OK. Here's the newly painted dresser! The mirror is my favorite. I especially like that it has a few flaws in the mirror. It adds character! Not bad for a piece of furniture that's at least 60 years old, huh?In other news, we're headed to Durham tonight for our semi-annual girls' weekend. We're sorry that Alison and Rachael can't make it...but we will press on. Also, my NCAA bracket is garbage since Duke did an NC State impression on the basketball court last night. Praise the Lord...we're just 3 weeks away from the spring football game.Happy Friday everybody!
stuff you can't see
I had a great post planned for today. I got the dresser for the guest room finished and assembled. It is awesome. So I took a picture of it. To post here. I just forgot to put the camera back in my bag...so...you can't see that today.In other news, the burn on my hand where my knuckle touched the element (Have I not mentioned this? It is a major wound!) was looking a lot better, until I picked Oozey up wrong and one of the claws on her back foot went right into the scab. (seriously...what are the odds?) There was much blood. I ran out of Superman and Looney Tunes band aids, so I picked up the camouflage in honor of Lt. John. You have to look very carefully to see it. In fact, you may not see it at all. It is cammo, after all:Today's photo credit goes to my boss, Suzanne, who has one of those picture/text/everything phones and graciously agreed to let me use it. During lunch, of course...
After two games, my ACC tournament bracket is garbage. I always fill out my NCAA bracket with who I think will actually win, but my ACC bracket? Let's just say it's all wishful thinking. Every year I hope against hope that the Pack will rally to win the ACC tournament, and get a bid to the NCAA tournament. (I also always hope that the tarholes will go down in their first game) And you wonder why I don't follow basketball...Is it football season yet?
Sorry for the lack of updates lately. I've been busy. REALLY BUSY. Work sort of blew up last week. I only had time for a handful of chips and a Mello Yello for lunch both days...this was the stack of "finished" things at the end of the day on Thursday:After a long busy week at work, I came home and got busy painting the furniture for my downstairs guest room. The dresser was our changing table when we were little. Shirley just never painted the mirror to match. It's been in the attic forever. I bought the bed off Craig's List. Mr. Donald had to tighten it up a bit to ensure that the occupants of the bed don't end up on the floor. Jimmy filled in the gashes and cracks in the footboard. We got two coats of primer on Friday nightMy cousin Erin inspired me to use an oil-based paint. It goes on beautifully, but it takes FOREVER to dry. I was hoping to post pictures of a finished guest room today...but no such luck. Once it dries, I need to go over the first coat with fine steel wool, then apply the final coat. I'm very pleased with this so far...I think it's going to be awesome. Maybe my guest room will be ready in June...
being a grownup
Ahhh...snow. It's just not March 1 without it. Here's a shot of the farm from my driveway. And...here's the pond across the road. Picturesque, isn't it?
I drove to work. Because I'm an adult and that's what adults do. It took twice as long as normal and my nerves are completely frazzled. I'm going to leave around 3:00 and if I make it home, I am going to stay there until it's 70 degrees and sunny. Thanks to Rachael and Mrs. Jenny, I have enough choc to last until June.In other news, my birthday came and went. I think I'm officially an adult, because when I got home from work on Friday, this was in the garage:And I went 2 whole days without peeking.It's a porch swing...but not just any swing! My PaPa (that's Shirley's dad) built it YEARS ago for Elmer & Louise (Fred's parents). The swing was in bad shape...several pieces were rotten from being in the weather...but we hated to throw it away. Shirley had a neighbor rebuild it and paint it...so in a few weeks, I'll be ready to do some swinging. I'm excited to have something else that my PaPa built in my house.