Cowboy informed me yesterday: *not* every room in the house can be green.
I don't want EVERYTHING green. Now that's just crazy. We picked out cherry-stained cabinets and a sand/black counter top to coordinate with the gray ceramic tile. See? No green. All I ask is the walls...
I don't see the problem, I said.
It can't be green everywhere, he said. You want to walk into every room and see green??
Suddenly I'm having second thoughts about this marriage.
Um... yes?
If it's this or the antlers, I truly don't know what I'll chose.
I blame my father.
HELL, FRIEND
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2 days ago

Bahahaha! Good that you're getting all this arguing out of the way before you get hitched.
ReplyDeleteit's ireland - that's what the green is for. we are just paying homage:)
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