Welcome to Sunday Spin, where I blog about life beyond the realm of writing.
The other day my son had his friend over for a play date. When his mother and sister came by to pick him up, I welcomed them into the living room where we chatted for a while. I had to go rustle up the boys from their Lego-building adventure, and I went upstairs. When I came back down, I was surprised to see the mom sitting on what we normally use as the coffee table.
I was so pleased! Honestly, I was happy because I HATE that stupid, sorry excuse for a coffee table that my husband bought, thinking it was so cool. I told him then, and continued to remind him in the three years we have owned it, that it looks more like a bench than a coffee table.
You be the judge:
Leather top on a coffee table? Really? Do you think I can balance my steaming mug of coffee on that thing?
Note the chew marks on the bottom rungs? Even the dog thinks it’s something other than a coffee table.
In my wanderings on blogosphere, I came across this site, My Life’s Journey, where I see yet another coffee table that isn’t just a coffee table. Now, would you even dare to place your steaming mug of coffee on that???