Friday, July 27, 2018

THE table.

While Claire, Jane, and Lottie were at the pool and the boys 
in the woods mountain biking,
 Mr. Nielson and I decided to drive into Raleigh
 in search of a perfect dining room table.
We still don't have one- and I don't just want to have one, I want the right one.
Store after store after store we saw plenty of tables.  
But with each table I wished that the wood was in a lighter color,
or a different material, or size, or shape.
I wanted enough space to fit at least 2 families
 but not too bulky- but not wimpy either. 
 Sleek but not too modern.
Basically I had pieced ideas together from 
thousands of tables and I KNEW what I wanted, and I couldn't find it.
I believe the dining room table is the heart of the home.
I mean, think about it:
It's where the turkey is cut at Thanksgiving 
(well it would be if we ate turkey), 
...OK, pretty much all holiday dinners.
Basically everything happens at the table, so you see why 
this has to be THE table, right?
I also wanted it unique with personal touches to make it special.
We had plenty of options, but nothing was speaking to me.
Hours later we stopped in to have dinner and discuss the table.
We sketched on napkins exactly what we wanted.
Then Mr. Nielson said to me: "I'm going to make this table."
We figured with material and tools it would cost almost
as much to make one as it would to buy one.
Plus WE can design the perfect table together and add the 
all our personal ideas...and you better believe we have ideas!
It will take awhile before it's finished, but I can be patient-
I've been that before.

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