I took a collage class last night. The artist lived in this two story loft, studio space in the basement. He had a bright yellow swing suspended from the ceiling in the kitchen! Note the woman with the Oscar de la Renta gown in the bathtub. I was incredulous, but husband seemed to understand it! At least, he didn't say "You..are...so...WEIRD."
Soon, you will hear about Junior and the oatmeal bowl, in supposed protest to wearing the asymmetric sweater. Right now, I type with Tarzan himself hanging from my neck - blogging was much easier when I was working nights and could go to
bed blog in the morning!