It wasn't we so much as it was he. Here's how Op Pew went down:
Last week, Mike headed out on an uncharacteristically beautiful November day for what I like to call "a Lance Armstrong bike ride." About an hour later, my phone rang...
Mike: I'm at a yard sale.
L: Who IS this? (Ed. note: Mike at a yard sale is analogous to me at a hunting convention. And I'm a vegetarian, fyi.)
M: I saw a pew so I pulled over.
L: OK, really who is this?
(Ed. note: We were looking for something to put against the long wall in the Napoleon Room, and he mentioned how a church pew would be nice. As knocked over as I was when he came up with that, I was now beside myself with pride that he actually found one!)
M: I'm not sure it's exactly what we want...it's kind of plain, has a very high back...but it's $20.
L: I'm getting in the car NOW.
L: TWENTY BUCKS!
The pew didn't fit in my trunk, so Mike and our friend Spence returned yesterday to pick it up in Spence's fancy big boy vehicle.
Mike and I wriggled and turned and maneuvered the pew up our hundred year-old staircase (how DID they get furniture up those things in olden days?), and introduced it to its new home in the Napoleon Room. You can see it around the bend when you first peak in the room...
...on the wall next to the bed. We need to do some reassigning of the antique plate rack above it, but I think the pew will work quite well there.
M: Am I going to make the blog?
L: You are SO making the blog.
Update: The feedback's been so great (thank you!) how could I not link-up to Thrifty Thursday? You should head over, too, to see who's thriftier than Mike. Though I can't imagine such a person exists. :-)