And if Marshall is unable to find work, I told him I'd be willing to move to Montana and learn to cultivate the land. You know, as long as it doesn't snow. And there's no bugs. And not too much rain. And with lots of restaurants around for when I don't feel like cultivating the land. You know, the part of Montana where it's exactly like Los Angeles, only cheaper.
And apparently getting a GIANT BUNNY with GIANT RABBIT'S FEET didn't change our luck much. Just got news yesterday from our bank that our credit card number has been compromised. Again. 4th time since September. Each time our number has been stolen from a merchant we shopped at. When I mentioned the latest occurrence on Facebook, one family I know said it happened to every single member of their family in one week. They happen to live locally and I think we must all be shopping at the same place.
So to sum it all up, we're all doing fine and Marshall has decided to switch professions to the lucrative credit card number stealing racket. Hey, it seems to be working for them.