I was about to show off my home and decor to my FAMILY.
Well, as I requested, my dad "oohed" and "aahed" throughout the tour. My 12 year old brother kept asking, "WHY? ARE WE 'oohing' and 'aahing'?"
At one point during our afternoon, my dad said, "You know, Bethany, I guess its about time to give you back your "O" and "H"."
It took me a minute to realize what in the world he was talking about. It took Ben a minute to realize he didn't know what in the world my dad was talking about at all.
I've already told you how my house looks like the rainbow and Fruitloops vomited in my style. I can't help it. I love color. I love quirky things. I love words. I love family pictures and local art. And, IKEA, too.
The letters my dad spoke of? Well, sometimes, a picture paints a 1000 words.
Yes, yes, yes. When I was in college, I begged my sister to flirt her way into obtaining the O and H from the Huddle House sign they were taking down. The
old vintage color of Huddle House is orange. So, in a couple of weeks, I will be welcoming home my wayward letters. I'm thrilled. Ben is, well, very gracious. I never cease to amaze him.