Ok, I'm trying to catch up on the Girlfriendsmarket blog and this one too. Hurry, hurry so I can get back to painting the kitchen cabinets. Of course no prep work. Just drag out the can that looks like the same color I used 2 years ago (but to realize it's not, oh well) Kind of a creamy white. Slapping it on over the finger marks around the green glass knobs (THAT I DIDN'T TAKE OFF).
But, the dog "COSMO" is barking at me like a mad dog. It probably means he needs to go out or wants to play or needs some sort of spoiled dog attention. I have to say, it's driving me nuts. So out we go and I immediately run into the Girlfriendsmarket signs that also need another coat of paint.
I'm a certified lover of old stuff. Anything that smells of basement or attic, has chipped paint and can fit in the cherry bomb is something I'd just love.
It started many years ago when Gram was down sizing and a pile of "OLD STUFF" was headed for the dump. It just happened to fit in my very small car and some 35 years later I've added to that pile of love.
And so it continues!!!