This was my sad, sad family room that I've been avoiding showing y'all. We weren't spending much time in here because there simply wasn't anywhere to get comfy. Unless your idea of getting comfy was standing up to watch tv.
The guys were always up in the media room watching BassMasters or shaking the walls with UltimateMegaMortalWarDeathCombat X-box in full-on surround sound. I hung out in the Mickey D's room. Not exactly the picture of family togetherness I had in mind when planning this house.
Something had to give in here, and quickly, so I took this picture and headed to the furniture store. The saleslady took one look and d'you know what she said?
She said, "Ooohhh, I see you like the minimal look."
Well, uh, no. I'm just so broke right now I can't pay attention. Under normal circumstances I much prefer the cozy organized-chaos look.
I wanted a sectional for this room so we could all mush up in there together, but everything we liked cost an arm and a leg. Did I mention that we're not exactly rolling in dollars over here at the moment? I got this cute little camel back instead and kept the two ultrasuede armless chairs that were already there. Now I know there are bloggers out there who are currently hatin' on this spun gold burlappy (is that a word?) color, but I can't get enough of it. The chairs are not the most comfortable things for vegging on, but there are certainly worse things than spun gold ultrasuede.
Still needing a bit more... something. So I moved everything toward the fireplace,
brought in the toile chairs from the living room,
swapped out the plain white lampshade for a black bell shaped one from the attic,
and brought down the Scrabble game from upstairs. (I have a feeling we might actually play it now.) Oh look! There's a lamp cord in my picture. Imagine that.
Moving everything toward the fireplace did help some to hide the fact that the rug is too small. It'll just have to do for the time being.
Now I just need a coffee table. Or a bigger ottoman.
And curtains. The window treatment fairy is still a no show over here. I would really like to know what her problem is.
There is one other teeny little problem. The room was occupied all weekend by three hot-fries munching, Dr. Pepper drinking, smelly sock wearing males. Candice Olson and House Hunters have been ousted. Kevin VanDam and BassMasters have taken over, and they are now shaking the walls in full on surround sound. Hmph. What am I supposed to do now?