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So in the last post I made two comments.
The first comment was about showing you pictures of the HUGE new chairs.
**I’m showing you guys these on the contingency that you say NOTHING about my cluttered, horribly messy living room. **
So.. that’s the corner that the section will fit into. The chairs and the table (which match… miraculously.. since we bought them at different times) take up the WHOLE corner of the room, which is about 7′ x 10′.
Please ignore the mess. But see.. they take up like 1/3 of the living room. (That hideous orange thing in the right corner.. is our current couch. Think shag version of the couch from the opening scene of The Simpsons). Also.. the red/white blob on the couch? One of the many “cat friendly” towels laying around the house.
And for good measure… a close up shot. See nosy cat in lower left corner. IGNORE box of Lemon Heads on end table.
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The second comment was about how my mother has growing concerns about how her future grandchildren will be raised based on the way we currently ‘disciplined’ our cats (and by disciplined I mean.. do nothing..). Oh my.. does my cat have the best timing ever. It’s almost like he has a sixth sense..
Buster: “Mom is talking about how freakin awesome I am on her blog and therefore… I should provide living proof of my awesomeness”.
This is what I came home to today.
Me: <thinking> What the hell is that? Oh… well.. I guess that would be tissue paper.. but what’s it doing on the kitchen/dinning room floor?
Buster: ” What tissue paper? Oh.. THAT tissue paper… well.. you see Mom… it was violating a specific tissue paper tarriff while trying to cross the boarder and well… I use the necessary force to detain it.”
Me: “Damn it Cat! That’s the tissue paper I was suppose to wrap Grandma’s Christmas gift with!!! And could you have not gotten it everywhere???”
Buster: “Grandma-Schmandma… how can you fault me? I was keeping the peace at the homestead while YOU left us alone all day… humm?? What have you to say about that??”
Me: “Get off the table…. Please??”
(end scene)
And where was the other cat during this escapade?
Hanging out in the office.. in my office chair (which she’s not suppose to be on unless there’s a towel covering it).
Sophie: “I saw nothing.. besides… he’s not MY responsibility. Can I have some freeze-dried salmon now? “
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Lord help us when The Engineer and I have kids….
Image from here
It’s the Elway Home Elite Motion Sectional by Bassett. We didn’t order ours in leather, because the day we went to look at the sectional (AKA: the day we bought the sectional), we noticed that Sophie one of the cats had decided to claw at the bottom of MY new chair. She Said cat left little puncture marks on the foot rest and it was at that point we saw the proverbial ‘writing on the wall’. We knew we couldn’t go with fabric since the cats have already destroyed one fabric sofa.. but we didn’t want little puncture marks all over a new leather sofa (because this would result in the beating of the kitties and then the ASPCA would have to get involved and they don’t understand that it’s ok to beat your cats when they attempt to shred your yummy new leather sofa. Really people…. it all gets ugly from there).
(ZOMG…I would never beat my cats. They are our furry children and I’m pretty sure that everyone who comes to our house sees that the cats are OVERLY loved with treats and toys and a million places to perch. Stupid cats and their stupid ruling over my house…. THEY ARE LOVED DAMN IT!).
**Side note time**
My mother.. bless her. She lectures me often about how we need to better discipline our cats. It is true, our cats are very misbehaved (jumping on tables and counters and getting into mischief) and we’re pretty lenient with them. However, I know she does this because she’s terrified about how we’re going to raise children. Mom: Cats ≠ Children.
So, even though my oldest sister told me not to, because our big asses would wear out the fabric (In fairness, I think she said something more like “you’re bigger people”. The ‘asses’ part was my addition), we ordered the sectional in a light brown “latte” micro-suade. We also didn’t order one of the middle pieces (looking at the picture.. the second seat from the right is the piece we omitted) in order for it to fit PERFECTLY in the living room.
Buying matching, good-quality, living room furniture after the wedding had been a big goal of ours and with the economy being the way it is.. we figured this would be an excellent Christmas present. The only thing left to get is a new coffee table and matching end tables. We’ll wait until the sectional comes in before we do that, so that we get a better sense of scale (a lesson learned from the new large chairs in the small living room… hahahaha… I promise.. pictures later this week).
So there you have it. The Engineer’s Christmas gift to me, and vice versa, was new living room furniture (and of course.. as mentioned before, a new roof on the house. But I don’t think the roof counts… le sigh).
We bought our house 3.5 years ago, we got married 7 months ago, and in 5 short weeks.. it will no longer look like we live in a frat house. How exciting is that!?!?!?!
