C'mon into my cozy sunroom. In case you've ever wondered, when I'm blogging, often this is the spot. Jimjams on, bare feet on ottoman, laptop and TiVo fired up.....did you just contentedly sigh, too? 
PS Yes, the fig tree is silk. Fucking sue me. Those things are a bitch to care for when you don't really care to. Care for them, I mean. The peace lily is real at least, bitch.
8 comments:
You have such marvelous taste.
Oh sure, right after I snarked on your couch. On that guilt trip, it's a two-way street we're traveling on, apparently. ;-)
As soon as your ass hits that couch, you'll change your tune, brother.
We'll see.
The picture is so slivery because I'm actually sitting stage left, cropped out.
Dude, if you think that tree is silk you are delusional. In the world of fake plants SILK = POLYESTER. Do not go near the mofo with anything lit, even if it's you.
Oooh, speaking or snark.... :)
Nice room btw.
Thanks, TOA, and I'll keep the advice in mind. I really need to purge the synthetic foliage, but I'm just too lazy right now.
Ficus fakus.
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