Have a Seat!

Today's Wonder of the World is...The Chair!

Which I am going to sit in, thank you!
I'd love to have a seat in this chair because my mom and daddy gave it to me when I first found out I was pregnant with Sarah, and I'm feeling a little sentimental right now.

I'd also need to sit for a moment because I took a look in Sarah's room a second ago and found this.

And this.

Help!
The piles are getting higher! And she's not done yet! We leave tomorrow to take her to college, and who knows how tall the piles will be by then!
How will we ever get all that junk in my minivan?

For now, let's distract ourselves, shall we?
Let's think about something I love. Something I can't ever get enough of.
Let's think about CHAIRS!
Excuse me a second while I move all those linens.

Voilà!

I am crazy about this purple tufted chair. I bought it at a consignment store for $15 on account of the fact that some lunatic who hates purple chairs attacked its arms with a butcher knife. Or maybe not. But somehow the arms are all ripped up.
But I saw that chair and thought: I can fix that! I do re-upholstery all the time. I can rebuild it. I can make it better than it was before!
Well I tried and I can't.
So normally, Sarah's chair wears this cute little scarf.

I know. It's not that great a look, but it's the best I can do.

During my French life I discovered the beauty of la chaise.
It's probably because I developed a terrible flea market addiction. Did you know that French grandchildren cleaning out their grandmere's grenier practically give chairs away at flea markets? They practically chase you down and beg you to take them off their hands!
Well, maybe not, but they're really cheap.

Look at this darling rush seated one. Click on it. Look at the hand carving on the back! It's adorable.

I bought it and its twin for $25! Two hand carved chairs for $25! Can you believe that?
You can't really sit on it because it's old and rickety, but I use it as art.
This irritates my husband. He's always saying, "Chairs, chairs, everywhere! And not a place to sit!"
But he puts up with my chair collection because he loves me.
And because I'll post embarrassing photos of him on my blog if he doesn't.
Just kidding honey!

Here's another French chair.

It's a prie-Dieu, a prayer chair. I saw it at a flea market and couldn't walk away. The top seat flips up for kneeling, and I think it's heavenly.

Here's a stool I bought down in Provence during our French life.

I rode three hours back to Clermont in our teensy car with that thing upside down on my lap, and now I use it as an end table for my cute garage sale lamp.

Here's probably my favorite chair in my whole house!

I love its chippy paint, it's crushed velour yellow seat, and its mod style. Plus, Todd can sit in it!
And best yet, I love its history! I found it at a consignment shop, but it originally came from

the Poinsett Hotel!
Where my buddy George Clooney filmed parts of Leatherheads!

Oh he looks so nice.
I think I need to sit down again.

Here's another chair I rocked babies in. Now it's in Sam's room

with this strange chair.

I bought it at a church yard sale because I sat/perched on it and thought it might be good for my back.
It wasn't.
Sam likes to bring new friends home and watch them try to sit on it. He's evil that way.

I bought this pair of chairs at the same yard sale.

I brought them home and made them slipcovers and was excited to discover they're from Ethan Allen! (Hey, there's my circus poster!)
Tanner was a puppy then. He liked the chairs too.

Naughty Slobber Dog. One day I'll get that fixed.

Speaking of pets, I also love this chair.

There's my sweet Katie! She went to France with us at 13 years old, and lived long enough to enjoy her American life again. Katie was by my side when I discovered that I love pink and yellow and just because they weren't the in colors then, I could decorate with them if I wanted. She sat on the kitchen table beside my sewing machine (she had already been rejuvenated by her newfound love of paté, so she was up for anything) and watched me stitch the slipcover.
And she'd sit on it and go to sleep.

That looks so inviting.
I think I'm going to leave the computer now and my To Do list and take a little break in that chair.

Do you have a favorite chair in your house? A chair with a history? A chair- loving addiction?
Do tell!

Have a Wonder-Full Thursday, y'all!
Love, Becky