Monday, June 02, 2008

Is that a futon in your kitchen or are you just glad to see me?



Getting ready for invasion of imaginary Internet friends by putting my non-functional futon in the kitchen until I decide what to do with it. That in itself is a kind of decision, though not a very good idea long-term.

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Spend 20 hot sweaty minutes with Orlando Manuel. The good news is that he does make my heart beat faster every time I'm with him. The bad news is that all he ever does is lay around the house. Hmph.

7 comments:

Xenia said...

Love the decor! Orlando would get my heart beating fast too. :)

I want to invade your house too! *wah* Maybe if airline prices drop dramatically for August I can come visit then. Or probably not. sigh...

Crabby McSlacker said...

Wow, that treadmill must be an amazing tool for weight loss--walk on it and you disappear entirely!

(Love the pictures!)

Merry said...

Xenia, you would be most welcome!
(For that matter, Crabby, you would be too ;)

Yeah, Orlando's useful :)

McB said...

A futon in the kitchen? You trendsetter, you. Most people just have a bar stool.

Reb said...

At least you don't have to feed Orlando when you are done getting all hot & sweaty ;) Love the daring of putting the futon in the kitchen!

me said...

Futon in the kitchen = breakfast in bed. See, there's an upside.

Scale Junkie said...

Damn you're good! You've talked your shoes into exercising for you...do you still get to count the calories burned?

I'm thinking you could turn the Futon on its side and call it a sculpture.