how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
Back by popular demand
I believe I last left you in the foyer. Our home features a traditional "left-right entry". On the left you see our dining room, complete with chair rail and crown molding. It also has really bright red walls that I don't think I would have originally chosen. However, in seeing it in there it is one of the few rooms in this house I don't have the urge to repaint. I have no idea when we'll actually have dining room furniture, but you've got to have something to aspire to.
On the right of the foyer is the living room. After Christmas it will become the music room. With as many instruments as Matthew has and plays, they seemed to need their own room. And whenever we finally get a piano, it will be a nice formal addition to a formal room. But, it sure didn't seem like we needed a second set of sofas just for show. Maybe one loveseat for listening to Matthew play beautiful music, but for now it's the home of our rather large Chrismas tree.
Continuing back from the foyer, we get to the family room. It's a bit smaller than our old family room, but the old house only had one great room while this house has both a family room and a living room. It still has ample space for our sofas and entertainment center and a coffee table if we ever chose to buy one. We also have a lovely fake fireplace. Well, it's not fake in the sense that it's purely decorative. But, there is no chimney and you can't actually burn wood in it. You simply flip the lightswitch on the wall and on comes the gas flame. It is more convenient and it has a mantlepiece where we can hang our stockings.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.