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Friday, June 6, 2014

Plan B

There is nothing quite like being invited to stay at someone's house to attend Max and Blair's wedding shower and then messing the house up. Badly. I have this problem with always being busy. I thought I could relax, but no, It seems I can't. Fortunately, the shower was at Blair's Family House, which had no mess.

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I didn't bring any tools with me so we had to hunt in the garage and make several trips to the HD for supplies. The trouble is, NO ONE ASKED ME to fix their table. My sister uses table cloths that cover any imperfections. It's like the Bible story, getting the speck out of someone else's eye when I had a plank in my own.


This corner piece of the table where the veneer had pulled away was bothering me. When we all gather to play Telestrations (FUN GAME-buy it), it was not a good surface to draw on. Hence the bee in my bonnet.


Therese had refinished the table years before, but at that time the leaves were not with it so they still had the original stain still on. The table came to them by way of the basement when they bought the house. 


I added a newly made veneer piece out of some kind of wood that was stapled to the bottom of the end cap. I sanded the glue off and used a razor and cut through both layers of wood for a tight fit.


Trouble is....after stripping, sanding and staining, it looked like crap! Far worse than it did when I started.


In the sanding process, I went through another layer of veneer which showed through the crossgrain. Yuck.

PLAN B

I watched FROZEN for the 6th time, thinking, thinking, thinking, then decided to go in another direction. When I think of my sister, besides her being loving, generous and funny. I also think of the BEACH. I could rescue the table if I made it look like something one would find at the beach.



I had picked up a 50 cent Oops cream colored paint in a little pint version and painted the top and the leaves. Next, I sanded again, tacked, and used a special walnut version of MW over the entire table and rubbed it dry. [See the seam on the end cap? That is where I pieced the replacement veneer]


I LOVE IT. Not sure how the family is taking it though as there was (and probably still is) S A W D U S T everywhere.  


The grain of the wood took on a whole different appearance. 


Therese is going to sand and second coat it as I had to get on the road again. Time to go home. What do they say about fish and guests after a week?

I love it when a (non) plan comes together.

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Among the gifts we brought for the shower was a homemade First Aid Kit. I bought an old metal document box at Salvation Army for $1.99 and painted it up with the Red Cross symbol similar to this box I saw on Susan at Homeroad's blog. 

metal first aid box www.homeroad.net

 Check her out at:     http://www.homeroad.net/2014/03/metal-first-aid-box.html

Below is my interpretation.......



{The blotchiness of this photo is sawdust)

I filled it with all sorts of rescue remedies, mostly for Max's sports injuries. While at the outdoor wedding shower, a guest got stung by a bee. The kit's Benedryl was put to good use immediately.

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Update on little Adam:

Since his two hospital stays, he has improved rapidly and miraculously. He is this moment jetting to Finland and Denmark with his family for his Dad's work conference and family vacation. Thank you all for your prayers.


As ever,
La Verne
hope&salvage

2 comments:

  1. You really did have a bee in your bonnet. I love what you did with the table!. AMAZING!!!!! Your shower gift is just perfect. I may have to steal that idea soon. And mostly, I am so glad your grandson is feeling better!

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  2. Plan C....today is to take a nap. It is raining here and I was up late painting.

    Thanks, Karen for liking my Plan B. Sometimes in the evolving of a piece you learn a worthwhile lesson. In retrospect, I would have painted it brown, then cream, and then distressed, if I had known the true condition of the wood in layers. Pine is a fooler. As for the little guy...prayers and good genes.

    La Verne

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