Sigh. Wasn't that series the best?

I was thinking Craig Sager ought to be worried.

Beer by MAIL!? I keep forgetting this is possible for some reason.

Will totally be calling all stores in my area. I am so not getting off my ass unless it's guaranteed to be there. I have only seen it in Chicago once, two-three years ago.

It's rilly, rilly tasty. Not cloyingly sweet and very refreshing. A great warm weather beer. I can't compare to framboise because I don't usually drink that many Belgians (don't like overly wheat-y beers) and I can barely remember what beer tastes like right now being 8 months pregnant.

Abita Strawberry Seasonal Ale IS it's own party. Now I just have to figure out where I can get some as soon as I pop this kid out.....

Both my current and former lady parts doctors are located in the Playboy HQ building. So are many others from what I can tell based on the large preggo to normal person ratio whenever I visit.

Sometimes I can't even file my nails in private. For some reason both my mom and mother-in-law find the sound so abhorrent, they banish me to another room.

I wholeheartedly agree. Maybe in a month or so, I can send you all my now useless boys stuff and you can ship the cute girl stuff my way. In the future it's going to be, "Oh, you wanted a brother? Here's a hamster."

Weird, people look at the SpaceKid running around in circles and then at my fat belleh and say, "Oh, don't worry, girls are SO MUCH easier."

Way back when, someone got the SpaceKid a t-shirt that said "Daddy's Drinking Buddy" on it. I nearly passed out the day the SpaceHusband actually sent him to daycare WEARING it. Perhaps not coincidentally, it was not the shirt he was wearing when he came home. Same thing also happened with his bright pink "Chick…

Yes, but then we'd have to live there.

Last night the SpaceKid was pissed when I put him to bed because he still couldn't see in the dark, even though he had eaten his carrots. I told him it took multiple servings to work.

Let's just say that when my dog ate my copy, I wasn't that upset.

Advice I can follow no problem.

The SpaceKiddo would be majorly jealous. Hell, he got arm-flappy excited last summer when he found a petrified avocado skin in the back yard and declared it be a dinosaur skull.

TOTALLY. Every beagle is a fat beagle. Some just haven't actualized yet.

One can only hope Professor Farnsworth is involved somehow.

It helps that it's sort of greenish all the time.

Give me Pilot Precise V-7s or give me... well, anything but these.