Thursday, July 29, 2010

Broken Bed

Last night, Mr. V broke our bed.  Yep, he broke it and it hit the floor. 

We have had this bed since we got married.  It was something cheap that we bought because we needed a new one.  It wasn't meant to be around this long, and hubby decided he had enough.  It was popping and cracking when you got into bed and he said he was tired of it.  He ran from our bathroom and jumped right on the bed.  It hit the floor, the dog barked, and we both laughed.  Needless to say, at 11 o'clock last night we were taking apart the bed frame and putting our mattress and box springs on the floor.  It slept really good though.  We had a high bed so now we have a normal height bed.  :)

Good news for me, I will have to get a new bed soon!

1 comment:

Emily said...

That is hilarious... and I can totally see Mr. V doing something like that.