I've been told "You're sooo lucky! You're a MOMMY! You get to stay home with your kids."
It's not true, I have a job. This is where I work...Millions of monkey poo, monkey poo for me!
Sure, it's not run by a generator, and I don't have to kick at the monkeys, but I do have to occasionally help out with the heavy lifting.
Plus, it has it's perks...I get to bring my youngest Pig to work with me, I know the best contractors in town, and my boss is really nice! (Long lunches! Home Cooking! Mexican food!)
The heavy lifting wears Pigs out too.
Plus, the job pays for my habit...
O la, la! Pita's alpaca! Hand spun, hand knit by Marty in record time!
I keep calling his hat "hummus."
Get it? Pita, hat, topper, hummus? Am I the only one that thinks that's funny? Yes?
On a side note: I am not getting fat! Michigan is getting cold. Look at my thin, thin, face. I have had to switch to winter layers people! In all photos, you will be seeing me in at least 3 layers. It's the opposite of a T Rex, I now have a tiny head and big body.
I can't look at enough monkey poo slides to heat my home, but I can put on more layers.