Orange Pillow

I'm gonna share with you a little piece of heaven. His name is Orange Pillow and he is around 6 years old. Im not sure but I believe he was born in some textile factory in a remote middle eastern or asian country. I adopted him from a Walmart in Tennessee. Well actually my parents adopted him for me. He is special and so the story goes....

Let's just say that Orange Pillow is my best friend. He is there when I need a hug, a good cry, or when I need someone to curl up with to watch a movie. He is ALWAYS there. He is not judgemental, will not stab you in the back, and doesn't argue. What more can a girl ask for? Ok, ok. So I know you guys think I'm crazy but he is the frickin best! Srsly.

My husband, Jt, and my sister, Heather, think that I am absolutely insane. (Yes I talk to Orange Pillow!) Quite frankly, I think they are jealous because they don't have an "Orange Pillow" for support. Heather actually laughs at me when I take him over to her house when I stay the night there. Wouldn't you? And Jt, well he gets territorial and tries to say that I spend more time cuddling with Orange Pillow than I do with him. Honestly, he is right. We work different shifts and he is never home when I go to bed. And it's just not natural to lay straight as a board while trying to fall asleep. I have to cuddle something. Therefore, Orange Pillow is the best candidate. Like I said, Orange Pillow is always there waiting on me. I guess it is a convenience thing. Anyhow, Jt holds this HUGE grudge against Orange Pillow because of these issues. I don't believe its fair...Orange Pillow can't fight back (another pro!). Therefore, I have to fight his battles for him.

Why did I go into this big spill about my bestie Orange Pillow?

This is what I woke up to this morning!

Looks like Jt is LOVIN some Orange Pillow!

Thats all for now!