My Ebenezer

Yesterday morning after I got out of bed and got dressed, I came back over to the bed and sat down to reset my alarm. As I sat down, I heard a thud and felt my body suddenly dropping a foot or so. My self esteem fell with the bed when I realized I had broken it.

That’s right. My butt is so big it broke the bed. :o) You gotta love any day that starts that way.

Why in the world would I admit that to anyone, much less share it with all of blogland? Because it’s just too funny not to share. I’m sure I could make up a much more entertaining story of how the bed broke…….but we’ll keep this G-rated.

So last night I had to get Mr. Stud himself out of bed to fix it because I had forgotten to tell him about it. He was so tired he didn’t notice when he crawled into bed, and it really didn’t affect his side. So until we get it reinforced somehow, we have a stack of old hard back books underneath the bar that holds the box springs. That’s right, folks. I’ve got a stack of books holding up my mattress.

Afterall, we ARE rednecks.