Pink Piggies

If you've followed my blog for a while, or even if you've just glanced at my header, you probably know that I have a thing for pigs, and quite a few of them are pink.

The Good Luck Pig sitting in my kitchen window was a gift from my friend Janice. In Germany, when someone is lucky, it is customary to say, "Ich Habe Schwein Gehabt," which means "I have had Pig." This tradition dates back to hard times, when if you had a pig to feed your family you were considered fortunate.

With flames coming out of his nose, this pig doubles as a lighter. Linda gave it to me. I tried to light him for the picture, but I was having difficulty managing the camera with one hand and the lighter with the other without getting burned, so you'll just have to imagine the flames.

On the other side of my kitchen window is this collection of miniature pigs, including a couple of pink ones, that Diane sent me for Christmas. Diane is my daughter-in-law Katie's mother. I figured she spent the whole year just scouting for pigs. In fact, a lot of my pigs have come from friends, and I treasure all of them.

These two pigs sit in my grandmother's rocking chair along with my doll Liza, who is probably about as old as I am. The one on the left is actually a book that my sister Margie gave me just before Walker was born. My friend Luna gave me the cute little plush pig. He squeals when you press on his belly. The needlepoint pillow, also showing pink, once belonged to my mother-in-law.

I bought this fat chenille pig at market. He likes to sit in a window seat in my guest bathroom and watch the world go by. Maybe Walker will enjoy playing with him some day, or he can just continue being fat and lazy.

This little beaded pig coin purse was a gift from my friend Patt. He's just the right size for carrying a stash of mad money in my pocket.

If you have a minute and would like to read more about my pig collection, go here.

For more pinkness be sure to visit Beverly at How Sweet the Sound. You'll find that lots of bloggers are in the pink.