The kids and I ran errands with our top priority being the thrift (always). As we walked in the door I quickly scanned the area in front designated for furniture and what did I spy? But a long retro couch with a low back and, best of all, it was calling my name. I knew it was meant to be! After a quick inspection, I found it to be of very sturdy construction and best of all it was super comfy and it passed the sniff test. I can't wait to slipcover it but it's the perfect neutral pattern to have to live with for now. (I kind of need to learn how to sew first.)
We haven't had a couch since we burned the hand-me-down from my mom and dad before we headed out to Minnesota. (The bottom (the underbelly of the couch) had become quite tattered and was literally falling apart.) We've only had our little love seat and chairs up until now. Needless to say, I was pretty happy to come across this treasure today! My husband's had to listen to me sing its praises ever since he brought it home for me, I'm so happy with it.
I love that it reminds me of a lake house, the smell of it. It's in such great shape and I can't wait to scrub it up, although, it's very clean. (I checked inside a couple of the cushion covers, no stains. Definitely a plus!) The only thing it has is a bit of wear on the cushions (some flowers in the pattern were getting frayed), which was easily fixed by flipping them over, and a few frayed edges which we'll have to live with.
On another positive, Mark poured the first coat of epoxy onto the rest of my counters this evening! He has to do two coats and we don't have enough for the second right now. But that's okay, it's finally getting done. I can wait just a bit longer. :)
And, we visited our chicks tonight. There are eight of them. All black (like their mother). They're super tiny and way too cute. I didn't get pictures yet because it was too dark. But I think it's the most amazing thing to witness this, to know they came from our hen's eggs. It's the coolest thing... And, to watch them as they peek out from under their mama's wing. I never even knew that a mother hen literally sits on her young to keep them warm.
While we were watching them, one kept trying to dive up onto her back and he kept sliding down every time he'd try. They're fast little things. The kids loved it (I think almost as much as I did).
(Photos: Miscellaneous ephemera I've collected.)