As I look around our house and realize along with me aging so are my furniture. I have two great soafa that look a little sad as Buster uses them for a bed and his toenails have left there mark. I have a chair that matches and he likes that too. One chair is just a chair but could do with a little mending or gluing. I have one that was a gift from Scott's neighbor that Buster also likes. We use to have one that slept two people when we had guests before we added onto the house. It was great when our children were ill as they could lay there and watch TV. Cindy thought it would be great to ride her trike aroound when she had the mumps. Our dining room chairs seem to get along although they do not match. Two are from the church rummage sale and have a table and two more chairs in the basement. We have a set of folding chairs that Ray's aunt gave us. One has brown paint where our grandson Taylor stood on it to help paint the house, one is from a former table set and two just wandered in on their own and must have belonged from a former table set.
I have desk chairs one survived the Tornado in the Topeka and the Star gave it to Ray. It is nice to look at chairs and have kind thoughts of them.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
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