manly things

I have to admit I’m a little confused. We’ve been calling the downstairs living room a “man cave” since forever ago. Then when we finally get the thing set up the first thing RC does is play Nintendo.. the original one and set up all of his other game systems.

RC's note: a receiver for surround sound will go in that empty spot under the TV

Should we call it a play room then? Or an arcade? Or the  “I’m terrified I’m over 30 and need to play video games to feel younger” room. That’s going to be a mouthful but maybe that’s closer to the real meaning of the room. The room looks great though, super manly and all. We finally got a new TV for the upstairs living room and brought the old “small” tv downstairs so RC is in now electronic heaven. We can finally watch our own shows without having to listen to the other bitch. RC doesn’t have to suffer through another episode of “Pretty Little Liars” and I don’t have to suffer through another episode of “Around the Horn”. I have a feeling this will either be the best thing for our relationship or the worst thing. Here are some more pics of the room and a close up of the floors. I told you way back when that we went with a wood grained tile so from a distance it looks like wood but it's actually ceramic. That way if we ever have a flood (god forbid) we won't have to replace floors. Hindsight, I wish we had gone with an even darker grout but c'est la vie!

It’s not completely done yet (RC wanted to make sure everyone knows that there is still a lot of work to be done) but it has the makings of a beefy man cave. He wants to put up all of his Raven’s paraphernalia, hang up his old lax-bro jerseys on the walls and have Glory Days playing on repeat as you enter the room. I actually think it’s coming together nicely and will be a nice little retreat for him and his big head.

All you dudes out there are probably curious about what kind of TV we got for the upstairs. So I decided to take some measurements, as I went to measure it across the top RC gave me the most disapproving /disgusted/ horrified look I have ever seen. Apparently everyyyyyone knows you’re supposed to measure from corner to corner on a diagonal except little ol’ me. whatev. it’s a TV and as long as I can see the lace details of every single dress on Say Yes to the Dress I’m a happy girl. We are still squeezing onto 1 loveseat at night to watch TV and I’m convinced the TV screen is bigger than the loveseat in which we’re sitting on. It’s ass backwards but it’s my life and it’s still awesome.