We had a very traumatic event in our house this past weekend.
Our perfectly placed living room was infected with a hideous rocking recliner. :GASP:
Before my son was born, we bought an extremely comfy but extremely ugly rocking recliner from La-Z-Boy. Really, guys, it’s ugly. I feel like it looks like it’s going to come to live and eat my head. Weird, huh?
Anyway, said recliner was a god-send during Zack’s first year. I’m pretty sure that every picture of me during that time in his life was taken of me sitting in that chair. Sometimes, you just have to choose function over beauty. For the past 3 1/2 years, the recliner has been cleverly hidden in Zack’s playroom, but now that it’s almost baby time, it needed to come back downstairs.
My husband was scarred by it’s addition to our living room. I must have had him move every single piece of furniture in the room around 3 or 4 times before we settled on placement. Now that it’s here, I pretty much haven’t gotten out of it. Looks like it will be another year of photos in the La-Z-Boy!
I’m sure you want to see pictures, but since my house looks like a 4-year old tornado blew through here. I’m too lazy in my La-Z-Boy to get up and pick up toys. I can’t use the “I’m pregnant and I can’t clean” excuse for much longer, so I’m going to use it here just because I can.
Do you have a hideous piece of furniture that you adore?