We had a furniture burning party Friday night. My couch and loveseat were past their last legs. We bought them after the flood in 93 from the Salvation Army thrift store. They weren't in pristine condition at the time, but they were better than lawn chairs and 5 gallon buckets. 10 years and 3 dogs later they were pretty much trashed. Since my husband wasn't working last week he got to spend some quality time with his mom. They found a really nice couch (at another resale store) for $80. I was kind of worried about what it would look like, but it's really nice. It even matches a recliner his mom gave us last year. We threw the old livingroom set out in the yard Thursday, then Friday our neighbor let us use his truck to haul it to my brother's property by the Mississippi. He replaced his carpet that his dog chewed up with hard wood flooring, so he needed to get rid of his carpet and the pad. So there was a great big pile of trash to burn when we got done. It was a real blaze. I loved it.