Roj got a promotion. He's big-time now. Got an office with a view, an assistant, a phone to bang on, a big desk - the whole works. He's gonna make the big bucks and buy his momma big diamonds because he's that kind of guy.
He's so big-time that he refuses to wear a suit to the office. It'll intimidate all the other people who are not quite as big-time as he is. His assistant has to wear a suit, though, because he's not big-time like Roj and, therefore, not quite as intimidating. His arm is in the picture below, catering to Roj's office needs.
Okay, so maybe Rojo and I just went downtown to have lunch with Dad when the big kids were staying with Grandma and Grandpa, but Roj can dream right?
Love,
Momma T.
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- Momma T
- I'm a 36-year-old mother of three (one girl and two boys), lover of fashion, chocolate, and red wine, ex-lawyer about to become a lawyer again to fund the fashion, chocolate and red wine habit. I revere the sisterhood of moms.
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