July 30, 2004

The Chair a.k.a. Adventure One

Driving home from my aunt's house after imbibing quite freely with blackberry dumplings and coffee, a giant cardboard sign screaming FREE in the darkness caught my eye.

Be aware that my family has that gene. You know which one I am talking about: the I-see-something-along-the-road-and-I-pick-it-up-to-show-visitors-how-much-I-saved one. Yes, the one that I have tried to suppress the past 19 years of my life, a life filled with various characters, I mean relations, picking up items that are supposedly worthwhile and loading them into the ever-dwindling trunk space of van, pick-up, or sedan. My mother, I believe, bought her huge van solely for this reason.

I thought the gene had skipped this generation, but tonight's events proved quite the opposite.

The blue chair (and ottoman) sat quietly in the darkness, waiting to be plucked. I did not know that that person would be me, until I started with the inquiries.

"Mom, I saw this chair. We have to get this chair. It looks really nice. I don't know where we are going to put it, but we have to get it. Will you help me get it?"

Dad "The Muscle" Cochran would not go; so after some coercion, Katie decided she would aid in my chair adventure.

Driving with lights dim, we headed for the chair. She said she wasn't going to get out until I checked it out.

So I did. Sniffing, prodding, sitting, and eventually lifting, I began the chair's trek toward home. It would not be so easy. Chairs do not like to be lifted, especially velvet ones. Slipping out of our hands, we laughed as someone approached.

Then lights shined at us. Katie said something like "If someone comes out here, I'll leave it." But we got going.

Gasping for breath, our giggles escaping, we finally secured the chair and ottoman in my Corsica and headed down the hill toward home. Luckily, it was a short drive because I didn't have anything to secure the chair in my trunk. Needless to say, we took the semi-flat route home, attempting to keep the blue mass lodged.

Then we realized the chair had a problem. A slight issue of smell. I think it had been sitting in the basement for a while. My mom, Katie and I eventually starting singing "Smelly Chair" in the tradition of Phoebe's "Smelly Cat" on Friends.

No prob. With a bit of Febreze, carpet and furniture foam and some time, we'll have that thing in our house, a smellin' and sittin' pretty. Maybe as a sitting area in my closet; it needs a little decor.

Adventure One: Check.

Posted by Amanda Cochran at July 30, 2004 12:39 AM
Comments

Amanda you can keep the chair in your room. I think the smell made me sick. Im not so sure that febreeze can do the trick. Even if we don't keep the "blue mass" it was still fun rummaging in the middle of the night for it. Love ya, Katie

Posted by: Katie at July 30, 2004 7:57 PM

Thanks Katie. I had a great time too.

I am going to buy some Resolve and Febreze soon. You are going to be sooo jealous :-D

Posted by: Amanda at July 30, 2004 11:58 PM

Reapholster it with Hello Kitty airfresheners like I have in my car...

Posted by: Karissa at July 31, 2004 12:36 PM

Hello Kitty in Amanda's Room?! Unthinkable. Katie would literally turn green.

Posted by: Amanda at July 31, 2004 3:18 PM

Karissa where did you get those air fresheners. I have got to get some. Katie

Posted by: Katie at July 31, 2004 3:43 PM

Oh Amanda you are in so much trouble/// You think you only have those genes from one side--- When Nancy puts stuff for the Salvation Army, well I have to go threw every bag, box and everything. then they can go past my eagle eye. I get a lot of my clothes and purses and house stuff out of the original box. The genes are on both sides all but your dad and grandfather. I just can not pass up the unknown, after all I am the one that follows fire trucks. I had to tell the kids do not tell Pappy. I guess I am just nebby. The old dyed one.

Posted by: Grammy at July 31, 2004 8:13 PM

Oh Amanda you are in so much trouble/// You think you only have those genes from one side--- When Nancy puts stuff for the Salvation Army, well I have to go threw every bag, box and everything. then they can go past my eagle eye. I get a lot of my clothes and purses and house stuff out of the original box. The genes are on both sides all but your dad and grandfather. I just can not pass up the unknown, after all I am the one that follows fire trucks. I had to tell the kids do not tell Pappy. I guess I am just nebby. The old dyed one.

Posted by: Grammy at July 31, 2004 8:13 PM

You girls are so funny!! I am glad you had fun!! Next time, call me!! ha, ha! Congratulations on your first adventure!!

Posted by: Stacy at August 1, 2004 10:26 AM

I can see it now. Once Jay or Puff get ahold of this one I have a feeling it's going to be disasterous....

Haha. Just kidding.

Glad you had fun!

Posted by: Tiffany at August 1, 2004 11:45 PM

I have a feeling that they won't search my archives.

Posted by: Katie at August 2, 2004 12:44 AM

Whoops, Katie was using my computer...

Posted by: Amanda at August 2, 2004 12:45 AM

OOps, I'm a little late in responding to Katie's question, but I got the air fresheners at Advanced Auto :^) They're SO cute!!!

Posted by: Karissa at August 5, 2004 9:43 AM

P.S. and they smell like bubblegum! mmmmm!

Posted by: Karissa at August 5, 2004 9:43 AM

i am so glad that there are other people in the world like me i pick up everything and hit all the tak sale too all summer long

Posted by: bitsy at October 29, 2004 9:37 PM
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