Well.  We made it.  Two teeth and not even 4 months old.  I swear, Beau is like a man-child.  With little to no "leg nuts," Little Shep is just big.  Not porky..... except fat wrists and fingers.  Poor little stink, the past few days have been rough for Beau as those sonnabitch teeth started to cut through.  He seems good now.  All he got for Christmas was his two bottom teeth.

Alaska: The Last Frontier.  My favorite show.  Lerv it.  Perhaps its the nature lover in me or Alaska's majestic beauty, this show is amaze balls.  The Kilcher family lives off the land and its great.  A preservative-free life, void of cable television and other media annoyances, The Kilchers live as people did 100 years ago.  Check it out-- and you may learn a few survival lessons.

In celebration of my new fave show, I am inspired to do a lot of container gardening on our back patio next summer.  I'm going to grow tomatoes, celery (delicious when grown), some herbs and cukes.  Hopefully, Beau will be big enough to be my right hand farmer man.

Another show I saw last night.....  "Secrets of a Trophy Wife."  WTF.  So long powerful women and progressive thinking....  This dumb bitches..... I can't even talk about it yet.  Google it.  You'll barf.  There is far too much bronzer, boobs and botox to discuss right now.

My wedding ring FINALLY fits.  I thought the damn thing would never go over my sausage digits after Beau was born.  15 weeks post birth and I'm feeling somewhat back to normal.  Things get WAY out of whack while pregnant, let me tell you.