Why do I call this Kung Fu Chair?
Because it kicked my Booty!!
You see, this it how it looked before...
(pretend you don't see that trash can in the background)
Who ever upholstered this chair before, simply wrapped fabric
around the arm rest and side pieces, then attached the arms in a rather odd way.
It was time to replace that fabric, too.
Time for T to do some upholstery...
She's as good as new now.
This chair belongs to my Great Aunt Ola Nell. She rocked every one of her children, and all of her grandchildren in this chair, so it's holds many special memories. One grand-daughter has asked that this chair be left to her.
These are the kinds of jobs I just can't say no to.
I'm a sentimental fool.