See that blue rocking chair in the far corner? That is the "Death Chair." It was named so because I have a great, great Aunt Essie who died in that chair. Sorry if you think that's gross or irreverent or inappropriate to name her chair that, but I don't. I'm going to have it reupolstered soon -- you guessed it -- in a brown print of some kind. The telephone hanging on the wall belonged to my grandfather. That was the phone they actually used way back when. My mom had it in her house for a long time, and then she gave it to me when Barnaby and I got married. There's normally lots of other stuff on those walls, but since I'm fixin' to paint, I'm not hanging anything back up. Oh, and those curtains will be hemmed and on a tension rod inside the window. They're not finished yet.