As I sit here on this beautiful Saturday afternoon with the sun shinning, I wish I could hear the birds chirp. Instead, I am listening to my husband's loud hard rock music and pounding feet. The feet that are stomping to the beat of this, in my opinion, crappy music. What in the world??? How does he even understand what they are saying???
I would rather work to the happy go-lucky dance music that I grew up with. What more could a girl want when re-doing her kitchen?? A little "Lucky Star"???
But, we do what keeps our husbands scrapping the ugly wallpaper off the walls. Even if it is listening to this, I can't call it music, music.
Just wait until the end product. AND, why in the world do people still use wallpaper?????
So, now I think it is time for a cold one...Must go take control back!!!! The radio is mine!!!