Scary as it may sound, I actually broke several major laws of nature the other day. Including, but not restricted to; taking a shower, going out in public, and changing my socks. You see, I don’t usually perform any of the aforementioned tasks on Sunday. In my opinion, Sundays are for snoozing ’till noon, wearing sweats, noshing on popcorn, watching bad television, and basically doing a whole lot of nothing. The great thing about these activities, is that I perform them so ding dang well. I’m extraordinarily good at them. And I readily fess up to my talent…even to total strangers. If only I could get paid handsomely for this general malaise-like behavior. The sad thing is, they don’t really have a sort of sloth-on-the-sofa occupation in the world of corporate America. Wait a second…hold the phone…yes they do…that’s it, I’m running for President…<\/p>\n
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In a perfect world, we all have living rooms reeking of Pottery Barn <\/strong>and well-appointed kitchens stocked with matching Crate & Barrel <\/strong>dishes http:\/\/www.crateandbarrel.com\/category.aspx?c=10<\/a> (hey Dude, check out the Kelli plates). Colorful square throw rugs and chocolate leather furniture all co-exist in harmony with fresh tulips, French Press coffee, handmade Turkish candles, Riedel wine glasses, glimmering flatware, and vintage collectibles. http:\/\/ww2.potterybarn.com\/cat\/index.cfm?src=shpcfur%7Crshop&cid=furuph<\/a> In our own reality-driven world at “Cowpoke Alley”<\/strong>, it’s more like donated futons and second-hand Tupperware. Rugs from BIG LOTS <\/span>and rockers from Grandma chaotically mix in a playful dance with wilting violets, Vons French Roast, Cost Plus votives, shot glasses, party-striped utensils, pink flamingos and Tigger paraphernalia.<\/p>\n So it should come as no surprise that our garage is not a picture of organized splendor, reminiscent of an HGTV ad, full of hope, promise, and 97 rows of neatly lined plastic cubes from the Container Store<\/strong>. http:\/\/www.containerstore.com\/browse\/shopbyroom\/garage.jhtml?page=2<\/a><\/p>\n Even though my roomie and I have maintained our happy residence for over a year now, we just can’t seem to muster up the energy, or more importantly, the interest<\/em> in cardboard box removal. However, this being a new year and all, a semi-tidy garage has become one of several resolutions to be fulfilled (one of the others being Cinderella’s “bedroom”, but that’s a whole other Oprah). Nonetheless, tackling this gigantic project all at once left us feeling both overwhelmed and unexcited, and ready for a couple shots of Jose.<\/p>\n