Sunday, November 05, 2006

My wife made me do it.

This has entered our home. No, not the drooling child or the kitty-cat - though honestly I'd be surprised if you could see them clearly past the glare from their perch.

I mean the couch. The one which, while it has nifty features like removeable fabric which is machine washable, will still always look like Picaso performed a mighty "technicolor-yawn" on it.

I grew up in a house with clown-orange carpeting, and find solace in neither. Posted by Picasa

1 comment:

Queen of Spain said...

Yeah. Um....slipcovers people. SLIPCOVERS.

I love you both dearly, but SLIPCOVERS.