It's NOT My Party and I'll Cry if I Want To!

So the Monkey is one year older. Big deal! So she had a chocolate cake. Don't care! So she had a party. Ha! I don't know why she is so special today. Because she was born. Whatever, I was born too once. Besides who wants an old doll. That's what she got an old doll. You won't catch me touching that thing. Heh, heh, yeah I might touch it, but you won't catch me!!

How does that song go? Oh yeah...Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! You look like a Monkey and you smell like one too!

A Little Culture

Notes From the Boss


You might think that I spend my days just drooling and tasting my toys, but you would be wrong. I'm not saying that stuff isn't good. I quite enjoy it actually, especially the toy part, but I would like you know that I take time out to culture myself. Yes indeed. I'm all over culture and stuff. Why just this week I took time out to watch a ballet. Okay so, it was The Queen's ballet class, but it still counts. The dancing was...yeah I didn't see much of that. The stairs were awesome though, and I loved bouncing on Mom's legs. 

No culture with this one...none!

Yum...coffee! Just kidding..it's empty!

After a good ballet, there is nothing like a great cup of joe. I recommend the Peppermint Mocha at Dunkin Doughnuts. 

I think The Monkey had a little too much hot chocolate.