Because mine was a little ridiculous…

Maybe it’s me, but whenever I’m running around with my daughter, and it’s just the two of us, women look at me differently.

I get a vibe.

It’s kind of like when you see an expensive sports car…you can’t help but notice it or turn your head.

I might get a smile or a “hi” when she’s with me, whereas if I’m alone I may as well be invisible.

So admit it ladies.  You find men with kids attractive.

Alicia Sacramone is a U.S. gymnast.  And after seeing this, she is clearly badass.

Remind me not to yell, “STICK YOUR LANDING!” at my TV anymore.

When I was a bachelor, I will be the first to admit that I didn’t ever set a high standard of cleanliness.  That might actually be an understatement.   More accurately, I’m pretty sure there was a period of time where the cure for cancer was growing in my shower.

Whatever.  You call it soap scum.  I call it grip tape.

Sandy is a neat freak.  Our house is well kept.  She’s awesome.  So I was kind of confused this morning as I stepped into the shower.

MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT SMELL!!!

Sandy was the last to use the shower.  I can verify that she doesn’t smell like the death stench I encountered this morning.  So, what is it?

Did we skin a skunk and try to jam it down the shower drain?

Did I come home drunk after a garbage plate consumption and mistake the shower for the toilet?

Did Sandy buy a new brand of body scrub which promises to leave you smelling of road kill?

I was so taken aback, it really has me off my game today.  I’m freaking emotional over it.

A few weeks ago, I informed you of my addiction to “Zours”, a candy that we have CASES of here at the station (for sampling purposes, obviously).

Many of you expressed concern.   Some of you tried an intervention, warning me that “The Z” was simply a gateway candy.  Today, you’re popping Zours, tomorrow you’ve got a full blown “Fun Dip” addiction.

I just thought  I would share my progress with you today…

Umm, yeah.  I’m a full blown addict.  I need help.