Sunday, 8th
That's NOT a toy!
I wondered were he'd gone off to. Found him sitting on the mixer's breadhook waiting for a spin.
Ok, since you want to play breadmaker so badly, this week we're going to make you help out in the bakery.
Monday, 9th
Monkey picks a bread recipe from Little
Prague’s extensive collection of European fare.
He wanted to make monkey bread—but that’s
not a Bohemian dish. Then he insisted upon cooking breadfruit, but that
would be cheating. He finally settled on Como Bread. However, the restaurant’s
receipts are kept secret; therefore, there’s nothing in the cookbook
he’s studying. No worries. He can’t read.
Monkey flour-bin dives with his scoop to start. He’s vertically challenged in circumstances like this making for difficulties. Nevertheless, as a long time dumpster-diver, he’s up to the task.
Even the French Judge gave him a score of 9.3!
Wednesday, 11th
Opice the doughboy. Rather than trying to ride the wild breadhook, Opice
settles for driving the hardware mixing the dough. He’s being such
a good monk, we’re worried!
Thursday, 12th
From flour to dough to loaves, Monkey fulfills the bakery’s kneads,
as well as his for nonsense. He couldn’t resist turning the scales
into a teeter-totter the moment the boss turned her back.
Friday, 13th
Paraskavedekatriaphobia or Triskaidekaphobia
?
He’s hiding in bed and refuses to get up. He says he’s safe
there. When I ask what from, Opice snuggles deeper under the covers whimpering,
“Today.”
So. Looks like today’s going to
be a holiday for me!
No need to get out of bed today, either. Monkey’s gotten loads of goodies from his special Valentine. Can you guess who that is? It’s not me. And it’s not his pal Hago who lives in the Navajo Nation.
Surely you can guess it’s… Monkey! He never forgets himself on holidays.
[Note: don’t call him Shirley.]
