Never say I only show the good stuff

My freshman year college roommate is spending the night tonight. It occurred to me that of all possible houseguests, Amy is the perfect one for this moment in time. "This moment in time" being the very unready-for-houseguests state of our house. The current state of the guest room isn't really that far off from our college digs, after all. Seriously, take a look (and shield your eyes from the flourescent yellow paint).

Okay, the color doesn't look that bad on screen. But in person, you practically need sunglasses. And this from a girl who likes color.

So I'm imagining this room with an old-school desktop computer in the corner, a dozen posters and photos taped to the wall, and several cups of coffee lying around. Pretend that bed's unmade, and this looks exactly like the college freshman dorm experience that Amy and I rockedsurvived.

After doing all of that together, Amy is immune to shock. She can hang in this sort of environment. Probably get a great night's sleep, even. We may need it. Tomorrow morning we're headed down to Greensboro, NC to rendezvous with the other half of our college girl gang. No painting will be done. Much wine will be consumed (at least for the non-preggos in the bunch). Many laughs will be had. And it will be exactly, precisely what I need most.

(Did I mention there won't be any painting?)

Have a great weekend, folks!