Champagne & Sushi

I'm ((kind of)) having so much fun being past my due date. When people keep asking if I've had the baby yet, I have started sending a picture of a baby. I googled one. Then they freak. out.
Maybe it's not funny, but I mean, it's hilarious.

Also, I love when people in public ask me when I'm due. In the last few days, every time I have had the chance to say "today" or "yesterday" or whenever... People legit. back. away. Like I'm a for real bomb that is going to explode with baby parts.

I'm having fun with it... But I'd have a lot more fun with a real baby. Not a googled one. 
((That kind of looks just like Cham))

The only thing I want after this ((real)) baby gets here? Champagne. Champagne and the best sushi I've ever had. Raw, cold and delicious sushi. Eleven rolls of it. Little much? Ok, ok. Four or five would probably suffice.

Until then it's Cheerios and chicken pot pie. I can't remember. Do cravings evaporate after delivery?

Until Next Time,
The Guff