NaBloPoMo Day 7 : Not the desired response

We stayed over at my friend Melissa's new condo at the beach. This was over the summer after our friend Suzanne's big party, so call this post a NaBloPoMo sandbag. I kept it at the ready for four months just lying in wait for this NaBloPoMo moment. 

So we stayed over at Melissa's new beach condo. Unfortunately, Melissa had an early flight to Florida at the crack of dawn the next morning, so she was gone by the time we woke up.

Tom and I arose after the sun had fully risen; it was a late night in our defense. Melissa texted and asked how it was going. I sent her this photo and said I love your new bedside tables with the little pull outs! So handy!

Little pull out shelf so convenient for coffee cups!

I thought Melissa would take this as a compliment on her decor choices. Not so much. She replied something about whether I noticed the white carpet right underneath that big old cup of unfettered black stain-my-new-white-condo perched there on that little pull-out.

Oops. Stick this in the category of things you don't show your host. Luckily no crises to report. I hope we get invited back.