Friday, January 14, 2011

The man above my bed...

I was cleaning through papers and old letters that I had a few years ago and I came across a picture.  I had never seen the picture before and to this day I don’t know where it came from.  But with the silly personality I have, I put the picture in my wallet and then went to meet my cousins to see a movie.  Now I don’t recall the movie that we went to but I was being silly and I asked them if they wanted to see a picture of my new boyfriend.  He said yes and so I pulled out the picture.  “Isn’t he the sexiest BEAST you have ever seen?”  I asked them.  They both burst out in laughter and asked where he had come from.  I explained to them that I didn’t know and that I had just found it in all of my stuff. 
So about a week later I was off to work.  At the time I hauled drywall for my father's business from 7am to around 5:30-6pm at night.  I came home from work and went up to shower.  After I was done I went downstairs and my cousins were over.  They (including my mother) were all smirking and I couldn't figure it out.  But we had a good night including popcorn and a movie.  We talked and laughed and then at around midnight my cousins went home.  I spoke to my mother for a few more minutes and then decided to go to bed.  I waled into my room and changed.  I laid down onto my bed and what was staring back at me, stuck to my ceiling?  THIS!!!
There he was smiling at me as if he was part of this silly joke.  I couldn't believe what I was looking at.  It is about 24"x18" in size.  They had taken a small 1"x2" picture and blown it up and pasted the bloody thing onto my ceiling.  HAHA  Sometimes I get a kick out of these people.  We had a huge laugh about it a few days later.

To this day Mr. Sexy Beast is still on my ceiling.  It has become like a light fixture, something that belongs where it is.  There have been a few times where I was going to take it down because it is silly and he is a tad wretched, but it reminds me of fond memories and I hate to get rid of them.  So every time I go home, there he is smiling down on me, welcoming me back to my old room.  What will happen if my parents move?  Oh well that will be a decision for a later time.

Totally random but I had to tell somebody.  HAHA

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