Hello everyone.  I have been cleaning my computer and editing a ton of videos lately and I will be posting a few more over the course of the next few days, but I couldn't resist posting this gem. In this video, my youngest daughter (known in this series as 'Professor Toddler') shows off her fashion sense and her powers of diction.  Hope you like it!

 

Just more amazing original content.  In this movie Joeprah bids farewell to winter with a fun clip.  Enjoy!

*Note: This article is amazing.  Both Adobe Premier Elements (you'll see) and Viacom tried to stop its creation, and both were unsuccessful.  Recognize.*

Sometimes a family gets going at like a million miles an hour and sometimes said family can forget to complete certain chores.  Sometimes chores go undone altogether.  Families are like that. What with school, after school activities, athletic practices, dance practices, birthdays, games on the weekends, and requisite visits to family and friends houses it's really a miracle that anything gets done in Joeprah's house.  There are times though when these elements are combined with other forces, natural forces, in what can only be called a perfect storm .  Its kinda like a TV weather guy dancing around talking about low pressure systems and sub-tropical lows moving up the coast, except replace those with PMS and a husband desperately in need of a minute to relax.  See animated Gif below for more help.

Dear Unknown Name that calls me from an Unknown Number,

Why do you call me?  Do you know that I instinctively answer the phone without checking the number first?  How could you know that I am programmed through muscle memory to be proficient at picking up a cordless phone and pressing a single button connecting us in a two way conversation?  Do you know when I am eating?  Is this why you call me?  You want to talk to me when I am eating a piping hot piece of pizza and guzzling a perfectly poured soda that has already had the foam dissipated by my nose sweat, don’t you?  I made that soda for my enjoyment and as the ice starts to melt the flavor intensity declines and I become a beast of my former self, I owe this to you my new friend Mr. Unknown.  The pizza was at the correct temperature, piping hot—not piping warm, Richard.