Tuesday, September 23, 2008


Yep, that's me. On the move.

This is the third time in 3 years. I hope I don't need to move again. It's not that I mind, exactly. But that unsettled feeling of "I hope I like where I'm going to live" I could live without.

When I moved to Victoria from Vancouver, I got rid of most of my stuff, so now I'm having to restock.

It's interesting to discover that my taste has changed quite a bit.
While furniture of pine and particle board used to be okay, I've discovered that I want antiques and solid wood furnishings. (Not to mention, a lovely 'chair-and-a-half'.)
So now I'm 'antiquing' (which I don't believe is a word) and scouring auctions. And it's working! I've found some very nice pieces (you see??? I'm using the word 'pieces' to describe furniture. The world may be coming to an end.)

Here's a good example. My Dad recently gave me a lovely end table. It's very nice.
As the picture (which isn't identical, but close enough) shows, it's a nice little table.

It's a Duncan Phyfe. Which is good. So maybe I inherit my furniture taste from my Dad. I don't know. All I know is, my new place is a hodge-podge right now. And I haven't even moved into it yet!


Thanks to Kimber for the new (and lovely) bookshelf widget off the left!

Quick, get one of your own!

Friday, September 05, 2008

No one expected the comfy chair.

In preparation for my move, I bought myself a VERY comfy reading chair.
It's a 'chair and a half', and it's snuggle level is an 11 on a scale of 1-5.
I may never leave it.
The depth! The breadth! The sheer cushiness!
If I had but one wish, it would be that everyone had a chair this cozy along with all the books they could read to sustain them for all their days.
That and room (chair?) service.