Alright – it is clear that Rob and I have a difference of taste. I mean – I have all of it, he has none. Well. That’s a little harsh. He has some (it’s in his mouth).
This has led to some tug-o-war over the type of furniture we have in the livingroom. We both agree on a sectional but where he wants formal, leather upright, stiff and slippery – I want something a little cushier, not necessarily black or chocolate brown and maybe suede.
Which, led him to send me this depiction of Jeannie’s bottle with my face inserted and the accusation that if I had my way – our house would look like this!!
Please!
I hate stained glass.
(But, then again – look at how comfy that looks!)
That’s it. It’s war. I am lobbying for the most nonfunctional, severe sectional I can find. I think a steel bench with chain-mail cushions might do the trick.
Oh my!