The second thought was "Oh Crap, Mr. Honey is going to be PISSED if I come home with these....." Cause well I sort of agreed to not buy any new furniture without talking to him.....but...but...these chairs are awesome....and and... my phone is broken (having dropped it that morning and it broke into pieces.)...and he was out of town. What to do...what to do....after fretting over it for about thirty minutes I buy them. Well I really buy one and the ottoman, my sister-in-law who was shopping with me bought the other for me as a belated birthday present (she is awesome like that).
So now I have some new chairs after two trips in the Prius to get them home. I know the patten is a little wild, but I think that is what I love about them.
As you can see they are Italian Greyhound approved, I couldn't keep the pups off them long enough to take photos.
The rest of the weekend I spent purging old stock and doing a deep clean so the house sparkled by the time Mr. Honey got home. To soften the blow.....so to speak. Here is how things went down:
Me: "Ummm So I bought a chair"
Honey: "A chair...."
Me: "Yeah a chair and an ottoman, it is really awesome and I love it, I would have called but I dropped my stupid phone and it is a goner....don't be mad."
Honey: "A chair and an ottoman...."
Me: "Yes, it was a set and there was another chair which matched and M. bought it for me as a birthday present..."
Honey: "Wait....let me get this straight...first it is a chair, then a chair and an ottoman, now it is two chairs and an ottoman...."
At this point he is really quiet, then starts cracking up laughing and says, Well let me see this "chair"
Yay! argument averted! I think it worked in my favor that he had been gone all weekend and missed me.(Only the third time we have been apart in three years)
So anyways, what do you think?