that's what we call it. Magically things just appear out by the corner of our apartment. It's amazing, every time we walk by... there's something there. A desk, a chair, a CD carousel, a computer table, a bookcase, dishes, instruments, baby things, a jog stroller... Pretty much everything. The things are there for a few days... and then mysteriously disappear.
So last night we got home pretty late from our temple trip in Los Angeles and as we pulled up, lo and behold, there was something new at the Giving Corner. A BED! Now it's not what you're thinking. Not a soiled filthy mattress all covered in disease. It was a really nice wooden bed frame. Jodi and I were practically sleeping with our mattress propped up on cinder blocks so we were pretty intrigued. So much so, that we shamelessly went back and carted it off to our pad. That's right. I just spent a whole blog making fun of my hillbilly brother and then we go dumpster diving for a bed. whelp.. what can I say. As long as we bleach it good and never shine a black light on it I can rest comfortably.
I'll let the pictures show how cool it is.
Jodi says the headboard is too fancy.
Also note the fire door we hide under our new bed.