Showing posts with label chairs fit for a king and queen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chairs fit for a king and queen. Show all posts

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Little Thrones


"..It was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort." J.R.R. Tolkien
It's J.R.R.'s birthday today, but I didn't know that until I started looking around for quotes about cozy chairs. I have been browsing around the Internet, trying to find "the perfect chair" and I can't find one I like which hints to me that I have weird taste and I'm WAY out of it. Oh well. I did find a fantastic chair at MacKenzie-Childs but the beautiful things there are out of my price range. We are storing Kelli's huge chairs while they try to sell their sweet cottage and it's made me realize we need new chairs. Every morning when Bill is home, we sit at the window and talk about life, people, Jesus, and we pray. We've been using Kelli's chairs but they are much too big for our house and our old, green wing chairs have ratty slipcovers and only cost $100 at a cheap furniture store to begin with. But, the cheap green chairs have become a part of our favorite time of day. We're quite addicted to sitting at the window, watching the day arrive. We get up at 4:30 almost every day, so we definitely watch the light roll in. Even though it isn't cost effective to reupholster chairs, I think it is the best plan. Eternal words have been spoken in these chairs, communion and coffee have blessed us. While the chairs are at the upholsterer getting their new dresses, we'll move the sofa over, face the window and continue our coffee chats. Bill likes this plan.


I had two old cricket chairs in my classroom for a while. I fluffed them up with old pillows and the students LOVED sitting in them. Eighth graders are big and the chairs withstood too much wear and tear. One fell apart and one is here now, painted white and a little rickety. Even though we had four babies, I've never had a good rocker. The best rocker was the one in our modern living room in my childhood home. It was a hand-me-down from my grandparents' attic. My mother had it refinished. It was perfect. I spent so much time rocking in that chair. I liked to listen to music and soothe myself when I was ready too early, or up too early, or feeling a tiny bit upset about something. I think my brother has it now. I like swivel rockers but they don't look like something Father Bear, Mother Bear, or Baby Bear would choose, so they don't meet the Cozy in the Woods criteria. What is your favorite chair? Can you tell me about it?

http://deardaisycottage.typepad.com/daisy_cottage/2009/07/dollhouse-days.html
I like these chairs found on the blog listed above. They are from a doll house. So, I am reminded that I want to live in a bear's house or a doll's house. Actually, I want to live in MY house and I am feeling a little fuzzy headed because we WILL get up early tomorrow, but we'll have to rush around and I'll take Bill and Jeff to the airport and then I'll go to school and my vacation will be over. Tomorrow I'll be looking at sleepy students all day and then I'll come home and see what the quiet does for me. Why don't you come over and sit in a chair with me? I'll bring you a pretty mug of coffee or tea and we'll sit knee-to-knee and talk. I'll make sure you are warm enough, that your cup is full, and I'll ask you lots of questions because I'm very curious. I'll listen hard to your answers. It would be much nicer than meeting at a coffee shop. One of my best friend's mother met HER best friend for a Pepsi EVERY weekday morning, as long as they lived in the same town. EVERY Monday through Friday, without fail and they didn't like coffee or tea so they shared a Pepsi together instead. I love that. I wish you a friend like that. Bye bye.


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