(It's Not What You Think)

I guess if I'm going to choose to drink beer in bed...

I done had a accident.

...I really should use the nightstand and not set the bottle on the volatile soft cushion-y surface of the mattress.

(Yes that's a can of Dr. Scholl's foot odor spray, a bra and a laptop in my bed.  Yes, that's a hilariously huge pair of underwear I've got on.  Not sure why I'm embarrassed of those things, when it's clearly a photo to be embarrassed of for other reasons.)



Tonight, I figured out a solution at the Verdi Mart.  Beer with a cap on it!!  (Yes that's Miller High Life and yes it's 32 ounces.  What?)  

This kind of reminds me of a Facebook thread between my mom and me:

D Hexum Are you making your bed every morning, sweetheart? Sunday at 5:43pm ·  Kady Hexum Mom, why do you have to always embarrass me in front of my friends? Sunday at 6:27pm ·  ·  2 people D Hexum It wouldn't embarrass you if you were to say yes, would it? But then if you were to say no, I guess you would be embarrassing yourself...sorry. Luv ya, Mom Monday at 9:17am ·  ·  2 people Kady Hexum NO mom I haven't made my bed. In fact, last night I found a bowl with a chicken leg in it somewhere near where my HUSBAND isn't. Monday at 9:55am ·  ·  4 people

I still haven't made my bed, Mom.

A complete list of the items in my bed besides me, the Miller High Life (and the bowl with the chicken leg) in it:

Dr. Scholl's foot odor spray.
A bra.
My laptop.
2 t-shirts.
An external hard drive.
My camera.
A New Orleans guidebook.
Headphones.
My mom's travel hairdryer she lent me for this trip.
Bookbag.
3 books.
2 magazines.
A calendar.
1 pair of pants.
A watch.
Two bracelets.
A bottle of nail polish.
Phone charger.
iPod charger.
My purse.