did someone say snack time???

Man, I really wish I had something to post about. Everyday I get on the computer and there's my blog staring back at me with the same old thing, and I wish it had something new... and so do you I guess. Who are you, I don't know, but I'm assuming someone reads this blog. Is it possible I have nothing to share with you? Is it possible I have no life???

Don't answer that...

Well it's not my fault then that I'm going to share this with you... it's Conner's for being sick, and Wes' for taking the picture, it's the boredom that I feel, that's all to blame. So really, if you have a weak stomach, I'd get out of here real fast and in a hurry... because this is gross. But it's my life right now so what else can I do. I suppose I could not post this picture... but I've already come this far. There's no going back.

I'm guessing no one is gone yet, even though you may get sick easy, because now you are intrigued... so now it's no one's fault but your own...

Here's my Conner, and the reason we have cleared the country out of their kleenex supply (oh, sorry... I mean tissue... I forget I need to speak australian to some of you).

Ughhhh!!!! What the??? I can't believe you posted a picture like that! That is so gross... who seriously wants to see that? Well, I told you to go... but you stuck it out anyway, so this is your reward.

Sorry, but I really had nothing else to share, and I didn't want you going and getting all worried about me.

Now! what he really needs, is for Grandma Prepchuk to come out here and wipe that away for him. No, we haven't done it yet.

We're waiting....