back to packing, looked up again and my daughter was standing on the bed staring at her fingers with a devastated look on her face. I said, 'What's wrong, honey?' She replied, 'What happened to my booger?'

LOL...

have a great weekend~!

Keep your eyes open and your cameras out! you never know what you may see!

And remember, I'm fantastic!

Fake pregnancy update

I'd like to thank everyone for all your support during this faux pregnancy I find myself in. It has really meant the world to me. If you don't know what I am talking about, shame on you for not doing your homework. Yes, my past posts are worth reading people. Some of my funnier stuff is buried deep in my archives. So, if you are out of the loop, Click here to get caught up

So, an update. I am doing well. As expected. I am saturated in awesome right? so of course this fake pregnancy is just completely awesome too. I am in my 30th week now, according to Phats. My due date should be May 31st.

It's weird, this pregnancy. Not like my last two. I had heartburn horribly with both Crofton and Everett. I used to eat Tums in my sleep. But not this time. Nope. No heartburn here! It's almost like I'm just not pregnant at all. In fact, if it wasn't for Phats dropping the pregnancy bomb, I may have actually missed it all together.

You may be wondering how Mr.Shife is doing through all of this. Well, quite frankly, so am I. So I asked him. He honestly is just the perfect fake father for this fake virtual bastard love child that doesn't exist. When I asked him if he had anything to add to this post, he ever so sweetly said "I've got nothing. Sorry." Sorry? See? Isn't he just the best? Man I fake love him. Fer reals yo.

So, here is the latest belly shot I have for you. Nice of me, I know. You're welcome. But I have to be honest, I'm a little stressed thinking about the looming labor. I'm picturing the labor to be extremely slow, having a crappy heating system, very noisy and quite possibly, rust.

I have started to compile a list of people who would be willing to babysit on occasion. If you are interested, please let Mr.Shife or I know

Cougar Attack

At first I was all proud of myself for making the cover of Canadian Geographic. Then I realized they weren't talking about me.
It seems I have some real competition out there. I'm going to have to up my game!

Random photos

I could kick myself for not looking inside this box. This is a bin in the military dr's building. I think it's called the M.R.I. Anyway, I'm not sure what kind of disasters there are preparations for in this bin, but I'm assuming it's actually only good for those 'minor disasters". (click on photo to enlarge)

















Moving along, this is a restaurant called Christie's. They have the normal stuff you can buy at restaurants. You know, t-shirts, hats, pint glasses...

















Upon closer inspection, what is this? Glasses? Neat. Do they have the restaurants name on them? NO. Are they sunglasses, so if you sit on the outside deck you can protect your eyes from the suns harmful rays? NO. They are normal everyday, over the counter reading glasses. Um, ya. OK then.





Lets continue to move along. How about this sweet-assed mullet spotting? I wish I could have gotten a pic from the front, but I had to go laugh my head off.
beauty hey?
Have a great day people.
Man I rule.