When I flipped through this listing -- found by Helen -- at first I couldn't tell what had caught her eye. So they have a few shelves of snowglobes... so what? I've owned more than my fair share of Homer Laughlin restaurant dishware in my time; I don't begrudge people collections and hobbies.
But then I saw this.
All I can think of is me, this room, and my poor impulse control. Oh, it would be bad.
It's a pond! A lovely pond! A pond for your children to play in! A pond found by Brad, who points out that there's just one flaw: the pond is filled with store-bought guacamole.
(No, I never will get tired of the "We're going to need a bigger [blank]" line.)
Bad vacuum cleaners! Go stand in the corner. And you, and you. Time outs for all of you!
(LadyCiani found these time-outers.)
I'm cheating here. This isn't really a poorly chosen photo, as there's no way to take a decent photo of a kitchen in this condition. But here it is, anyway, because they're my editorial guidelines and I can ignore them if I want to. I'm drunk with power!
Found by Roy.
"Please forgive me," says the computer monitor, holding out a beautiful bouquet of flowers. But no, the unidentifiable piece of furniture is still mad.
