|oh god, that light fixture. ugh.|
the dogs are like little old ladies who are always cold. they follow the sun around the house.
sophia rolled in the kitty litter again and she's filthy and sleeping on the back of the sofa. i'm going to drink a throwback pepsi, watch a little martha, and take a hot shower. it's a happy day around here.
by the way, i know that the carpet looks truly awful in these pictures. it looks even worse in real life. i swear that it was ruined before we even moved here. lumber liquidator fliers are gazed upon more lustfully than porn in this house.