Proof that I Work

We finally have some proof that I actually work on the house sometimes. See my foot?

Just kidding. There is a real picture, but I look really scary. I am not ashamed, kind of, so I will share.

Using vegetable oil and vinegar to bring the floor back to life again.

Ta-da! We had just gotten back from swimming at my parent’s house. Holla!

Anyway, last night My Honeypie did a coat of poly on the floor. Check it out:

 

I Got an Old Chair: Makeover!

Yesterday, My Honeypie came home and handed me some dollars and I was like, “what’s this for?” and he told me, “[insert inappropriate joke].”

Joke!

He just told me it was for me. Awwww. Spoiled!

You want to know what I did with that money? I went to the antique store in Hamilton, duh.

Oh, yes I did. and I bought a wooden chair for ten bucks. It looked like this:

Now it looks like this!

OMGOSH!! Is it wrong to totally love what you, yourself, just accomplished? Cuz I totally do. I looove it!

I love it so much that I risked getting ticks to give my chair a photo opportunity:

I decided this is for my craft room. Until then it shall remain…everywhere.