Yep, this deserves a reblog!
Our new house doesn’t have a basement. That means we’ve had to purge a bit of furniture. And the first thing to go? Our old green couch. We bought that couch when we first moved to Zionsville. It’s been the recipient of every bodily fluid known to man — from dog slobber to baby diarrhea to toddler vomit. If it can be excreted by a living creature, it’s been on our couch. And strangely enough, no one seemed to want it. We set it out during the ne … Read More