Glee fits in a box.
A reeeeeeeeeealy big one.
Over the weekend, my mom, Chris and I went to Big Lots on a hunt for a couch.
When Alicia moved out, she took her couch and big comfy chair with her. And while we weren’t necessarily in dire need for a replacement couch, why not look for a good deal.
Why not, indeed?
Kate and I had gone casual couch/kitchen table shopping the week before. No luck for the both of us. So, Mom did a scout job for me at Big Lots. Mother load.
She told me about this cute little brown corduroy couch, (Sigh. Sounds lovely, I thought) and an oversized recliner (meh. Not so much).
Well, when we all went for a visit, I changed my mind about the oversized recliner. I sit. I smile. I recline. I sigh. I look at the tag… and gasp.
This chair’s official professional, order-it-out-of-a-catalogue name is…
Wait for it…
Its official name is the cuddler.
Open survey: everyone who thinks this chair was made for me based on name alone raise your hand.
Chris delivered it to my house yesterday. I was still more excited to see him, but... THE CUDDLER HAD ARRIVED!!
The sucker is huge. Waaaay bigger than it appeared in the showroom… but, oh, how I love it.
You can have the seat of honor.