tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35174017306646446022024-02-07T03:50:24.807-05:00Monkey Mae SaysA Look at Life From the Bouncy SeatMonkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.comBlogger186125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-30608590275247539082010-07-16T16:09:00.004-04:002010-07-16T16:23:40.891-04:00I'm Practicing Being a Celebrity<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Remember when Angelina Jolie won the Oscar for "Girl Interrupted"? She made out with her brother and then jumped into a pool fully dressed?<div><br /></div><div>I'm practicing for when I take home an Academy Award. I'm so close to the end of my Infant Swimming Resource classes that I can just taste it.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Today, I went in fully clothed, even wearing funny white sandals. I felt just like an old man in Boca.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/87EWKhZKT1A&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/87EWKhZKT1A&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-75404601795035157162010-07-13T08:29:00.002-04:002010-07-13T08:35:21.148-04:00Ooohhhhh!<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjklvOKv-yqR2S7He9MsZgxEmsZBgtWhlKqt50_MxdYOsLB8T1VpiK3Ao-5uet_awIpDTr5bcMA1hzT3qorL9mAGD8hc-W5b1o0mHZ2EIdFZtAel6DoRgNcF6Y9hkgzmFaLSgd4EQ5WoghO/s1600/37629_420453716691_568066691_4516608_4440619_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjklvOKv-yqR2S7He9MsZgxEmsZBgtWhlKqt50_MxdYOsLB8T1VpiK3Ao-5uet_awIpDTr5bcMA1hzT3qorL9mAGD8hc-W5b1o0mHZ2EIdFZtAel6DoRgNcF6Y9hkgzmFaLSgd4EQ5WoghO/s320/37629_420453716691_568066691_4516608_4440619_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493367184482680306" /></a>So a lot of you have asked why I'm slacking so much on blogging. Thank you for missing me when I'm not here. I miss you, too.<div><br /></div><div>You know that Mommy Chick is my ghostwriter and general assistant. Now that I am crawling, I require her to trail closely behind me, pulling dog food out of my mouth and putting those little safety things in plugs. So there isn't a lot of sitting time.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have so many fabulous posts in the works, so MC needs to get cracking.</div><div><br /></div><div>In other news, I've totally helped MC shed the last of her preggo weight. I'm almost 10 months old, so it's about time, huh? Anyway, I'm like her own personal trainer, making her squat and lift me, crawl, run, you get it.</div><div><br /></div><div>I vow to give her a few minutes daily to transcribe my wisdom for you.</div><div><br /></div><div>I just spewed boobie milk all over the tile and need MC to clean it. </div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Tuesday.</div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-72029273238415972602010-07-07T10:22:00.002-04:002010-07-07T10:23:02.327-04:00Wordless Wednesday: Surprise!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qkt6bNmeqfg&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qkt6bNmeqfg&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></span>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-39831501784616864242010-07-02T10:44:00.001-04:002010-07-02T10:46:17.329-04:00I'm an Excellent Driver<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7_YWZasUnNhuTCwxOH0qAfV26gkQGZzbdfLyirrfR8iaNZyH64S3BkGBxemwnv7AUObjrOZP1bT5kuoh5ObhT_OwthDMaDgzgOIzspx3BMRuAwRtSzRaYTS94hwoD6zoyCP6LQpfkNdE/s1600/CIMG0751.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7_YWZasUnNhuTCwxOH0qAfV26gkQGZzbdfLyirrfR8iaNZyH64S3BkGBxemwnv7AUObjrOZP1bT5kuoh5ObhT_OwthDMaDgzgOIzspx3BMRuAwRtSzRaYTS94hwoD6zoyCP6LQpfkNdE/s320/CIMG0751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489319994841276162" /></a>"We absolutely are stopping to ask for directions. You've already gotten us lost once. And if you don't stop grabbing the steering wheel, we will never get there!"Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-6308844636738014102010-07-01T11:34:00.002-04:002010-07-01T11:39:35.923-04:00Keep Swimming!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Check me out! I can totally swim!</span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W4hlRuzlmbA&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W4hlRuzlmbA&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I'm still opting for my French Riviera swim look, which is cool since I train at a private facility.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">My teacher, Miss Glenda, is going on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">vaycay</span>, so I won't graduate until the week of the 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span>. I imagine Miss Glenda will be doing lots of self-esteem building activities on her trip. It must be hard having all your clients cry when they see you.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I try to make her feel better by smiling and laughing at her after I get out of the pool. All I really want to do while in the pool is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">chillax</span> on a float with a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Boobie</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Colada</span>.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But bossy ole Mommy Chick insists that I be able to swim, just in case I ever sneak away and swan dive into a pool.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Do you like the way I point my Monkey Toes?</span></span></span></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-18028036263619097092010-06-30T08:28:00.005-04:002010-06-30T10:46:12.368-04:00Kissing Pigs and Purging Closets<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Y06wtvgy7EmaxTwHY74KLboHgrPN25H7gaS-LatKqaIqtKgQ5UGaI7VmVlkW8J9IgtpYB7Z1CBYGJ8BMl_p38RVqliOXiZVnS624B817MvAuslhFW9d7XppQ0LICwlIfUvcPqr9afUV_/s1600/P6200561.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Y06wtvgy7EmaxTwHY74KLboHgrPN25H7gaS-LatKqaIqtKgQ5UGaI7VmVlkW8J9IgtpYB7Z1CBYGJ8BMl_p38RVqliOXiZVnS624B817MvAuslhFW9d7XppQ0LICwlIfUvcPqr9afUV_/s320/P6200561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488543030184247394" /></a>Why am I sitting on a giant litter box? And why does that dirty water keep getting my piggies? I don't know if I like this whole vacation thing. Sigh.<div><br /></div><div>Mommy Chick and I are back from a mini-beach vaycay. I'm happy to be home with my bad dogs, but I've been quite busy.</div><div><br /></div><div>It seems that boobie milk is like Miracle Grow. That means I have a whole bunch of couture I can no longer wear. So MC and I are purging my closet to make room for new summer and fall fashion.</div><div><br /></div><div>My Piglet doll and I are helping with The Great Purge of '10. He and I are BFF.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSN_z2Bbi2A&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSN_z2Bbi2A&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Please accept my apologies for MC's sub-par camera work. Apparently she is auditioning for the next </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Blair Witch Project</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span></span></span></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-67016518379871696472010-06-23T10:03:00.000-04:002010-06-23T10:04:20.329-04:00Semi-Wordless Wednesday: Bob!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5U9PfCSVUI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5U9PfCSVUI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></span>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-66939446748472125282010-06-09T13:45:00.003-04:002010-06-09T13:59:51.179-04:00I'm a Mermaid<div>Sorry I've been away for a few days. This is a big week for me. I'm now just like Michael Phelps...if Michael Phelps wore <a href="http://www.target.com/Infant-Toddler-i-Play-Mermaid-Diaper/dp/B003CSDVYO/ref=pd_ecc_rvi_1">pink swim panties </a>and screamed each time he entered the pool.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IiLZ4ZfqdeKoJrNu-_F13h3tOsn4MT_VEGSYQqa8CJXxyIMMjPsd2Wn8i3MNZD7TNQef1ahOl_NJyI4ZMXGwp_jsSU2ELQ73bzo4x6bGxJp0X6ZVyg7gO5Jvr-nMyH3Sb3sOl92P1oep/s1600/CIMG0621.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IiLZ4ZfqdeKoJrNu-_F13h3tOsn4MT_VEGSYQqa8CJXxyIMMjPsd2Wn8i3MNZD7TNQef1ahOl_NJyI4ZMXGwp_jsSU2ELQ73bzo4x6bGxJp0X6ZVyg7gO5Jvr-nMyH3Sb3sOl92P1oep/s320/CIMG0621.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480831912395588194" /></a><br /><div>Swimming takes a lot of my time. Ten minutes a day to be exact. I'm taking <a href="http://www.infantswim.com/">Infant Swimming Resource</a> lessons. So basically, I'm learning how to save myself should I fall into some water.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think Piglet should take lessons, too. He is a Shih Tzu and inherited MC's unfortunate athletic skills.</div><div><br /></div><div>I've opted for the European-topless look while swimming. It simplifies my day. Most Americans are so uptight about such things. I'm glad my teacher is cool with my swim attire.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think I might kind of be like the Wicked Witch of the West. Remember how water made her melt? I think water might be my kryptonite...it's interfering with my super power. </div><div><br /></div><div>You'll recall my super power is the ability to fight sleep. I find myself napping more this week. I certainly hope that changes, because my staying awake for 14 hours is fun for everyone.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-15178707568707771922010-06-03T08:06:00.004-04:002010-06-03T08:31:26.539-04:00Creepy Bedtime Story<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>You'll never believe what happened last night! Mommy Chick read me a story about pigs. One of the pigs went to the grocery store, and I guess it made another pig mad, so he cried like a little baby pig. That's not even the weird part. MC's fingers turned into little pink pigs!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I mean, I've heard of people having sausage fingers. MC used to work for a man who had Vienna Sausages for digits. Or as some of the people from my Nana's hometown would say, "VEYE-eeenie Weenies." I cannot make up this stuff.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzQofdIB3x5sALW_GLytH8V4KPGTd4Va7ujbxJfAepI01GPBbh6-GsnI114uh4WySR9lWsbOV2JS2JvRjgeEg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So if Jimmy Dean hands are your thing, check out <a href="http://www.amazon.com/This-Little-Piggy-Hand-Puppet-Scholastic/dp/0545030382">this book</a>. It is $9.35 at <a href="http://www.amazon.com">Amazon</a>, which is a few bucks less than we paid somewhere else.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB1KmpsmL7iEf-5d_4Rtdci9zm-CseitNlYY00-9pWsLL0nVILvPjU9-UxJSUT55WEdDCAzJLHY_eLMDDegmB4UUNrYQPY8D-ngiydqH54-BN9SzLpGErKuYxjjtpO9z_4M9eYXHSzW9Nb/s320/51-5DCU9jdL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478519207644158786" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-6252918452987369952010-06-02T08:47:00.002-04:002010-06-02T09:48:20.886-04:00Semi-Wordless Wednesday Featuring Oliver the Cat<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvDAubGioy_tl8uLVLTmxsX1j96oq-piHhDU7kF6b5JkhuS5MA9IR8seqHKYp-t-LosNvjUGDFNI_AXtNLOcVZ4YBlN20Ge_pBQxT28R10Zi51j8rhNYcHsT5NYbnwjRLv1tiuArhw6IuS/s1600/CIMG0578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvDAubGioy_tl8uLVLTmxsX1j96oq-piHhDU7kF6b5JkhuS5MA9IR8seqHKYp-t-LosNvjUGDFNI_AXtNLOcVZ4YBlN20Ge_pBQxT28R10Zi51j8rhNYcHsT5NYbnwjRLv1tiuArhw6IuS/s320/CIMG0578.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PuyEtjLY9IY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PuyEtjLY9IY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-60308837460571094962010-06-01T10:11:00.000-04:002010-06-01T10:11:39.234-04:00I Almost Know Kim Kardashian<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLLJapfmn0F4PFVF4l4Svd2avv2W39eRSgiYKKzs9sbyH66FPWUpOstlSIoDuexump1OiUeHD1UDfldTvyVlj4hwgYhvwQCQkICtdTndncPrpxCQMfQv9cJjpWGbGjpJarM6-GZD7OZA_G/s1600/CIMG0569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLLJapfmn0F4PFVF4l4Svd2avv2W39eRSgiYKKzs9sbyH66FPWUpOstlSIoDuexump1OiUeHD1UDfldTvyVlj4hwgYhvwQCQkICtdTndncPrpxCQMfQv9cJjpWGbGjpJarM6-GZD7OZA_G/s320/CIMG0569.jpg" /></a></div><br />
How was your holiday weekend? Mine was riveting. I ate cold noodles and edamame directly off the table at a chain restaurant. Don't worry, Mommy Chick cleaned the table before my feast. I ate some chicken, too. The protein gives my hair a lot of body and luster, or at least that is what MC says.<br />
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This is a picture of me with our friend, Fancy. I'm under MC's yellow shirt. This was last summer at Disney World. We were in line for the Toy Story ride. Geez, those Disney people were really picky about what I could ride in-utero. Don't you think MC's pouty face distracts from her 7 1/2 month pregnant belly? I do.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Are you jealous? Because I'm totally not. I think eating knock-off PF Changs is just as glamorous as walking the red carpet at the Indy 500. Fancy said Kim is "tiny, gorgeous and sweet," just as we had always suspected.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-42116939527177124552010-05-28T20:09:00.000-04:002010-05-28T20:09:55.272-04:00"Sex and the City" Inspired Bow<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Do you ever poke around on Facebook? Mommy Chick wastes way too much time there. Daddy Dude is not on Facebook because it is "gay." We agree...it is fun, sparkly, well dressed and fabulous. That is what he meant by "gay," right?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyway, we saw this fierce bow on <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/48222093/the-carrie-stiletto-and-zebra-print-hair">Sweet and Chic Bowique's</a> page. It is inspired by "Sex and the City"!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Look closely. Those are shoes on the bow! I need this to highlight my new platinum hair!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The bow is $4.99. I know! A total bargain, right?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sale ends Monday at 11:59 p.m.</div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-76862789096799325192010-05-27T12:51:00.001-04:002010-05-27T13:04:43.490-04:00Gap Swim Sale!Big shout out to Mama at<a href="http://www.everydaymama.com/"> Everyday Mama </a>for alerting us to the $12 s<a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/category.do?cid=56082&mlink=6487,1856197,1&clink=1856197">wimsuit sale</a> at Baby Gap!<br />
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I opted for two looks, each featuring animal print. Insert animal growling sound here.<br />
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The first is a <a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=56082&vid=1&pid=741634&scid=741634002">one-shoulder giraffe print one piece</a>, regularly $20.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And here is a fabulous <a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=56082&vid=1&pid=741635&scid=741635002">zebra print tankini</a>, also regularly $20.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Listen up, baby boys! If you really want to impress your lady friend, sport these <a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=56088&vid=1&pid=742453&scid=742453002">sea horse trunks</a>. Did you know <a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2008/05/080501125451.htm">male sea horses have babies</a> and then stay home with them while the girl sea horses play golf and drink beer? It's true. So if you wear these, your lady will know that you are really dedicated!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-63521250565965610282010-05-27T09:28:00.000-04:002010-05-27T09:28:53.336-04:00Preparing for the Holiday Weekend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh25pqp7jcrq63wBNEKXtlxnw1U3DufwVX-6dHcJmhJCVKzBaILFmdbFRBhl5bWSpUe2VK7h_9wWCgSdCYAzdTi1iV8CvOK3juJCeoC-qWYHUVJLA42iDthxii3b2hYcchgvSZVKA_AGunn/s1600/CIMG0534.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475939084247577826" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh25pqp7jcrq63wBNEKXtlxnw1U3DufwVX-6dHcJmhJCVKzBaILFmdbFRBhl5bWSpUe2VK7h_9wWCgSdCYAzdTi1iV8CvOK3juJCeoC-qWYHUVJLA42iDthxii3b2hYcchgvSZVKA_AGunn/s320/CIMG0534.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 239px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a>Do you have plans for the big holiday weekend? I'm not sure what is on our agenda. However, I don't want to be caught off guard for any last-minute beach, boat or pool outings. So Mommy Chick and I spray tanned. We really do love Mystic Tan. MC is naturally alabaster, but Mystic makes her a nice shade of ecru.<br />
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Neutrogena-MicroMist-Tanning-Sunless-Spray/dp/B0009F3NYQ?ie=UTF8&tag=monk0a-20&link_code=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"><img alt="Neutrogena MicroMist Tanning Sunless Spray - Deep 5.3oz" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B0009F3NYQ&tag=monk0a-20" /></a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=monk0a-20&l=bil&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B0009F3NYQ" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /><br />
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We're hitting Macy's today in search of a swimsuit for me. I'm starting swim lessons soon and need to look good while I scream. I'll let you know what we score.<br />
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I'm pretty sure I can pull off a bikini. Wish us luck!<br />
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</div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-3484856375422856942010-05-26T07:00:00.001-04:002010-05-26T07:00:04.324-04:00Wordless Wednesday: Asleep on the Job<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYnzJjVbincZ5TfLbDPWxJAUuvYomTIKHIWXEYQ_2sWU0rEMgogQVLsSsipb2wUUerFKrBPqvNTTg9FCJ6Tox_YjfQqdpn81_2cSjcChTLoaJ5D2i3hreh-OibWfG_X79pwqL1aJZI2BZG/s1600/CIMG0522.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYnzJjVbincZ5TfLbDPWxJAUuvYomTIKHIWXEYQ_2sWU0rEMgogQVLsSsipb2wUUerFKrBPqvNTTg9FCJ6Tox_YjfQqdpn81_2cSjcChTLoaJ5D2i3hreh-OibWfG_X79pwqL1aJZI2BZG/s320/CIMG0522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475321386594183378" /></a>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-70252378900018657312010-05-25T10:53:00.004-04:002010-05-25T11:16:18.755-04:00I've Gone Primal!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhczaDsRmuQt3A-dVX6tlM6obYwm9KJ6BcBfAKEsAKZH95_MIRySYNiF2gf-VoSatLLkMXWiQPOrq3WOIYwIafG3e33VCc03syjXAW5ECqyQjyVCDxsZcmMtGQjA2bTu3QVczMxhSaPDmg-/s1600/CIMG0553.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhczaDsRmuQt3A-dVX6tlM6obYwm9KJ6BcBfAKEsAKZH95_MIRySYNiF2gf-VoSatLLkMXWiQPOrq3WOIYwIafG3e33VCc03syjXAW5ECqyQjyVCDxsZcmMtGQjA2bTu3QVczMxhSaPDmg-/s320/CIMG0553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475221157789584674" /></a>Look! I'm eating roasted chicken. Not only is it yummy, but it makes a nice facial mask. <div><br /></div><div>Mommy Chick is pretty excited because Operation Melt Baby Fat is going very well. This is pretty funny. MC lost all of her Baby Growing weight within the first week I was on Earth. But then, I ate at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">boobie</span> buffet 24/7 and it made her insanely hungry. So she gained a bunch of it back. Isn't that crazy?</div><div><br /></div><div>So we put our heads together and began counting calories. But MC was starving all the time and still didn't lose weight. That's what I call a lose-lose situation. And the supply at the buffet tanked, so no one was happy. And when I'm not happy, we have problems.</div><div><br /></div><div>MC was all sad, so she started working out with a trainer. He told us to read this blog:</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.paleonu.com/get-started/">http://www.paleonu.com/get-started/</a></div><div><br /></div><div>The gist is you kind of eat like our ancestors did a bunch of years ago. You know, back when they lived in caves instead of condos. I don't really like science, but if you do, you can see all the studies and research that explain the theory.</div><div><br /></div><div>If you don't feel like reading here is the deal. It all revolves around insulin. Increase in insulin is bad and makes you fat and hungry. And oh yeah, causes disease. Yuck. </div><div><br /></div><div>1. Don't eat sugar or white flour.</div><div>2. Limit grains.</div><div>3. Increase fat.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's super yummy and totally works. MC is closing in on her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pre</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">preg</span> weight, but wants to lose a bit more. </div><div><br /></div><div>And here's the best part. Since going primal, the supply at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">boobie</span> buffet has just about doubled. </div><div><br /></div><div>And that makes me happy. And when I'm happy, we are all happy.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-11322077558281422782010-05-24T09:22:00.004-04:002010-05-24T09:38:19.811-04:00Breaking News: I Have Hair<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqgdPHcz_kiZTE0Y12J0r3OZRnnGLm8_as_BGR-hYVPyO_Tngn3Z5QKLbzVXUq87RL1mjcLBKfliVtMwr-yp2uh9WqR32aQo6D1YwbaN9GK2JYBQIKVKByZaHlXUPVqRGmCAM2gugF8iv/s1600/P5220509.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqgdPHcz_kiZTE0Y12J0r3OZRnnGLm8_as_BGR-hYVPyO_Tngn3Z5QKLbzVXUq87RL1mjcLBKfliVtMwr-yp2uh9WqR32aQo6D1YwbaN9GK2JYBQIKVKByZaHlXUPVqRGmCAM2gugF8iv/s320/P5220509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474826454370565506" /></a>Check it out! I'm rocking a bow WITH NO HEADBAND! The bow is indeed clipped to actual strands of hair. I'm pretty sure I'm a future blond, so I still kind of look bald. But I really am sprouting a nice little mane.<div><br /></div><div>This picture was snapped by the paparazzi at the gay chorus concert this weekend. Mommy Chick and I worked in the lobby pimping a DVD we produced.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am wearing a custom-made dress, designed for me by one of Daddy Dude's patients. She has a little business and keeps threatening to open an online store, but so far has not. We will let you know as soon as that gets rolling.</div><div><br /></div><div>MC is wearing, don't judge, a dress from <a href="http://www1.macys.com/catalog/index.ognc?CategoryID=49146&PageID=211082703203847">Macy's junior</a> department. She is far from being a "junior" so I was a bit confused. But it totally makes sense...she needed something sassy and trendy, yet didn't want to commit much cash. MC still melting away some pounds, so I agree that investing in something pricey would be silly.</div><div><br /></div><div>We paid $24.99 for this little dress. Here is a similar one for the same price:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSxQPlpELH7pHiQ_aNX-ZNDTb6xbiwalGqfGVbh2iadfmiBN27uuNhO2-R7IEb9cMYeP09sfubBzd9W5gKUoFC_aumk2ZAS1RoqNHVUGy5Qa3I0VrBscOw5zjPtzD3Gg_El9skrIAEixpx/s1600/734023_fpx.tif.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSxQPlpELH7pHiQ_aNX-ZNDTb6xbiwalGqfGVbh2iadfmiBN27uuNhO2-R7IEb9cMYeP09sfubBzd9W5gKUoFC_aumk2ZAS1RoqNHVUGy5Qa3I0VrBscOw5zjPtzD3Gg_El9skrIAEixpx/s320/734023_fpx.tif.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474828675343522082" /></a> <div></div><div><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div></span></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-31804077149095323912010-05-21T10:14:00.008-04:002010-05-21T10:53:56.656-04:00Help Monkey Babies with Blood Cancers<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Happy Friday! Yesterday I celebrated my eight month birthday. Yay me! I use the term "celebrate" lightly, because Mommy Chick and I like to celebrate our love and fabulocity each day, and we think you should, too.<br /><br />I'm so happy to be healthy and have the energy to play in the park and blog about pretty clothes. I've told you before that I did a short NICU stint when I was born. Pneumonia is for the birds. It was not a good time and MC doesn't like to to talk about it, especially because she wears liquid eyeliner which is not conducive to crying.<br /><br />Here is a video of me when I was a few days old. I was sucking colostrum off a cotton swab. If you watch it too much, you might melt at how sweet and cute I am. BTW...those are Daddy Dude's hands. MC does not have big furry fingers. That would be gross.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw7i1nDGEDFYQfAjSJJhtQSUWpg60nL_J4podjUhckm_9UJPsesgKS8gir_lPITefcMALmRxK1mRxbko2y6Ng' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>When I was in the hospital, MC and Daddy Dude were so touched by the help and outpouring of love we all received. Our friend, Barbara, was so wonderful to all of us. She came and sat with MC, who was all weepy pants. But even though MC was weepy, she still blew out her hair and wore lip gloss, which is a lot more</div><div> than I can say for a nurse who was mean to us. But I digress.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWM4RqxLjQZ6evMe3C9LjiLc5d3ir0r1aaDuqbucvN5Yll7Fb5upzhoP_2QJ1Fv-6t4YN9Z4dFEBNh6gIfR4Tv9J76R-_5PT_nIFTrrHj1A-6IolGgLInNPJqu8dniRiqoMpePGvlZYRKA/s320/P4230498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473733513706651554" /></div><div>Barbara also did <a href="http://www.myhealthtouch.com/">cranial sacral therapy </a>on me, which helped me heal faster. I was only in the pokey for 10 days, and we just can't imagine what it's like for mommies and daddies and babies who have blood cancer.</div><div><br /></div><div>And now, Barbara is running for the<a href="http://www.myhealthtouch.com/womanoftheyear.html"> Central Florida Woman of the Year</a>. That's a pretty big title, but we think it is fitting for a few reasons:</div><div><br /></div><div>*She is a Lymph Drainage Therapist</div><div>*She is raising money for the Leukemia Lymphoma Society.</div><div>*This money goes toward helping children with blood cancers.</div><div>*Every 10 minutes a life is lost to leukemia.</div><div><br /></div><div>One dollar equals one vote. She needs 5,000 votes, or she will be publicly beheaded. I authorized a nice donation from our family business. </div><div><br /></div><div>If each one of you gave even a dollar or two, that would be a lot. I'm not really that good at math, but I do know that a least a few hundred people visit me every day. I know that because I'm a Reverse Stalker. I can see you. And I know if you have time to be sitting around reading blogs, you have time to go this website and donate $5.</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.myhealthtouch.com/womanoftheyear.html</div><div><br /></div><div>Seriously, go get a latte and then donate the same amount to help sick monkey babies.</div><div><br /></div><div>And if you actually do it, maybe I will tell you the story about how Barbara helped MC and DD know what my name was supposed to be. </div><div><br /></div><div>Here's your tease: I was still in utero.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-76071437633360035802010-05-20T08:50:00.000-04:002010-05-20T08:50:43.449-04:00Janie and Jack: Monkey ParadiseYeah, I said it: Monkey Paradise. I do love to shop at <a href="http://www.janieandjack.com/">Janie and Jack</a>, so I'm very honored they designed a whole collection just for me.<br />
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I wore <a href="http://www.janieandjack.com/shop/dept_item.jsp?PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524443463290&FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374303717808&bmUID=1274359106854&productSizeSelected=0">this little number</a> to <a href="http://monkeymaesays.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-met-dolphin.html">Seaworld over the weekend</a>. It's very gauzy and cool, which is a plus for these steamy temps. Also, it's not too obvious. You know what I mean? The monkeys are classy and refined, just chillin' in palm trees. They're not slinging poo like zoo monkeys. Not that there's anything wrong with that.<br />
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</div></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-3042789303063249812010-05-19T07:00:00.001-04:002010-05-19T07:00:05.396-04:00My Own Version of "Dancing with the Stars"Do you love "Dancing with the Stars"? I think it's fabulous and is one of the reasons I refuse to go to bed early.<div><br /></div><div>I can't decide whether I love Nicole or Evan more. Nicole is from the same town as Mommy Chick, and is clearly the best dancer. But Evan is so funny, and I'm pretty sure he is fa-la-la-fabulous, if you know what I mean. And I think you do.</div><div><br /></div><div>As you may already know, I excel at the <a href="http://monkeymaesays.blogspot.com/2010/03/river-dance.html">River Dance</a>!</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I've added ballroom to my repertoire. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyoq29ojOLixz9cjeb4cJUKMg_-8OMAh56HU5AAvFHxfQDcx1FiNHKhBdrYW4yES9r299wNybi-yjE5LGobjA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>This was an impromptu performance. Next time I will spray tan and add sequins to my monkey pajamas.</div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-15051602836143663742010-05-18T09:00:00.002-04:002010-05-18T09:00:08.176-04:00I Met a Dolphin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg45Ro3_-u5v6rP7gzLCXxAaDnZo86ba7CYnAcyh15BAsR_S6PXwUb1NH7H5H_BXbd_yOOCTsDpWUQplnmFC26h_WdcyZIG7ZIdujsH8bLkLFgE2o-sgaFs3xodQ0Y2qu-lrYcBnRzKaEak/s1600/P5150506.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg45Ro3_-u5v6rP7gzLCXxAaDnZo86ba7CYnAcyh15BAsR_S6PXwUb1NH7H5H_BXbd_yOOCTsDpWUQplnmFC26h_WdcyZIG7ZIdujsH8bLkLFgE2o-sgaFs3xodQ0Y2qu-lrYcBnRzKaEak/s320/P5150506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472311412332803778" /></a><br />And I want him to live in my bathtub. This dolphin especially warms my heart because he posed on cue.<div><br /></div><div>Over the weekend, we went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Seaworld</span>. It's this big, hot place where animals live in pools. You can see by the sweat glistening on both Mommy Chick and me that we really wanted to hop into the pool, too. But MC explained that diving into the dolphin pool would be considered inappropriate and might get us thrown into theme park jail.</div><div><br /></div><div>I really don't want to go to theme park jail, because we'd probably be in there with people who wear <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Crocs</span> and style their hair into mullets.</div><div><br /></div><div>Speaking of hair, you can't see from that picture, but I'm finally starting to get some. I decided to yank my hat off all day, so MC slicked up my 'do with some sunscreen. </div><div><br /></div><div>Daddy Dude thought I might like to show my luxurious hair to the passers-by on the log flume ride.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzhnzNG_H1PKA4cHR6d6WNyIxdRlVLVO9TAAtjMWBMNxP54yTB4Mu7VeI-5sLdxP2Y84WEFRQ3pq90_cXZoaA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Rude. That is MC and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">DD's</span> friend laughing. Rude.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I'm having to undergo special hair treatments to get the reclaimed water funk out of my locks.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-52305298615070972032010-05-17T14:55:00.004-04:002010-05-17T15:05:51.731-04:00Canine CompanionsRemember yesterday when I told you we went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Seaworld</span>? You'll never believe why we went! Mommy Chick, Daddy Dude and I were invited to a very special event: a <a href="http://www.cci.org/site/c.cdKGIRNqEmG/b.3978475/k.3F1C/Canine_Companions_for_Independence.htm">Canine Companions for Independence </a>Graduation.<div><br /></div><div>If you don't know about <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">CCI</span>, go check out their <a href="http://www.cci.org/site/c.cdKGIRNqEmG/b.3978475/k.3F1C/Canine_Companions_for_Independence.htm">website</a>. These dogs and their people are so amazing and pretty much make my dogs look extra lazy. And maybe not so smart.</div><div><br /></div><div>We went to support <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Talullah</span> Belle, a black lab. She and her trainer, Peggy, are patients of DD. I personally think <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Talullah</span> Mae has a nice ring to it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Isn't she beautiful? I love her and just know she will make an amazing companion for a very lucky person!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxw8zn7CdIX8sJECBL9giSrfGcNfHPS0TvInQzu8xZdsjy-G8Ngj0wn0AC_RwPxgjrMzsVNNrg-EPiZvqDk0g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>I love this video of Tallulah Belle Mae, with the exception of MC droning on and on about mastitis in the background. We get it, MC, you were sick. It wasn't a picnic for any of us, believe me. But let's all move on, OK?</div><div><br /></div><div>We have more important things to talk about, like my hair. Do you love it? I'm still growing it out some, but am pleased with its sunny <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">blond</span> hue.</div><div><br /></div><div>I still think a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">sweepy</span> bang might look nice.</div><div><br /></div><div>What do you think?<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-58751456963225418892010-05-17T12:14:00.004-04:002010-05-17T12:29:15.061-04:00I'm Just Like Barbara WaltersWow, I've been away a long time. I told you Mommy Chick is recovering from mastitis. It's pretty much like having the Devil in Your Boobies, but maybe even a bit worse. She finally is up and moving again, which is good. I really haven't authorized much sick time for her, so to have her use up almost two weeks is not good for the bottom line.<div><br /></div><div>MC and I are on the Board of Directors for our local gay chorus. MC is a really bad singer, so she mainly helps with public relations and media stuff.</div><div><br /></div><div>Our big project lately has been producing a DVD to celebrate their 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> Anniversary Season. So I've gotten to interview a lot of people, help shoot video and help edit.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is what happened when we went to interview the publisher of a newspaper. If you are aspiring to be a journalist, keep in mind that it is very professional to take a baby to your interviews. For added flair, wear a top that is covered in baby puke.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwB9ezWhi9-bOAPzjqScYhBc6vaTvyu0Qh458SHU2llNrLgAtHkjBahduBp1GnxgeTfdLTZqk6wMR3PJeWYCg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Were you able to pick out my question? Pretty hard-hitting stuff, huh?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-51311891797260646202010-05-06T09:04:00.004-04:002010-05-06T09:13:48.839-04:00Mommy was Hit by a Boobie TruckSorry we've been MIA. Where to begin? Mommy Chick is down and out with something called mastitis. So she pretty much lays in her bed and sleeps. She says it feels like a truck hit her. And she has a fever. Don't worry, she's on antibiotics so we're hoping to be back to normal in a few days.<div><br /></div><div>My Gigi has been here working for me while MC lays around like a possum. I kind of like this mastitis thing, because the doctor told her to sleep and feed me as much as possible. So I'm playing a very important role in recovery. </div><div><br /></div><div>Much like a queen, Gigi ferries me back and forth to the milk bar every few hours. I could get used to this.</div><div><br /></div><div>I've been working on a lot of stuff lately, like growing hair and saying "Da da." I have video of all of this, but am hesitant to make MC work too much today.</div><div><br /></div><div>We'll try to update tomorrow. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517401730664644602.post-29407431367260166052010-04-28T08:27:00.003-04:002010-04-28T08:47:02.561-04:00My Parents are So RudeNot only are they rude, but they have the cajones to capture their rudeness on video tape. I'm quite certain I could use this video as some sort of evidence when I call the Never Wake a Sleeping Baby Police and get them put in You Woke a Sleeping Baby Jail.<div><br /></div><div>Isn't that the rule? Never Wake a Sleeping Baby? That's what I thought, but Mommy Chick and Daddy Dude clearly did not get the memo. They've been all in a tizzy because I changed my bedtime. I'm getting older, so I like to watch prime time TV, then I need to catch the first block of the local news. That put me hitting the Baby Hay around 11:15 for a few nights.</div><div><br /></div><div>So I heard them laying in their bed, frantically plotting the end of my late bedtime. </div><div><br /></div><div>Here is Phase One of their plan. By the way, MC doesn't always sound like a man. She's been sick, so it gives a nice, husky/nasal tone to her voice. Sexy.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzXNXviK0b8NM1ZBL0vIXylaKmmvDpfhIgCjgLukcvsfJAMGoqxYXPBmzXXvHYVAv-hxsJCNLXyl1vHMx6s3w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Even my Big Brown Dog is a part of the conspiracy. But I have a plan of my own. Last night I slept from 9:30 until 8:15. I'll do that for a few more nights, you know, lull them into a false sense of victory. Then I'll sneak attack by demanding to watch late night infomercials. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm starting to get a little hair, so I need to learn all about the<a href="http://www.bighappiehair.com/"> Bump It</a>. <br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Monkey Maehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792467288598441900noreply@blogger.com4