my very own pineapple plant =o)

Look at this cool pineapple plant Tori and Bekah found for me last night!

Isn't it adorable? =o)

I've been reading up on it online and they are fairly easy to take care of. So I hope it survives. If the little pineapple turns golden you can pick it. Isn't that neat! I'm so excited about my little pineapple!! I've always wanted one but I never knew that they existed like this!

Thanks so very much =o)

"Is every day like this?"...."no, yesterday we had meatloaf" ;o)

This is what's known as a typical b-day party in the Humphrey house.....

Scary no?

P.S. Only the really special people out there will know what the title of this post meant =o)

they're gone =o(

The puppies had to leave today....

wow Kluane and still can't believe I'm SO short in all my pics with you. It just ain't fair ;o)

In this video mommie was taking a break from being with her babies and the babies were not to happy about it. Funny how loud they get huh? =o) Isn't the brown one adorable?

Their eyes were just starting to open. They were so sweet and we had so much fun holding them. I'm gonna miss them =o( Bekah might get one but we'll just have to see. They were so snuggly and soft. aw...... =o) I love puppies.....

ok finally people..here it is

Sorry it took me so long. I was waiting for someth'in to pop into my head and it finally did. I'm know It could be better but here it is anyways:

The “real” Part 6: The Password

"The password!!!!!!! What is it!!!!!!!! Tell me NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!"

“What?”Paul asked totally bewildered.

“Oh, you know what I mean” Laura screeched, “The password to get into the computer chip we found on your cell phone! What is it!?”

So there Paul sat tied to a chair surrounded by lunatics, one in particular who didn’t seem to know the meaning of a normal volume level and yet all he could think of was how hungry he was and how annoyed he was that they were touching his stuff. That and the fact that the shoelace that tied him to the chair was getting looser and looser the more he wiggled were the only thoughts occupying his mind at the moment. He was unusually calm for someone who was being screamed at by a crazy lady and for someone who didn’t have a clue what this was all about, but then that’s how Paul always handled things like this. Paul started thinking hard. “Ok” his mind told him, “you’ve got to distract her. Distract her so you can figure out how to get out of here”.

“Laura” Paul said in a gentle voice, “did you have a bad childhood or something?”

Laura’s face changed instantly. “Why yes” she said in a strange voice, “I did, you see it all started with the kitty I never got for my birthday. I always wanted a kitty but my Dad said “No cats in the house” and I’ve been scarred ever since, although that doesn’t even compare to the time I didn’t get to go to my friends………” And Laura started off on a lengthy story about her childhood and how scarred she was. It was all Paul could do to keep a straight face and look interested. His plan was working and while Laura blabbed on and on he took a look around him. He was definitely in a basement and it looked old. There were two doors as far as he could see, and one he knew led to another room that Darius was in apparently going through his stuff while the other he wasn’t so sure about but he figured it led to the way out, his escape. That shoelace was getting looser all the time and Laura kept right on blabbing. Darius came in just as Laura was saying “And then there was that time and didn’t get those Twinkies ‘cause my mom said they’d make me fat…..”.

“Laura what are you doing?” Darius asked in an amazed voice.

“What?” Asked Laura snapping out of it, “I was….well I was um….I was getting the password out of him duh!”

Paul wriggled his hands as hard as he could.

“Well, that’s not what is sounded like” Darius said suspiciously.

Paul was almost loose.

“Well I was!” Laura’s voice was loud again and turning back to Paul she said “Alright buddy this is your last chance, now give me that password!”

He was free! Paul kept his hands down and tried to stay calm.

“Distract them” he thought, “Just distract them.”

“Um…” He said, “Try “certain people are annoying 456”.”

“Ok, that was random” He thought to himself. Paul didn’t always work well at thinking up things right on the spot, but he seriously hoped they would take it.

“Give that thing to me!” Laura screamed and Darius running over and snatching the cell phone.

“Uh!” Whined Darius in a hurt voice, “You don’t have to be so pushy.”

“You’ll get over it!” Laura was saying as she pushed the buttons on that cell phone super fast, “Let’s see are there two n’s in annoying?”

“If you would just let me do it!” Darius whined, “I know how to spell.”

Then Darius and Laura started to argue over whom could spell, and Paul saw his chance. He jumped up and ran for that door as fast as he could. It opened and he ran out.

“Oh no Darius!” Laura yelled in anger, “GET HIM!!”

And while Darius ran after Paul, Laura finally finished the “password”. The cell phone started blinking red and beeping very fast!

“What’s happening!!” Laura cried.

Paul found himself in another large room with a door at the far end and a stair close to him that lead up and around a corner he couldn’t see. He could hear Darius behind him and although he wasn’t really scared of the ken type Darius, he still wanted to get out of there and he decided to head for the stairs seeing as they were closest to him. The stairs went for a long way up and Paul started getting really tired of running .Paul heard a voice behind him yell in a gruff voice “Did he get away?”

The voice wasn’t Darius’ and Paul had to get a look at who this person was. He turned around for a split second and looked over the rail of the stairs to a few flights below him. Now Paul wasn’t one to be easily scared, but what he saw scared him. It was a tall and thick man who looked very strong and was carrying the biggest tazer Paul had ever seen. Paul didn’t get a really good look at this man because once he saw the tazer he forgot all about his burning legs and ran as fast as he could. He finally came to a door and pulled it open. Then Paul realized his mistake. The door led to the top of the building with no apparent way down. He was at least four flights up and there was no way he could jump.

“NO!” Paul’s mind screamed “This isn’t fair!”

So there Paul was trapped on the top of a building with a big guy holding a tazer coming after him. Little did he know that he wasn’t the only one with problems and that down in the basement an even bigger problem was about to go off in a few minutes if it wasn’t stopped!

Part 7 the final chapter?: trapped! By thee great Tobi

So adorable!

This is the dog and pups that Bekah is babysitting. They are SO sweet! awww =o)

April 1st.....

Paul the critic. The password:
"The password!!!!!!! What is it!!!!!!!! Tell me NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!"
“Uh” said Paul, “look, I’ve got no clue what you’re screaming on and on about and you really don’t have to scream cause it’s starting to hurt the ears so please shush.”
In the midst of all this Laura said "My hair is looking so bad today!"
"Actually"Paul replied. "I was just thinking it looks pretty good." Paul had absolutely no idea why he said this. Was he becoming as insane as they were. He was getting scared now!
“Well thanks.....but back to the business at hand” said Laura in a long drawn out sort of way, “we have ways of getting information out of people who so conveniently seem to not know what we need to know don’t we Darius?....DARIUS!?!”
“I’m right here!” Darius answered, “You don’t always gotta yell you know?”
“It’s so not my fault if I have to yell for you every time and want you because you’re never right here were you need to be” Laura almost yelled to him.
“Hey you told me to search his things so I was searching his things!” Darius retorted, “how can I be searching his things and right by your side all the time?”
“Oh stop rambling!” Laura screeched, “You really are pathetic you know? Now help me move him to the hospital room upstairs and sterilize that needle.”
“Hospital room?!” now Paul was starting to raise his voice, “NEEDLE!?” Paul despised hospital rooms and anything to do with them. The smell the whole feeling and everything just creeped him out and made him not want to be anywhere near them, and when he heard the word needle he was needless to say far from overjoyed.
“What’s the matter Paul don’t like needles?” of course this was Laura speaking.
Before Paul could speak he was gagged and bound by Darius and pushed onto a cart to be rolled to the hospital room upstairs.
"Ouch!" shouted Laura.
"What?", asked Darius.
"I just broke a nail because you're pushing this thing to fast... now slow down!" She was being loud again.
“This can’t be happening can it? I can't be on this cart being pushed by two probably insane people on my way to be stabbed by some needle!” Paul’s mind screamed, “This is some form of torture their planning isn’t it?”
On the way to the Hospital room they met up with someone who looked familiar to Paul but he just couldn’t remember where he had seen him. Maybe it was the entire trauma that Paul was going through at this time that caused his memory loss but whatever the case it just wouldn’t come to him who this guy was.
No one said a word until they reached the room. Than the strange guy spoke “Prepare the needle.” He said in a low deep voice. All of a sudden it came to Paul who this man was. The strange critic! “It figures he has something to do with this.” Thought Paul.
Paul watched in a bit of horror as Darius prepared a very sharp looking needle. Than the needle came toward him. “Now then” said Laura removing Paul’s gag. “Are you quite sure you don’t want to tell us the password?”. “I….I…” Said Paul who was becoming just the tiniest bit scared at this point, “I told you I honestly don’t know, so you really don’t have to stick me with that thing.” “oh” said Laura in a sickly sweet voice, “I’m afraid we do”.
“Darius!” yelled Laura, “Stick that thing in his arm already”. And Darius did. Paul was out like a light bulb that was never to burn again.
“Hmmm” said Darius, “that’s wasn’t supposed to happen.”
The strange critic quickly felt for a pulse on Paul. There was none and he shook his head and Laura.
“DARIUS how much did you put in that vile?!” Laura screeched.
“Umm…A full tube full?” Darius replied in a scared voice.
“A full tube full is lethal you blockhead!” The strange critic said, “He’s dead!”
“Oh how sad that’s he’s dead” whined Laura, “And a bit disappointing too seeing as he was so cute.”
“And I’m sure you’ll be disappointed at what will happen to you now.” said a voice behind them. It was the other woman critic who quickly slammed and locked the door and then ran quickly away.
All of a sudden the people left in the room heard “beep…beep……beep…..beep”.
“What is that sound?” whined Laura.
“A bomb.. duh.” said the critic.
“A BOMB!?” screeched Laura, “I’m too young and to cute to die!!”
“Uh,” said the critic, “that’s a matter of opinion”.
And you reader will just have to imagine the rest….Maybe they lived and maybe they died. Maybe Darius and Laura got out somehow and lived happily ever after. Or maybe someone else lived happily ever after because of course that's the way every story should end right?