Hmmm

DISCLAIMER: Some of the things mentioned in this blog are offensive. Get over it!

Let's just say that before Scott married me he was definitely a bachelor. You know the kind. They are the bachelors with the free leather sofa's that his buddy gave to him when he got married. There is that horrid coffee table made of cinder blocks and spray painted particle board, pictures of scantily clad (if at all clad) women in various rooms of the house. Worst of all probably (not always) some form or pornography exists in the bachelor pad. When I moved in with Scott the scantily clad women went away some to another room or box never to be opened or seen...and some, well, some just sort of disappeared. I can't say to where though. I plead the fifth. Other things stayed around. We still have those yucky couches (which I swear are not making it another move, I always say that and yet here they are). The mismatching dishes are long gone but his prized cereal bowls are not...and neither are the Girls Gone Wild DVD's. I have a feeling about this move though and I think they are not going to make it. I normally didn't have a problem with these things until...look carefully. How many GGW DVD's do you see? I see 3!

As for the particle board coffee table, it was replaced with a beautiful oak table. I am not sure if it will make it long here though either. See proof below. (I know the b&w's are not my best work but I was in a hurry to take these while he wasn't paying attention and forgot to change the camera settings, sorry. Oh, also, you will notice that some of the knobs on the drawers have been taken off. It's so that Mr. Babies doesn't get into them and make a bigger mess than he already does.)