I have been totally antisocial lately, which is not a great quality in a blogger. I won't try and make excuses because excuses are BS. I'm owning my misanthropic behavior.
So, let's forget my dereliction of duty and move forward, for crying in your beer cheese soup.
I've been searching for an end table to reside next to the sofa and the Butter Chair. It couldn't be a piece with an unfinished (or hairy) back, since it will be seen from all sides (not up against a wall).
My Jeep was on autopilot the other
It was in amazing condition, and the old price of $10 was scratched off and it was marked down to $5.
Seriously? $5 for all this walnutty goodness????
And if you're going to tell me it's not walnut, shut up. I don't want to hear it.
Thomasville. 1966. It's older than me but younger than Philly.
That is totally burled walnut in the middle, but my photography skills are crap and you can't see that.
I grabbed the tag, knocked down 3 old ladies, kicked a seeing-eye dog, dashed to the counter, and claimed my prize.
Seriously people. Five dollars. Like you wouldn't do the same.
I was originally going to paint the entire base, but as I finished sanding down the top, I realized how beautiful all the wood was and I didn't want to cover it all up.
So I only covered some of it up.
I painted all the black parts...um, black.
Just a little distressing on the edges.
Philly polished the hardware and it came out blingy.
It's got the gold package.
All of the wood you see got stripped down and a fresh coat of General Finishes Antique Walnut and a coat of GF EnduroVar were applied. And then I promptly collapsed in a puddle of tears because the top showed "lines" from the poly. It's the first time I've used this particular GF product. I've never had their clear-coat do this before.
See the #^&*$(% streaks??
I have no time at the moment to sand it back down and start over. A girl's got to get her priorities straight, and right now I'm halfway through a box of wine, a package of Dove chocolates, and a season of Hoarders.
So here's how it looks
Oh. And my son got engaged. Wha????
Yep, and we love her. Well, we love him too, but you know what I mean. Here they are at Christmas. His nickname is Sid. The envelope says SID. But they play well and Mommy wanted a picture of them with the "STD" card.
If you can see, she's Eddie-approved.
Yep, she's going to fit right in.