So I've started another one...

I finally got around to starting another blog. I had some time on my hands since I'm not feeling well and laying in bed. I should be running errands but they can wait. I'm more important and so here I sit, propped up in my bed under a brand new quilt, nice and cozy. I have a poodle beside me. He's my best friend...at least until Shawn comes home then I'm ignored. Turd.

I named this blog Silly Monkey because my best buddy in my daycare class, Zachary, is leaving me soon to go to the two's room and "Silly Monkey" is his favorite saying of late. I'm going to miss that little turkey. He's one of the best behaved there. If only the other 7 kids were as well behaved my day would go much easier.

Here's a picture of me with four of the rugrats I spend my day with. There's a child in my lap, although hard to see, he's wearing a green hat. I had to block two faces out as I didn't want to publish photos on my blog without the parents permission. I spend alot of my 5 hours a day right in this spot...in this picture, we're building a tower with blocks. They then blow it down and we rebuild it. There's a bookshelf right behind me. I think I've read those books at least 100 times each. ugh.



Greg has been wanting a motorcycle for the last two years. We finally got one this Saturday. It's an Ultra Classic Harley Davidson. It's now in my basement covered under a blanket, *eye roll*. Men.



When I'm not working or cleaning up after two kids, I'm up at the chicken coop taking care of 14 chickens, a female turkey and a goat. The turkey gets a bug up her butt every once in a while and roosts on top of this fence. It's a pain in the ass to have to chase her down at night to lock her up. She a strong little buggar. The goat will eat from your hand but won't let you pet her much.



It's late and I'm going to bed. I didn't sleep well last night and right now my temp. is 100. I feel like crap.

Goodnight.