it's so GREEN

[cimorene]

Those little handfuls have gotten so demanding that the last three times I saw them in a row I was too busy the entire time to remember my camera! If you want to take pictures of the little ones, you need more than two pairs of adult hands to handle all four of them. And they were actually fairly well-behaved, on the whole. There was hardly any screaming! I have no baby pictures, though, so here is a picture of my new armchair.



It's the Ikea Jennylund, from the heavenly Ektorp line (the full-sized Ektorp armchair is nearly as big as our couch, but I covet it as well as the couch and the giant footrest and the chaise, because they're comfortable and overstuffed and just so pleasing). Most smaller Ikea armchairs, like the ones in the Karlstad line, are uncomfortable, but despite its firmness, this one is pretty much a delight. It's also, in stark contrast to the full-size Ektorp furniture, pretty affordable. Wax can have one soon, but we only bought one on our last trip. Unfortunately, we bought a white slipcover because none of the colours could possibly have gone in our livingroom, and I had to dye it. The colour turned out lovely, but as you can see, our washing machine wasn't big enough to allow the fabric to move in it freely, and the dye collected in the folds. It now looks like a marble-pattern from the 80s or else permanently wrinkled, take your pick.

Wax's chair is going to be bought coverless and covered with one of these cotton covers from Bemz. Bemz is a Swedish company that makes covers for a huge range of Ikea sofas and armchairs as well as throw cushions in a range of fabulous fabrics.

Comments

[perhael.livejournal.com]

I'm seriously considering getting the same chair for my new room. It's just so adorable, and it looks really comfortable. ♥

[cimness.livejournal.com]

Last night I dreamed that you and I were secret agents undercover as Norwegian exchange students at a big orientation camp in Norway and it turned out the Norwegian criminals we were tracking had fled to the US and sold some kind of information and you had two huge dogs and they were both boxers, and a tiny little car, and we were trying to get (with the dogs) in the car to warn our boss on time about a tip we got but we didn't make it, and then we ended up all chasing across the countryside with automatic rifles trying to head off terrorist attacks! But we had never fired rifles before, and everyone else was like, shooting at... idk... but we were like "How do you do it again?" and apparently, if you hesitate too long, the bullet gets... bent up inside the rifle and comes out too slow and plops onto the ground. I have no idea what my subconsious was trying to say there.