I love this lamp we mounted on our front porch. It's an ocean bouy light that my dad caught in the ocean years ago. I've never weighed it, but I'm sure it weighs anywhere from 80 to 100 lbs. It got flooded from a past hurricane sitting in my folks garage. We brought it home, cleaned it up, painted it, put in a new light fixture, and mounted it on the porch!
This is a cool vase I picked up while serving in Iraq. I actually shipped it home. I stuffed it with a couple of pillows and wrapped it in blankets. I didn't know if it would make the trip in one piece, but it did. But when Mike went to pull out the pillows a few pieces broke off the top. We super-glued them and it looks just fine, barely noticeable.
The Chair. I don't know what else to call it. It's a cushioned rocker. My parents' got it before I was even born. So it's been around for a while. It's an ugly 70's green color, and it's not all that comfortable. And though it's old, it's probably worth nothing. But it has sentimental value. If I'm getting rid of anything I prefer to do it quickly. The longer I have it, the more it tends to have meaning. I want to replace it with a rocking recliner, but I have no intention of getting rid of it. But I have no other place for it. The recliner is on hold.