Holy Cow!

Today I didn't even have to use my A.K., I got to say it was a good day. That's the flow I was spittin' when I got home Monday night. Why? Because my beloved leather chair had finally arrived. That's right, leatha (Project Runway fans represent). The smell. The feel. The look.

I began the quest over a year ago. It all started in a Restoration Hardware store. I saw this gorgeous chair in the corner. I sat. I fell in love. Looked at the price tag. Came to the conclusion is wasn't going to happen for a while. And by "a while," I mean never. Then I thought to myself...there's got to be a company out there that offers the same quality at a lesser price. To my delight, I found that company. Club Furniture. They're located in North Carolina and most of the furniture is made here in the good ole U.S. of A. Factory direct. Fully customizable. Awesome. I found the company, now I had to find the chair.

I wanted a piece that would stand the test of time. A piece that would only grow more beautiful as it aged and characterized. It also needed to hold up to our Jack Russell and one day...kids. I selected the Rockefeller chair in Brompton Cocoa, and I also had to treat myself to the down seat upgrade, right? Giddy up. Found the company and the chair, now I needed to find the money.

After lusting after this chair for far too long, the cash money was in hand. Commission check from work...nothing too exciting. It was about a six week process, but oh-so-worth the wait. Back to Monday. Saw the chair. Got a cigar. Lit it up. Sat down. Bliss.


Capricious Observations:

1. I'm ready for this election to be over with...for better or for worse.
2. I love fall, everything about it...the football, the weather, the...the...blog to follow.
3. Gas is going down, whoop whoop. Not for long, enjoy it whilst you can.
4. Heidi turned 5 and I forgot her birthday. I feel terrible.