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Of course she did.
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If one of them is a nice leather hobo with exterior pockets, watch out. I may be scouting you for future harvest.
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I’m not sure I want to know what Lord Dudley Mountcatten is thinking. I have enough trouble sleeping already…
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I have never felt the urge to loose my bowels upon bookstore entry..
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The bathroom is the one and only place I don’t read… so I don’t actually get it.
New living room furniture? A painful process, but.. check.
Now?
The den needs an update.
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The furniture in there is… I’m ashamed to admit, 35 years old. ( What can I say, we’re frugal New Englanders. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it) And while this ugly old set ain’t broke, it’s definitely seen better days. Decades of cats have split and torn the fabric and the cushions are just plum worn out.
It was time to go furniture shopping.
Again.
I know my husband was looking forward to it.
Not!
The den is the only room in our house that has a wallpaper border above the chair rail moulding.
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It’s shore birds with shells and wildflowers in a soothing blue and beige tone. I thought about ripping it off to have a clean color slate , but I have fond memories of my late mother helping me put it up. She always called our den “the blue room” and I simply couldn’t bring myself to erase that… so blue was on the menu.
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Here’s my husband, once again looking thrilled to be part of the process.
But I had a surprise for him. Since we were pleased with the quality of the Flexsteel we purchased for the living room and overjoyed with the low price and great service we received from the little family run store in Waterville … it was a one stop shopping trip.
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I came home with blue samples.
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And found a perfect compliment to the wallpaper.
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This is the couch.
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The chair.
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And the ottoman.
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Chair and ottoman will be done in the pattern. Couch in the blue (which is a bit lighter in person) with coordinating patterned pillows.
I excel at very few things in life, so when it comes to games.. I stack the deck.
I like to play what I win.
And there are three games at which I am virtually unbeatable.
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Scrabble.
We have one these fancy spinning boards in the man cave/Barn Mahal and on rainy days I love nothing more than mixing a drink and beating the pants off my spouse.
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Trivial Pursuit.
I am a font of useless knowledge and have loved this game since its inception way back in the dark ages of 1981. My husband has yet to beat me (at the original or any of the additional card sets) which makes me love it even more.
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Gin Rummy.
Seven cards, down and dirty. None of that ten card easy matching shite. My mother was a shark and taught me how to play with no mercy when I was a child. My husband, who loves to play Cribbage and Pinochle… quakes when I break out a deck.
Every morning dozens of starlings gather on our bedroom roof, run back and forth, drink water out of the gutters and generally drive His Lordship crazy.
River's world..... 