The day our rears broke into song! (Marcus)

A phonecall from Mr Pan this morning announced that at 1:30pm today, an hour and a half from now, the new couch would finally..finally, be arriving. Hoorah!

We both showered early as 1:30pm Chinese time can be litterally any time in the hours leading up to it. We're both highly excited as the wooden monstrosity we currently have has been increasingly uncomfortable. Courtney's been experiencing a very sore back from using it.

I just don't understand how anyone - even someone from China, could look at the wooden skeletal structure which is supposedly a 'sofa' and think ANYONE would be comfortable on it?

The ONLY explanation I can think of that explains it, is in a lot of the traditional houses/gardens we have visited, there are always the traditional chairs.

A traditional style chinese seat. There are usually two of them, I assume one for the husband, one for the wife, both facing the same direction on either side of a table.

Comfort to the max really.

So then we have our own actual couch as seen below. I am sure a chiropractor would argue that it is really good for our backs - just like our bed was before we bought a soft mini-mattress thing made of memory foam to more 'Australianise' it(ie: we're pussy's!), but in all honestly, if a chiro truly wanted to argue that point, he could stick it up his ass! Bring on the new couch made of 'material' according to Mr Pan. What it looks like? As of this point god only knows, but you can be assured it'll be on this blog before the night is out. Deep down we're both hoping it's a Hello Kitty couch, but the safer bet would be a disgusting floral pattern - whatever it is, we don't care, it can't be worse than our current one, and as long as it's soft, our poor little botbots will be singing happy tunes.

Oh how we're going to miss you. Not. SPIT!