Sunday, July 15, 2012

Children's Table Makeover


I bought this table at a yard sale for $10 (it came with a little chair).
It's solid wood.

It was as ugly as...."sin"....
Many layers of dark varnish that had bubbled.
Yes, I wish I could remember to take "before" pictures.

I sanded it and painted it a dark moss-green color, then finished off
with a layer of brush-painted off-white.
I purposely gave it a scant coating with the off-white.
(I don't like things to be too "perfect".  Good thing, eh..)


Then I printed off an image that I liked, traced and cut it out with freezer paper which I used as a stencil.
A word to the wise:  the paint did bleed a bit under the freezer paper; hence the outline in white around the utensils.
(Again, it's a good thing that I don't require "perfection" to be content, hhmmm...)
And there it is.  The (little) People can be found perched at this often, on our porch.
A happily overhauled and useful object for The People.
It is them, The People, that I'm workin' for, after all...
:)

Here's to many-a-peanut-butter-sandwich..and this Table!

Monday, July 9, 2012

Bag O' Mouses

This is a project Strapping Young Lad and I did together to make a birthday gift for one of his gal friends.

 
The mouse "pattern" came from a book.  We made one for his friend, and then I thought that a whole family of mice would be best, so we kept going.


Strapping Young Lad's varied stitches lend a certain charm, I believe.  He enjoys "stuffing" them, the most.



This is the book that we got the mouse-idea from.  It's a nice book and I like it because Strapping Young Lad spends time leafing through it and it inspires him to create, even out of the scope of the projects in the book.


Monday, July 2, 2012

While We Were Sleeping

While we were sleeping,
I heard the screen door slam.

I told Hubby that Someone or Something is Here.

Hubby went down to investigate.

Our terribly backwards & bashful,
 rescued-dog Buffy,
 (who sleeps in the far corner downstairs)
had realized that
there was a Varmint on our porch.


That being said,
 Buffy busted through the door
and proceeded to take care of The Situation.
(It was, indeed, A Situation.)

No more varmint.
(We don't like Varmints. 
This kind, in particular, is a disease carrier.)

The next morning, we gave Buffy a few extra smiles and pats on the back.
I like a dog that has your back while you're sleeping.

I wish I could have seen the point at which the "ole girl" decided,
"This is not acceptable". 
Prior to door-busting and varmint-rendering.

I guess if
a fearful little dog can face down a varmint,
 by herself,
in the middle of the night...
(and proceed to put the old smack down..)


I can too.

Thank you, God, for the little lessons.
And here's to all of you facing "Varmints" today....

They steal from you.

They carry sickness and death.
They come under the cover of Darkness.

They're all around us.

But you don't have to let them on your porch.

And there it is.