Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Talk Like A Pirate Day

Avast, mateys! This here be the Nineteenth Day of September, which means it's Talk Like A Pirate Day!

Okay, seriously, it is actually International Talk Like a Pirate Day today. So, instead of my planned Workout Wednesday blog post about the Nike + Sportwatch GPS, instead I'm going to show you some pirate pictures.

Yes, pirate pictures. More specifically, of a pirate bathroom.

That's right, a pirate bathroom. This was above the toilet.
We purchased a house back in 2006, and the bathtub in the guest bathroom never worked quite right. Plus, the previous occupant had absconded with the curtain rod for the shower curtain, and we really didn't feel like messing with it. So, what does a pair of creative geeks with no children and a lot of collectibles do?

Yeah, that's right. We went there. And he's RIGHT beside you when you're
going to the bathroom. Staring at you.
Shannon had a pirate costume, and we had some stuff from Pirates of the Caribbean, so this happened. Above the toilet was a pirate-esque sign and a pair of sconces that we found at TJ Maxx that perfectly fit the bathroom. In the bathtub went a cheap skeleton with some parts of Shannon's costume, and a treasure chest made by a good friend of mine, Andy Bowman. We would also swap things around in there from time to time, adding skulls, small props, and coins, although the skeleton always stayed, to remind you that dead men tell no tales Disney lawyers watch everything and take no prisoners.

Some people put lighthouses and fancy soaps. We had a skull and a ship.
Around the sink we had a light up halloween pirate ship, nautical type... things, and a skull with cursed Aztek gold. Later on, we had lights above the mirror put in that matched the theme, along with a towel bar and toilet paper holder that looked closer. 

It was one of those things that, given the time, we probably could have gone all out with, but life took us in a different direction, and the pirate bathroom and our house is just part of our history now.

Yes, that sword was real.
But at least we could say we had a cutlass in our bathroom. That's something, right?

Enjoy your day, have fun, and I'll see you on Friday, ya scurvy dogs!

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