This is from a blog I read. The writer of the blog had just driven to Toronto to pick this very nice sofa up from an apartment (people wanted to move yesterday) for $400 (used price not new). It looks exactly like what I want. And the blog poster says there are slipcovers one can buy for it. My second choice would be the one at Crate and Barrel but like 10 times the $400. The only merchant selling this is Wayfair. No. Just not buying from them. Lee Industries builds the sofa. More than likely in China. I'll wait.
The house this couch sits in also looks like my house- pretty much just walls and floor. Only my floors are dark coffee/chocolate colored. I have a carpet like hers- rolled up in the corner- dog vomit stained. Riley would gag and wait until he got to the carpet. It was his "thing". Since he was a puppy. Woven. Hell to get the stuff out of the surface.
Cold here this morning and the radiators were warm. 37, I guess overnight here in Maine. I began my day with a nice hot shower, second cup of tea, cereal, the Sunday news and then toast. I got about halfway in the Sunday sudoko puzzle (rated easy) and found all the recipe errors in the Sunday Food Section. No fact checking was done........ There was a long story on Fair Food and the $9 each Pie Cones at the Common Ground Fair. They don't come with ice cream. So....not interested.
Goodwill is now taking donations everyday starting at 10am. They were doing only Saturday and Sunday. Husband took his four bags of donations yesterday. Mostly books. I had two bags of books to add to his truck load. We (daughter and I) has stocked up on two authors husband refused to read. He has three library books right now- so all is right with the World. I have a stack of eight books.
I am going to read Hilderbrand's Matchmaker today. I like some of her books but not all of them. I should know right away if I will be reading this one. I have two Andrews books as a fall back position.
Football. Patriots have the late game. We'll watch the early games as well. Watched Professor T on PBS- subtitles. I was beginning to think I understood them as we got close to the end. Antwerp so kind of Germanic. But lovely homes and clothing. I used to dress like that. Now I don't. But I can still, if need be, set a lovely table- even for Sunday afternoon coffee. If anyone ever came for Sunday afternoon coffee.
i would love to come for coffee esp. if you have some of that puff-pastry-raspberry-whipped cream lovely left! and a bit of fresh air would be refreshing! and a set table - yokes, royalty! but would i need to get properly dressed, out of my flannel pjs? and then there is the thing with a bra...
ReplyDeleteoh never mind, thanks anyway!
I'd love to come for coffee too, except that I don't drink coffee. Can I put Diet Coke in my coffee cup? And, that sofa! It's the sofa of my dreams. Not sure that it could fit in my little living room, but I can still dream.
ReplyDeleteWhen we first moved to this house in 98 I lobbied to leave the shitty old furniture behind and get new. We were wandering around in Rhodes Furniture and this vision of clouds appeared. Blinding white cotton. Huge jungle leaves woven jacquard style. Deep, puffy feather cushions. A sofa, loveseat, and chaise with several extra pillows. The husband was appalled but I would not be budged and home they came. It was temporary insanity. Georgia clay, two teenaged boys, a cat, and the man working in construction. It was a horror show in no time at all. When we finally put the couch out on the street for pickup I begged them to put a tarp over it so the neighbors wouldn't set the horrible truth in the light of day.
ReplyDeleteHappy belated birthday, Joanne! Look at me sitting at my PC where I can actually comment.
ReplyDeleteWe had to have our rugs specially-enzyme treated after our Corgi Jack died. He lost control of things at the end. But it was wool.
We've garbage picked so much of our furniture! But ever since my sister got bedbugs I'm wary of upholstered stuff. Our couch was my MOTHER's (she died 25 years ago) -- we keep it covered with one of three duck Pottery Barn slipcovers. It doesn't seem to make sense to replace it when there's a Finn around.