bookmark_borderchairs make me happy

About 6 years ago I snagged this chair at my local Goodwill. I had to fight a local dealer for it. I saw it first but he was moving in quickly. I’m not fast on my feet but somehow I got to it before he did.

before chair

It’s mid-century modern teak piece and I paid $15 for it. My friends own an upholstery shop and they fixed it up and added some new cushions. This is what it looks like now. I’ve been advised that if I wanted to sell it, I could get a fair bit of money — it’s in very good shape because no one is allowed to sit on it. (I’m kidding — people do sit on it when they come to visit and I try to look relaxed about it. But inside I’m filled with dread.)

afterchair

Today I was in their shop an I saw a molded plywood chair seat in a corner. As I was admiring it my friend confirmed it was a definitely a 50s chair seat — and then he said I could have it.

I could have it!

Mind you, it has no legs and he warned me that it would probably be hard to find some. But I’m resourceful and I know I’ll come up with something. I enjoy a project.

No picture yet but I expect to have some before and after shots soon.

bookmark_borderjazz on high

Tomorrow night I’m going out to dinner with my best girlfriends.

Good parts:

  • I’m going to enjoy a delectable three-course meal paired with award-winning wines.
  • There will be pleasant and witty conversation.

Scary part:

  • The event takes place at the 360, which is located 1,150 feet above the ground. I’m a little afraid of heights and I also hate elevators.

Jazz part:

  • After dinner there’s a jazz concert. I’m keeping a very open mind. I don’t usually enjoy jazz but perhaps I’ve just never experienced a stellar performance of that genre.