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A Day Late and Sixty Dollars Short

Okay, I know I am a day late on Self Portrait Friday. Sorry Sorry!!!! I have a great picture to show though. Well, at least I think it is great. My husband and I have a slip cover on our couch, not because we have children, but because it looks like some pimps couch from the eighties. We do not think it would be wise to buy new furniture with three kids under the age of three. Well, as Tara and I were doing the tourist thing, we came across the loveseat to our couch. Holy ape shit, Batman!!!!! It was in a little nail salon. Can you believe it. Someone else has just as ugly furniture as we do. Sad thing is, they do not have a slip cover over it. So here is what is under my slip cover when I am watching TV.

Who else played (before me of course)?
Suzan
Jennifer
Kris
Christie
Stephen
WarCryGirl
Jana
April Shah
Cady
Amy
Stacy Lee (what a damn troop)
MaMaDuck
A Military Mom (couldn't muster to play so go give her lots of love)
Holly
Meritt
Erik
CJ
Now, the sixty dollars you ask..... I bought this lovely little "toy" for the kiddos at a garage sale. Less then a year old. Do you know how much those damn things cost new? What a friggin' steal.

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