I have found that being married to Brock is rarely ever boring. I must admit that he keeps me on my toes.
The entry way into our house opens up into our family room. We have a lamp that sometimes tends to be the official "hat holder" among various other items. (It's one of those floor lamps.) A few months ago, I walked into the house and this is what I saw:Needless to say, I screamed. No, he didn't do it on purpose. It was just the way things ended up that day. Now looking back, it was really funny. But at the time, not so much.
So I thought I'd share.