hehehe...
I told Dao that at six months, we would take pictures of our tummies to see whose would be bigger.... odds are, I'd still beat her...
hehehehe... (note to self: stop laughing about my tummy... it really isn't funny, even though it is...)
I gotta lay off the tapioca drinks for awhile.....
Life is tough enough without having someone kick you from the inside. ~Rita Rudner
Think of stretch marks as pregnancy service stripes. ~Joyce Armor
There are three reasons for breast-feeding: the milk is always at the right temperature; it comes in attractive containers; and the cat can't get it. ~Irena Chalmers
and if this hasn't given you enough hints, wifey is with child... guess that explains all the pickle jars that we bought...
Damn Dirty Canucks....
One thing I learned from my business trip to Hawaii is that you cannot drink with Canadians. While I was there, I met these two Canadian dudes who were attending the same conference I was attending. We ended up drinking at Red Lobster and suffice it to say, they took me down HARD!!! I got so drunk that I puked out food I ate two weeks before. I was also dry-heaving so bad that I pulled a muscle in my right shoulder. The next day, I was hung over and messed up "somethin' fierce" that I missed three of the four sessions that I was paid to attend. DAMMIT!!! Hell, I thought I was so close to dying that I called Donny and Toan to tell them to take care of Dao for me*. AND I even promised 9 different Gods that I would never do it again (at least for this week) if I could just see the light of the next day without me puking out my kidneys!!!
Those damn canucks... they rode me like a rented mule.
*Note: I never got to tell Toan and Donny to take care of Dao for me because I was too drunk to remember it. Yes, I am stupid, but oh well.