If you’re a giant nerd like me, you might be aware that on Battlestar Galactica, the words “Galactica Actual” were uttered more than a few times. For an explanation of that, read this, as it explains it far better than I could attempt to articulate.
So you might say that the leader of Scurvytown is “Scurvytown Actual” by that definition. So that could be me, it could be the Mayor of Scurvytown, whomever. That is not the point of this blog, which I am probably too sleepy to have begun to write. The point of this is to give you a tour of my apartment, which I think is freaking adorable.
So, let’s step up to the front door and knock to see if anyone is at home, shall we?
- Knocking on the front door
- Do what the floor mat says
- Poncho welcomes you to Scurvytown
- Have a seat on the Scurvycouch
- A view of Downtown Scurvytown
- Comfy reading zone
- Poncho takes a nap
- Where I pretend I give a craft
- Welcome to Midtown Scurvytown
- Where the Mad Science happens
- A view of Uptown Scurvytown
- My art in brassieres
I love how the gallery function on WordPress allows me to tell a story primarily in photographs. It’s really kind of fun! I hope others enjoyed this post, and took note that I’ve clearly seen the softer side of Ikea as far as decorating goes. Ha!
That last photo has a story, of course, so settle in for a little quick and dirty story time. You see, I thought it was funny to use the lamp as a bra holder, so I have been throwing my bras there for about a week. Then, on Tuesday, some guys stopped by from Macy’s to deliver and put together my new bed frame. They laughed at the floor mat, and I didn’t think anything of the bra lamp until after they were gone. Some gals might have been mortified, but I think it’s pretty obvious what my reaction was: I giggled and shrugged it off, hoping I made them laugh and, possibly, have a story to tell other people. It’s all about the laughter and the storytelling with me, you see.