In the beginning, Big Lots supplied the BBC.

I want to start my blogging by giving you a little 411 on the now infamous "Big Brown Couch" album.


It all originated in a house located on the end of a cul-de-sac in Seymour, Indiana. My fiance, my daughter and I all live together in harmony. (Lie). As years went forth, I started to noticed Josh (fiance) become seemingly excited about the newest edition in our house, a big brown couch we purchased from Big Lots.


As the days went on, the sight of Josh taking up space on our couch became excessive. ESPN blaring to headache level, the snores of his breath filling the room, his mouth hanging wide open became a permanent sight.


I would curse, smile, ask nicely, talk loudly, etc. Nothing ever seemed to want to get him off of this brown piece of furniture that I loathed.


That's when it hit.


If I want to piss him off, I'll just post photos of him on the couch everyday. And alas - Josh and the Big Brown Couch was born via my Facebook.


I know quite a few people in Seymour, reguardless I don't like many of them, but I know them. This is fine.


However, I've noticed the last 2 or 3 times I've been to Wal-mart I've very honestly had people come up to Josh and I (people whom we don't even know) and express their love for the photo album.


"I saw it through a friend of a friend..."


It's taken on some hilarious form of local celebrity status.


I can't promise that Josh isn't upset about it, but he's starting to come to terms with being the local lazy.


Now it's harder to take pictures though. He sleeps with one eye open. I sneak quietly around him as he's infesting his body on our inexpensive furniture and position my cell phone at just the right angle. I've got my shutter on silent so he shouldn't hear a thing. As soon as I start to press the button...


AHHHH!


"Don't mmrrpgh grrmppp molslj !(#*(!#*!%#%" (You make that out to say what you want it to say. It kinda sounds just like that though after he's been sleeping.)


So, this has become quite the game for me, and I'm up to the challenge.


However, I have to bitch that I was a little pissed off by the Tyra show. Just a few weeks back, a lady and her husband were guests. Why?She had a journal called, "My Husband's Annoying" ...


And the photo that graced the cover was a photo of her sleeping husband on a couch.


You know, I'm sure there are a lot of other kiniving wives out there who have attempted this rare to do, but I'd like to generate it into my head that I started this new found trend. It's like hunting a sasquatch, or trying to find the lock ness monster -


It's pho-toging the couch dweller.


Whatever.


I promised a website dedicated to Josh, and alas, the Big Brown Couch blog is born. :)


Enjoy all.


xo,
Mandi