Okay folks get your minds out of the gutter! When I mentioned the pending sexy bedroom post, y'all seemed to assume I was referring to the homecoming with Todd after my NY trip(Todd included...he was psyched) C’mon, people! Would I kiss and tell?
What I was referring to was the master bedroom that stands alone in my mind as a living breathing entity in the CT home the workshop took place in. The homeowners generously donated their space for three days and considering there were about 20 of us drinking coffee all day, all three bathrooms were in use.
I must say, once I got wind of the sexy bedroom you had to walk through to get to the master bathroom, I never used any of the others. It kept pulling me in.
Erotic pictures (not porn) hung on the walls. Nudes, everywhere. The bedding was not too frilly, not too masculine. Care had definately been taken to "set the stage."
My thoughts went to our own bedroom, back in Virginia. Sure, we "get together" often enough but our room ain't no "love shack."
Plain white walls.
The comfiest cosiest bed ever.
Two night stands on either side with magazines, tissues, phone, TV remote, and a clock.
On one dresser, a big clear plastic storage bin that serves as our medicine cabinet. On top of said medicine cabinet are boxes of tampons and Stayfree night time maxi pads. There are also old newspapers from our trip to Tennessee (back in July), some lotions and a small 13 inch TV.
The other dresser is worse. On it...the iron, much dust, a pile of clothes, a jewelry box and diaper supplies. (Seth hasn’t worn a diaper in half a year).
The only art in this room is a wall hanging about "brotherhood" (to Todd on his 40th from his wonderful brother Tim) and a picture of Pope John Paul II (a wedding gift from Todd’s parents which came with a blessing on our marriage).
Um....you see where I'm going here?
Until I witnessed the sexy bedroom, it hadn't occured to me that our room is the only one in the house we haven't spent any time decorating, almost two years after moving in. How sad is that?
If you believe, as I do, that we create our own reality....and that what you focus on expands, you can see why this would be an upsetting revelation!
So...I'm on a mission to sexify the bedroom.
When I'm done, maybe I'll even post sexy pictures!
Of the room people...geesh.
Y'all are perverts.