SAM: Some of you might remember that back in February of 2011 we posted on Our New Recliner.
CYNDI: The small swivel rocker recliner Jan bought second hand many years ago wore out and when she had an opportunity to replace it, she grabbed it.
MICAH: She really wanted a swivel rocker recliner - a padded one, but was told when one was shipped she would most likely have to wrestle it from the truck and haul it across the lawn and up the steps and into the house.
MERCI: By herself! There wasn't anyone to help her unload and move it. So she had to order a lightweight chair in vinyl. She was disappointed it didn't rock (unless one of us jumped up on the back while she was reclining).
RUSTY: It wasn't comfortable for her to sit because there was no real support for her legs and back when she sat down, so all she could do was recline. And fall asleep.
PERCY: She sure did want somewhere comfortable to sit ... and rock. A few months ago she gave away her swivel recliner to make room for a swivel rocker recliner. And then she waited.
BUDDY: This month that type chair went on sale and last Thursday right after a meeting, she walked over and bought herself the large chair. It was on sale for the regular price of the smaller chair. And they delivered it within a couple of hours!
MARCUS: I never met the old rocker so I'll introduce you to the new one.
SAM: Introduce? The moment Jan sat down to take a picture, you popped up like a jack-in-the-chair.
MARCUS: I'll pretend I didn't hear that. This is burgundy. I understand the other option was dark brown. I would like it better if she had chosen the one that looked like dirt, but this will have to do.
MARCUS: So there you have it, folks, the grand tour of our new swivel rocker recliner. You can pay with cash. Sorry, we can't accept credit cards.
MERCI: What are you babbling about, Marcus? No one is going to pay you for giving a "guided tour" of a chair.
MARCUS: They won't? But humans charge for guided tours all the time. This is discrimination!
Buddy: This is a picture of our lawn mower. A swing blade. We've had some storms lately and the grass has been growing out of control. Jan just cut the whole lawn last Friday and over the weekend it went back to looking like an unkempt, long-haired, giant green hippy.
PERCY: So imagine Jan's surprise when she realized that our neighbor across the street wasn't mowing his already neat lawn, but the hum of a lawn mower was from a very kind guy named John who lives in another part of the mill village. He had loaded his lawn mower in the trunk of his car and come by to be a Christian brother.
RUSTY: It's the second time he has done this and it is so greatly appreciated! Jan was dreading another swingathon on the lawn.
Stop by Pepi Smart Dog for the Thankful Thursday blog hop. (There is always something to be thankful for!)
And stop by Ruckus the Eskie, Love is being owned by a husky, and Barking from the bayou for the Thoughtless Thursday blog hop.