Melts in your mouth, not in your belly button

Not long ago I put my shame aside and admitted to eating inhaling a questionable piece of chocolate from my desk drawer.

Today it is with great pride that I admit to finding some M&M's left over from our wedding and using them as a prop in a valiant attempt to show you something I know you've been JUST DYING to see...

(you'll notice Fred in the upper left corner of the image)

Please ignore the smiley face scar below my button - I was ravaged by a pack of wild billy goats and luckily, all they got away with was my lousy gallbladder. All I gotta say is, thank heavens for laparoscopically inclined livestock. The more pregnant I get, the more my belly smiles :)

This is a picture of me demanding (hands on hips) that my husband take a picture of this trick while I can still do it.


AND, for the record... I had to eat that M&M, it had my name written ALL OVER IT!