Magic and Memories

April 22, 2010

A long time ago, in a country far away…. Canada, to be exact….. I took some tole painting classes.  Like singing, I had little talent for tole painting, but a great deal of enthusiasm and even more, obsessive compulsive tendencies.  Oh, once I got started, there wasn’t a paintable surface, paintbrush or paint that I didn’t just love, and NEED.

And with my love of books, the written word and anything that gives instructions (yes, I keep all instruction manuals and papers…. I even have instructions for clock radios that we owned in England!), up until a month ago, I had a massive collection of tole painting books.

True to my nature, I ended up with a lifetime of projects.  As life goes, my style changed long before I got around to most of those projects.   But even a third of the projects are a lot, especially when they’re packed in boxes stored in my closet.

I form quite strong attachments to anything I own; it’s hard for me to let anything go.  You may someday see me on “Hoarders – Buried Alive”.  My stuff will be neatly organized and coordinated and I don’t keep trash, can’t stand that… I am an organizational freak and hate trash sitting around.  I guess you could say I major in emotional hoarding with a minor in organization and cleanliness.

Anyway, during my tole painting classes in Canada, this little table was one of the extra-curricular projects offered for sale.  I loved the shape of the table and duly handed over my funds.  I also bought the pattern for the lovely pastural scene that was to be painted on the table top; a pretty ambitious pattern it was.

I never did it.   There was always something more important to do (cough lack of confidence cough) so it just never got done.  It sat in plain bare wood glory for a couple of years.  Then I decided to at least paint it so it could grace our living room.  I decided on a Hunter Green since that was one of the accent colours in the room.  My husband decided to surprise me and painted it for me.  He did a beautiful job and how could you not love a man that would paint such a girly table without being asked!  Only problem was, he painted it a bright grassy green.  While I loved the man for doing it, and let me tell you, not only did he paint it, but he painted several coats of poly sealer on it too; acid wouldn’t have eaten through that protection; so while I was grateful and loved him for it, the color just never felt right.

Many years and moves later and even more life changes, and that cabinet made it’s most recent living as my nightstand.  Again, cute as could be, but totally wrong in color and by now, totally wrong in style.

Still I love it….. and no matter it’s beginning, it is, in my heart, a symbol of a loving gesture made by a man who will ever be very dear to me.

It took a long time, but I finally decided that I could and should repaint it and it just may fit in somewhere in this house, not just exist but actually look like it belonged.

To cut this short, I gave it a primer coat and then a couple of coats of black semi-gloss, painted all the gold hinges and pins in the knob with a brushed nickel and VOILA…. she lives… and she is gorgeous.  Magic!

I’ve decided she fits the little space just as you enter the master bath, perfectly.  I haven’t table-scaped her yet, but I think she’s beautiful.  I love her.

And repainting her, I have a new appreciation for the loving gesture that gave her the original green coat.  It was a pain with all of those nooks and crannies, I dread to think of four coats of it.

Peter passed away almost four years ago.  He lives on in millions of memories just like this one.

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Uncle Wiggly in Arizona….

April 6, 2010

I stopped at GW on Thursday before Easter.  Just as I was leaving, I saw a rack with bunnies and Easter baskets.  I walked right past it; I didn’t need no stinking Easter baskets.  Ahhhh, but something called me back.  I heard “Come look……. cooooooooome loooook”.  So I did.

There was this oh so ugly blue bunny rabbit, with a dirty paper ribbon around his neck and some of those little tiny tightly wrapped flowers.  Now that just wasn’t right.  He was far too regal for those flowers and that blue, not suitable at all.

I picked him up, deposited $4 in the cashiers hand and gently cradled my bunny all the way to the car.  He has a slightly damaged foot, as you can see in that first photo.  He was very brave and stoic though, not one moan or grumble.  He stuck his head out of the window all the way home, his long ears flapping in the wind.  Alright, he didn’t do that, but he wanted to.

First thing I did when I got home, was cut off that ugly paper collar and flowers.  He heaved a huge sign of relief.  Then I wiped him down and prayed him with a coat of spray primer.  This time around I used the Rustoleum 2x Primer.  Wow.  It is so much better than the Krylon primer.  I’m sold!

Then he got two very light coats of Rustoleum Heirloom White Satin.  Oh my goodness….. be-a-u-tiful.

I couldn’t love him more.  See what he’s sitting by, dear sister?!  It’s Uncle Wiggly books.  He reminds me of Uncle Wiggly.  He makes me deliriously happy.

I’m thinking he was so well worth $4.  If I find another one, I’m getting him for my sister.  She will love him too.

Someday your tray will come…….

March 31, 2010

I’ve always wanted one of these trays.  I picture myself laying up against my pillows in bed, my beloved carrying in the tray just like this, well……..almost…… definitely keeping the daffodil but add tea in the cup and maybe a blueberry muffin and a pretty napkin and a little frame with a picture of someone I love; maybe a pretty envelope with my name written on it, with a heart, a hug and a kiss…. oh and the controller for the tv too!  Of course, I’m wearing a bea-uuuu-tiful dressing gown, something feminine and old fashioned and my hair is shining and long,f lowing, curly and my make up is impeccable even though I only just woke up with, of course, a dainty arm stretching yawn.  The window is open and the fresh breeze gently ruffles my sheer white curtains and the fragrance of freshly mown grass sweetly scents the breeze.  I hear birds chirping through the open window and the day is glorious…. and all because I have this tray that I’ve dreamed about for oh, so long….. so yes, someday your tray will come.

Down to business, I bought this tatty looking thing at GW for $4.  it was dirty blonde wood with a white tray.  A little primer and ivory paint made a fresh start.  Then I cut out the selected wrapping paper to fit and glued it to the tray.  Ooops…. my first project in 12 years in modge podge and it got wrinkles….. oh well.  Now I’m thinking a little walnut wood stain wiped on would make it look at little old and possibly make those wrinkles look intentionally antique.  Maybe not, but I love the look.  I love the tray….. now I just have to make the rest of the vision come true.

Another shot……

and a large one so you can see my wrapping paper…. I love this paper.  It was clearance at Hobby Lobby… $2.99 for a huge roll.  I love it so much, if I could, I’d cover my bedroom furniture in it.  Okay, no I wouldn’t, but I love it nonetheless.  It reminds me of my sister…. and my daughter.  My sister is my fellow bird lover and my daughter is my bird.

I think she’s done

March 24, 2010

I took my plain little lacquered pine box that I’ve had forever, and gave her new life.  All it took was some yellow paint, new knobs, some little embellishments, black ball feet and sanding.  Okay, a splinter straight through the finger while wiping with the tack cloth was in there too, but that doesn’t count.
One of her drawers sticks badly now.  I’ll sand the wooden bar it slides on tonight and get that working properly again.   She may need a little more embellishment, but for now, I’ll pretty happy with her.

There’s new life in the old girl!

Better……….

March 18, 2010

Eggs….actly !!!!

March 18, 2010

I am so happy.

I bought this candlestick and domed cheeseboard at Goodwill.  I had the pods from an old flower arrangement  and the ceramic eggs came from Hobby Lobby

A  little painting and sanding; voila….. I love it.  It’s not perfect and I’ll be tweaking it as I get my crafting groove back… but I’m loving the domed piece.  The decor inside…. well, the pod and my eggs are a little big and they went a little orangy when I speckled them.  That can all be fixed.

I will get this eventually

February 27, 2010

And more playing around; my messy great room.

Let’s try this again

February 27, 2010

This was my first attempt at making aj’s out of candlesticks and candy dishes.  I love them…. I also love my funky little ship which was also a GW find.

Playing, testing and learning

February 27, 2010

I feel so stupid, trying to understand how to do this.

Testing….testing…. testing

February 23, 2010

My first post on my very first blog……this feeling is very reminiscent of giving birth the first time.  I know I want to be great at it, and it needs to be memorable; I’m so excited, it’s finally here……and THE PRESSURE IS PHENOMENAL.  For those of you who haven’t given birth yet, you’ll understand that comment from both physical and emotional sides, when you have. 

So, I’m going to take the pressure off.  I’m not going to say much of anything at all tonight, except that I have thoroughly loved the exploration of the many thrifting, homemaking and couponing blogs I have been reading over the past several months.

I had no idea there were so many women, of so many ages, who enjoy the same things I do… all over this wonderful country that we’re rebuilding.

That’s enough for tonight.   Next step is to find my fingers and voice at this keyboard and tell people I’ve arrived.  Just maybe one day someone will be interested to read what I write.

Til then; make your little corner a happy one!