Thursday, August 27, 2009
Background to "Sittin' on My Kitchen Floor"
Yes I know this is my 3rd post of the day, and yes I am worried I will run out of steam, but who the hell cares.
This whole sittin' on MY kitchen floor thing started Junior year of high school, when I learned that one of my new friends from school lives just down the street.
At one point the kitchen in my house was one of those you'd find at your grandmothers; old, outdated, and a few decades behind the time. We (not so) fortunately had a leak/flood in our kitchen, so low-and-behold we had to re-do/update the kitchen.
Now lucky this was during my "interior design" phase so I helped steer my parents away from tragic decisions. Long story short, it turned out great! As part of the reno we put the wood laminate floors down. Not only do they look pretty, they are apparently comfy.
Back to high school and Twinny...Steff came to my house, and we gravitated towards the kitchen, figured "hey! Let's make cookies (or chocolate covered pretzels)". In the midst of making whatever it was Steff plopped down in the middle of my kitchen floor. When everything was done we chowed down on the treats...well...you guess it, on the kitchen floor. It has somewhat been a tradition, kind of like Christmas eve breakfast at IHop, and always gathering at my house for dessert and drinks Christmas night. 5 years after the first kitchen floor sit-in it is still going strong. We have a few more people to our ring of friends on that kitchen floor, and every time Steff and I take a seat we get the same look around and dumbfounded look. Now my boyfriend (Josh) and her husband (Gordon) have gotten use to the tradition and joined in. As for everyone else it take some getting use to. And take my word for it. We have PLENTY of chairs and sofas to sit on that are very comfortable.
We have joked through the years, that what ever house I end up living in I will have to get the same flooring that is in my childhood house, just for Stephanie. And you know what? I don't have a problem with that one bit.
A lot of first have happened on that kitchen floor and a lot of memories have be stuck inbetween the grooves. Some of the best times we have had has taken place on those floors. Its amazing to look back through the last 5 years that have been spents there.
I forgot to add one tid bit of info on this one and my mom just reminded me. We also slept on the kitchen floor one time. Yes I know crazy. It is better for sitting on than sleeping thats for sure.