Our lovely abode doesn't seem to have enough quirks on it's own so of course we, as residents, must add to it's splendor.
Firstly, it becomes a game to try and figure out who wrote on the dishwasher depending on what is said. And obviously the word of the day must be implemented into our vocabulary. It is used as often as deemed necessary and correct...or just as much as we can fit it into a sentence.
Secondly, cups have become nonexistent in this house and have recently been removed from the endangered species list and added to the extinct list. We have mugs instead. Yes, you know, hot chocolate mugs. The ones you cradle and caress in your hands to warm yourself up from a day of playing in the snow. They come in all shapes and sizes. We don't know where most of them came from.
Thirdly, I would like to introduce this chair. It's seen better days I'm sure, but it's never been as loved as it is now in it's broken form. It resides in the corner of the vanity, next to the radiator where many go to seek warmth and comfort. I must say, having a chair so completely low to the ground (absolutely on the ground) is extremely comfortable in ways only expressed when sat upon.
Written by:
Meggles
