What's happening...

I have had a the deadly blog trifecta strike.

1) Nice weather.  2) Heavy workload.  

3) Messy desk syndrome that makes me do all my biz from an iPhone instead of my computer- therefore no blogs 'cause I am not smart enough to iBlog.  Insta-Facebook gets my love.

So here is what has been occupying my creative minutes.  

A whole bunch of unfinished, non-glamorous stuff with a cloud of ozone depletion.

Lets begin with the last post.   The upholstery class.

Moldy chair update- I have spared its life... 

I am a masochist.

And can I say hand tied springs suck.  

I am learning that there are things I don't ever want to do again.  Like grain alcohol punch, acrylic nails and hand tied springs.

I will appreciate every penny I pay my upholsterer in the future, because I really don't like or understand this mess...

 Sunroom chairs are done, but I wish I painted them white.

Still might ... I want calm out there and I think it might happen if they are white.

(You can see the base of the one in the back is still white primer... I like it better)

P.S.A. time...

 Make sure your children wear helmets when crafting...

 (and get a tetanus shot too)

Also, Rustoleum Automobile Primer works great for ceramic lamps, 

just add a high gloss color over 

Rustoleum Orange in Gloss

(- P.S. call me Rustoleum, I like you. Lets do drinks.)...

before

after

 and I tried spray painting a stained dhurrie rug with white paint....

it turned it a soft gray, which actually wasn't bad.  But I just couldn't leave well enough alone.

Stay tuned, still trying to fix this one.

I discovered cheap black Home Depot plastic planters actually look OK with some Hammered Bronze spray-spray

 (Hey, I live in the North, so I totally overindulge in spray paint once it thaws out up here)

and the old porch railings got trimmed into trellis panels for the garden...

and finally, this nonsense came to my town on Saturday...

We had an American Idol "Homecoming" parade and concert over the weekend.

Turns out that one of the top 3 American Idol finalists is from my little town of Beverly, MA.

Watch all about it tonight (if you do that stuff), you might even see my youngest Joe.  He got some camera time during the parade with the guy in gray below.

 My kids were so excited.  Not gonna lie, I totally got into it. 

 Like 8th grade minus the mushroom cloud perm.

Good times.  Don't judge.