29 Aug

Mission Complete – Barn Red End Tables

painted mission tables

When I first picked up these mission style end tables the plan was to paint and sell them as bedside tables. I had envisioned them in a creamy antique white with a French-inspired ink transfer or postmark or something romantic and swoony on top.

mission end tables

But after I got the primer and two coats of paint on I was out of steam and didn’t feel like working on them anymore. So, I set them aside and moved on to other projects.

white mission table

A few weeks months later my girlfriend, April, asked if I had any small living room tables. AHA! So that’s why I’d lost my mojo on those suckers. We agreed they were a perfect compliment to her glass-topped coffee table.

lattice side coffee table

So, the white was replaced with thirty-two coats of barn red. Okay, maybe it wasn’t that many coats but it sure felt like it.

painting progress

At one point, I snapped a pic of the table top and texted it over to April. It was just about then that I decided ‘progress photos’ were not my friend. The next time we got together she cautiously asked if the tables had turned out orange. Apparently, the flash on my cell phone didn’t do the paint color much justice.

I reassured her that the tables were, absolutely, positively, barn red just as she’d requested. I think she believed me…

red mission table

What I didn’t tell her was that I’d taken some design liberty and added matte black around the lip of the table top and antiqued the sides with stain and dark wax.

red black table

close up table

The tops got the full poly-plus-wax treatment and now these tables are sitting pretty in April’s living room – where her coffee table awaits a similar paint job.

painted end table

I don’t know why I ever thought they belonged in a bedroom.  (shrug) What do I know?

painted mission tables

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14 Aug

Sound It Out

I don’t know about the rest of you but I love music. Not just the beat or the rhythm but the lyrics themselves. When I have something to say – something really important, more often than not it’s already been said and set to music. If I can’t find the words, just the right song seems to be waiting for me to come across it to fill the void.

A lot of songs, I take to heart. I’ll apply them to my situation and if they fit, they become part of the soundtrack of my life. Typically, I can recall where I was when a song impressed itself upon me. Humming the tune, I can usually insert myself into the time & place that the song represents. To me, music is the portal that allows for travel back to enjoy happy times, reminisce sad moments and even relive bad days that I may have willingly forgotten. A simple harmony can bring long lost friends back for a moment and fill my heart with their memory.

There are a lot of things I could live without in this world. If I had to choose, I’d willingly give up television and the Internet, my home and my car. Take away my music and I’d feel lost and alone.

Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~Berthold Auerbach
Without music life would be a mistake. ~Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William P. Merrill
When words leave off, music begins. ~Heinrich Heine

This is the song in my head today.

I originally posted this on a site I didn’t even know was called a blog back in 2009. It came up in conversation tonight and was oddly appropriate for the way I felt today.

Here’s hoping tomorrow is better.

30 Jun

Color Inside the Lines

There comes a time in every adult’s life when they can no longer shush the aches and pains telling them they are getting old. For the avid DIYer, those grumblings from overworked and under-iced muscles are heard over even the loudest of power tools.

A few weeks ago, the ligaments in my right shoulder and forearm were screaming at me to stop painting. When I could ignore them no longer, I put down my brush, picked up a pencil and sketched up a simple solution to help me work smarter and whine less.

Once it was all worked out in my head, I enlisted the guys’ help to clear out a 9′ x 9′ area in the garage to work in. Read More

06 Jun

Small Desk, Big Color

painted desk

I’m convinced that if I could get my office pulled together the rest of my house would, once and for all, stay clean. Now, it isn’t dirty in a half-eaten-plate-of-food-sitting-on-the-counter sort of way but every horizontal surface in the main living area is obscured by a pile of crap that should go in my office.

The problem has always been finding the right desk.

I thought I had done so a few months ago after responding to a local online ad. But when I went to pick the desk up, I remembered why measurements are important and photo cropping is a bad idea. Read More

24 May

Hot Mess Saturday

I’m heading out to the shop to move some things around. Pretty much everything inside will be moved outside to make room for the walls I’m building. If you’re in the area feel free to drive by and see just how much crap can be shoved into a 2-car garage. If you’re not local, you know I’ll be posting pictures of that hot mess for your viewing pleasure.

Speaking of, if you follow me on social media let me share something handy. As you’re probably aware, the Facebook gods have gone to great lengths to keep you from seeing what I post on my page (and every other page you opted to follow). Why? Because we won’t give them any monetary love.

The way around this is to manually select to receive notifications from my page. I swear it’s not as hard as it sounds.

Facebook pages

See? Easy peasy. You can follow along on Instagram too (click here).

Now – let the (junk) unloading & (pic) uploading begin!

~dee

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