I am concerned. I keep noticing items and thinking, "oh, wouldn't that look darling in a baby's room?" Just the other day, as my parents sorted through more antique items pulled from their dusty closet homes, which certainly haven't seen the light of day this decade, I snagged a soft-pink colored tile emblazoned with an image of Bambi.
Because it was effing adorable.For example, look at this soft
Square Oak Table Lamp from Papa Stour, 175 pounds. What a sweet, whimsical nightlight this would make!
"Wouldn't that look darling in a baby's room?"![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMt0ebS1gDt7ujmTiLsek6I8Li7j3IPIBx49LfuITZWjbQMb8NTzubtO_JlR-oPiFw-NjZSbc6ojuOZiAnRTQwyTRLQPJghX_f5Bd-jGSLJ1REUEfnplci39feKkJdpxELT-5fj_cz4HWn/s400/main.jpg)
Someone come to my house and beat my uterus into submission, please.
2 comments:
You should have been at church with us this morning. That would have been enough for you to open your own abdomen with a blunt knife and pull it out yourself.
Self-immolation instead perhaps? I'm game.
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