Friday, December 3, 2010

Alert the FBI - My Dining Room Has Been Kidnapped

Oh my goodness!  I feel like the Mad Hatter and the White Rabbit combined into one.  I must find my dining room table.  I must!  Family is coming.  Here.  To my house.  For A Meal.

My table!!!  Where is it? 

And more to the point - what the heck does it LOOK like?  I mean, how am I to know if I find it?  It's...you know, kind of table shaped.  About table height.  It's supposed to be flat on top.  That much I remember for sure.  Oh - and it's wooden.  Yes, definitely made of wood.  That should help id it.  If, in fact, it is ever seen anywhere.

My (soon to be late if he keeps up with comments like this) husband says, "Babe.  Under stuff."

I think he really meant well.  But it's a pretty sweeping statement.  After all, his desk is 'under stuff'.  The kitchen counter is 'under stuff.'  The sofa is 'under stuff'. (Wow - this reminds me - I need to dust the stove.)

The potty is not under stuff, but we ain't eatin' there. 


But the table.  Must locate.

This is what it looks like.  It's an old picture, but it would do if I had to put photos on milk cartons.  You know, basic table.  Brown.  Wood.  Flat on top.  Usually seen hanging out with crafts projects.  If you see it, please call me. 

 

3 comments:

Dyeforsocks1965 said...

Cozy...I love you! Not only did you make me roll under my table with laughter, you also pretty much pin-pointed the state of my table. Luckily I have no family that would come over...so I don't have to search for mine.

Pretty Knitty said...

Hey! Do you think your table might have run off with mine? I haven't seen it in I don't know how long, and it would sure make comfort me to know it wasn't out there all alone...

Heidi said...

Mine is in hiding, too. Although, at least I know which stuff mine is under. Unfortunately, it's not the only piece of furniture I have to rescue from under stuff before I have friends over for dinner Friday night.

I wish you luck in finding your table.