First, you must understand that I am an old lady at heart. Some people are still kids at heart, or 29 forever. Not me. I enjoy genealogy, I have a drippy nose, and marigolds and petunias fill out my flower beds. I can enter the newest, biggest, shiniest house with cut tile floors and granite counter tops and leave thinking, "Good for them. What a nice house." But, when I leave an old lady's house, I am a touch green; the old furniture, the antique bedstead, the timeless light fixtures, the homemade touches lovingly added over the years (children's school projects, Great-Great-Grandma's quilt, crocheted doilies, waxed woodwork, etc).
Having said that, let me introduce you to The Reading Chair. It is brand new, but doesn't it look like it came from an Estate Sale? Don't you think I ought to learn how to tat a doily for the back and arms? I love the paisley, the greens, golds and salmon, the cushy comfort without looking like it belongs in the family room. I love how it looks different in the morning, mid-day and dark. The colors change according to the light.
The name? Oh, yes. I didn't want to tag it Mom's Chair, but I wanted it to feel special. After sitting in it several times over several days, I kept saying to the saleslady, "I want to pick up a book and read every time I sit here." Thus, it became The Reading Chair. Anyone can sit in it, but if you are under the age of 18, you must be reading.
It has worked so far.
And here, dear friends, is the sofa. I have to say, it feels a little weird to be showing it to you--kind of like showing you a spatula or sheets or a fancy new toothbrush. You need the things, but no one really cares what it looks like. Now, The Reading Chair is more than furniture, but the couch is just a place to put your fanny. I like it. I'm happy it is structurally sound, but, you know, it's a couch.
My friend, Amy, bought a new van recently. She said she thought it was kind of odd when people came up to "oooh" and "ahhh" about it. "It's just a van!" she exclaimed, incredulously.
Yeah, I kinda feel like that.