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From Momma: We thank God everyday that Ace was born “on time”, perfect and healthy, but so many babies are not. Won’t you help those babies have a better start?
Momma is walking in the March for Babies on April 27th.
The money she raises for March for Babies will support life saving research, services, education and advocacy that help babies get a healthy start in life.
I’m asking you to help Momma reach her goal of $125 (only $40 more to go as of 4/14). By participating in March for Babies, Momma will help the March of Dimes fund the fight to ensure the health of babies. It’s easy, safe and secure – just click on the link below (or the picture in the right sidebar) to make your donation.
http://www.marchforbabies.org/shoylman
Not sure what the March of Babies is all about? Watch the video below…
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I’m Still Alive, But Just In Case…
Well, I didn’t die from the chicken nugget infested root-beer I drank yesterday, but I think it will be a while before I eat McDonalds again. 😀
And just in case the chicken nugget infested root-beer has a delayed reaction, I wanted to make sure that I give special thanks to Katy at AdventuresInParenting.org for awarding me with the “You Make My Day” award!
Other Updates:
I’m now on Twitter at http://twitter.com/dadthing and I have added my twitter feed in the sidebar of the home page. Follow me?
If I Die From McDonald’s Rootbeer…
I left the house at 4AM this morning to catch a 6AM flight to Baton Rouge, LA for work. I arrived in Baton Rouge about 9:30.
I was hungry. I skipped breakfast, so I stopped at McDonald’s and got a breakfast meal…somewhere around 9:45 AM. I usually get orange juice with my McDonald’s breakfast, but since I had a two hour drive ahead of me I got a root-beer. The root-beer is bigger and would last longer.
Anyways, I was driving down the highway enjoying my breakfast and root-beer on the way to the place I was working. Over the course of the two hour drive I finished the root-beer. It was flat and tasted a bit funny, but I was thirsty so I drank it anyways!
I finished my job and hit the road at about 2:00 PM. I was thirsty again, so I stopped at a gas station to get a drink. When I picked up the McDonald’s cup out of the cup holder, I shook it to see if it was empty. To my surprise I heard…
THUMP….THUMP…
Why was the cup thumping when I shook it? It had been sitting in the 80 degree car for over four hours. All the ice should have been melted, right?
I opened the lid of the cup to see what the hell was going on. What I saw made my stomach wrench!
I’m sure you’ve heard the stories about finding fingertips, mice, and other strange objects in fast food. What I saw was not as bad as a fingertip or dead mouse, but it still grossed me out!
I saw a soggy chicken nugget!
Somehow a chicken nugget found it’s way into my root-beer…and I drank the whole thing without noticing…
The chicken nugget was just lying there at the bottom of my cup. All of the breading had become soggy and broke off. Pieces of the breading were covering the inside of the cup. I probably sucked up most of the breading through my straw when I was drinking it though…
The thought of a chicken nugget being in my drink doesn’t gross me out. Added protein, right? 😀
What grosses me out is that it was 9:45 in the morning. They were still serving breakfast… Chicken nuggets shouldn’t have even been out and about yet. So where did this chicken nugget come from?
Did someone find it on the floor from the previous night and put it in my cup? Ya know, after the mice, flies, and bugs got through nibbling and shitting on it?
Was it an uncooked chicken nugget that someone put in my drink? Can you say salmonella..!
So, if I die from drinking McDonald’s root-beer I want all of the Mom and Dad bloggers out there to unite and form a group. The group will be named P.A.C.I.F.I.E.R.
Parents
Against
Chicken Nuggets
In
Fast-food’s
Icy Drinks,
Especially
Root-beer
Take McDonald’s to court. Sue them. Give some money to Momma and Ace to make sure they will be taken care of for the rest of their lives, and donate the rest to charity.
Can I count on all of ya to follow through with this?
I’ve got other things to think about right now…like keeping my dinner down. 😐
McDonald’s cup photo by SoloXis
The Poop-endectomy
Saturday, after breakfast, Ace and I went out to explore the backyard. I was excited! Ace was curious! We were going to have one hell of a time rolling around in the grass and digging holes with sticks!
Not long after putting Ace down in the grass I realized we had a major issue on our hands!
POOP EVERYWHERE!
There is a whole winter’s worth of Buddy turds scattered across the newly discovered playground we like to call the back yard. Images of Ace chomping on a dried up crap-biscuit flooded my previously serene mental state.
I sprint inside for a plastic bag. Then race to the shed for a garden shovel. Then back into the house for some toys to keep Ace occupied while I partake on yet another glorious aspect of being a parent…disarming the mine field!
Off I go! Scooping, and smearing, and plopping booty-cakes into a plastic grocery bag… 😐
Despite my best efforts, disaster was inevitable. A casualty was encountered. Here is a picture from the case file…
I immediately gathered up the victim and raced inside to perform an emergency poop-endectomy. This was an urgent matter that had to be dealt with and covered up before Momma found out. Why? These were his good shoes!
The poop-endectomy was a success! The shoes were as good as new, however completely soaked and temporarily unwearable from the operation. 😀