DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE CHAIR?

Well, you need one. Everyone needs a favorite chair, "far away from the cold night air". Although it doesn't have to be enormous as the fair lady sings.

I don't think I'd much care for the one below the Motel sign in the picture. It's bright white. I like to eat in my favorite chair. I don't always hit my mouth. Our son at a recent Sunday brunch, taking after his Father, left an omelet cheese string on his shirt. When it was pointed out to him, he quickly responded by saying he was trying to duplicate the Star Trek logo. I'm afraid I've left a few logos on my shirts and subsequent arms of chairs over the years. So my fave would need to be darker or heavily patterned.

While I like the support of the chair in the picture and the huge cushion, it still looks too stiff to me. But like the Goldilocks story, it can't be too soft either. But most importantly, it can't be too long in the seat where I feel that my legs must stretch to get my feet to touch the ground. Long in the middle, I call it. Many couches are like that. Unless you're over 6 feet tall, they don't work.

My favorite chair sits in our living room and doesn't get used that much. Once in awhile, I'll read in there and it is a great reading chair complete with footstool unattached. If we have company, you can bet I'll be in that chair. But without a Bose or TV or VCR or DVD. our living room can only offer a fireplace (which we've never lit) and a great view.

But when I'm reading, old brown is ready. It conforms to my body. It knows my moods. It knows I'm not abusive. And it waits for its master.