So the coffee table we bought at an art show in Key West arrived today. A man from California named David Levy hand made it. The table is three pieces and can be configured in several different ways:
[This isn't its final destination so I know it looks a little funny in the corner there.]
I LOVE this table and was shocked when Tim agreed to my impulsive purchase. We didn't expect to get it for six to eight weeks, making its arrival this afternoon a welcome surprise.
Do you think the kids cared about the table? Well, sort of. They were enthralled by the packing materials.
They spent the entire afternoon playing, swimming, and doing their homework in a sea of pink landfill fodder. They also lined their bedroom floor with bubble wrap and used the flat plastic sheets as scarves.
Making my house a complete train wreck. But darned if they didn't have just enough fun to make it completely worthwhile.
And if you need a big bag of Styrofoam peanuts before next garbage day, just let me know.