I scared Kevin yesterday. I should start by explaining about the carpet in our bedroom. It’s red. Not true red, more of a brick or maroonish color. It came with the house and is actually very new so we haven’t tried to replace it. Also, we’re rather lazy but I digress.

Now, I’m a big fan of dark blue so in our apartment (which had tan carpet) I went with a dark blue theme. The effect in our house is sort of, well, a clash. Dark red rug meets dark blue bed. Ick. Kevin, of course, didn’t mind. But then, color coordination is very, very low on his priority list. Right after changing the cat litter I think.

In a way, it’s Kevin’s own fault as he has begun complaining that our down comforter is just too hot for him. So this weekend, in a fit of energy, I decided to re-do the bedroom. Nothing major mind you, just a lighter blanket and new pillows. The basics. Now remember, we have that red carpet so logically, I had to pick something to match. What matches with dark red? That’s right, pink & white. However, Kevin has this thing about “girly” stuff so I went for a quilt rather then flowery. Nice geometric shapes, more white than pink really. Came home, made the bed up with the new colors and proceed to forget about it. That night, Kevin walks upstairs and I hear a “Whoa! Hey! What???” Turns out seeing the new bedding scared him. (That and the fact that the bed was actually made for a change.) Of course, he spend all night grumbling that it was too fru-fru and he felt like he was at his grandma’s house. Men. This is the same person who will wear stripes and plaids together and claim they match since they are both shades of blue. Gives me the shivers just thinking about it.

I don’t think he’s quite adjusted to it yet. He still gives the bed the evil eye every now and then. I think I’m gong to start putting my old dollys on it. That’ll teach him. {Insert evil laugh here}.