The chicken rug

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I have a new rug for my kitchen!!! I have been thinking about it for a while but my cleaning lady Dawn’s comment suggested I move it up on my list of things to do. When she was here last she said “I have a green and cream rug that might look good in here. Next time I come I’ll bring it to show you. It might not match perfect but it will look better that what you have now.” In her defense (which it took me some time to get over the insult and see that she had one) the rug under my table has seen it’s better days. But in my defense it was a rug whose primary purpose was to catch food when it fell off the kitchen table. Also, I grew up on a farm where window treatments where called curtains and we ordered them from the Sears catalog. That was the extent of our re-decorating efforts.

So Steve and I ventured out to shop for a new rug. Please note that the last rug Steve purchased was in 1990 from a man selling rugs at a gas station that was out of business. I am not making this up. It was in Gallatin , TN and we STILL have the rug in our basement. So I knew that shopping for an expensive rug with him was going to be like giving birth without an epidural. It would be painful, involving a lot of gritting of my teeth but if I was very brave at the end I might have something beautiful. Hence the birth of the chicken rug. Really it is a rooster rug with yellow, red , blue and green and it is gawdy just the way I like things. I “installed” it yesterday and everytime I walk into the kitchen I think two things 1. I LOVE MY CHICKEN RUG and 2. PLEASE GOD DON’T LET THE DOG CHEW ON IT . IT COSTS MORE THAN MY FIRST CAR. I will post a picture for all to see and warn you that once you see it you are going to want one of your very own.

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