Honeystickaround.
I'm not sure if that counts as a pun, but after Yesterday's fiasco, it just feels wrong. : oAnne:
What a beautiful Friday.
After doing our shopping and seeing a movie, we came home to Sheer Joy and Following of our Bliss...
(I love how the beets in a salad make the fresh mozzarella pink...)...
. . . .
The story of our ottoman. It's small. It's old. It's cover is torn. We struggle to fit all of our feet on it when we're sitting on the futon, watching TV...someone complains that they're not getting enough of it (OK...usually that's me...)...
And so we bought a new one. A bigger one. So that we would have *two*, even, and there would be no more struggles.
But we returned it. It was too big. We're back to the Joy of sharing our little, old ottoman...snuggling close to each other while watching TV...
And it's wonderful...
