Nine years ago, my
father gave me two kitchen chairs that his significant other didn't
feel matched their decor. I adored them...past when the cushions wore
out and straight up until the legs literally fell off one of the seats.
In need of another set
of chairs, I decided it was Mark's turn to hit up family. I sent him to
Ohio with strict instructions to come home with replacement chairs. The
beautiful red chair on the right (and its twin) belonged to his
mother's significant other...until Mark snuck them into our car and
made off like a bandit.
Thanks, Daddy and
Barbara and Rose Nell and Jayne for what I hope will be 20 years of
free chairs!
The real story behind the story is...one of those chairs is "Bonnie's chair" I am surprised Jayne did not tell you that ...Ha Ha!! She jumped up there to avoid Averee (rip) and had her treats!! Imagine her consternation when she saw the red chair going out the door!!
PS.Missed telling you goodbye, Mark...tell they tell you I swear you remind me of Blake Shelton?? Bring your guitar when you come back!!