Sunday, May 25, 2014

Desk in Country Grey and Duck Egg Blue { Before and After}


My latest thrift store find is this beat up mahogany desk that had seen better days.
The top was pretty scratched up, there was mold growing on the sides and what is an old barn fresh piece of furniture without a few mouse droppings.
Everything that was wrong with it could easily be fixed.

I first sanded the top with my orbital sander and started with 80 grit sand paper.
Then 120 grit
Finished with 220.
The top was smooth and perfect.
 I love being able to sand down a piece of furniture and see the original wood come through.
 I wiped it down reeeeaaaal  gooooood.
No I did not  use a tack cloth, I am bad about that.
But I did use my leaf blower to blow all the dust off.

I then stained the top with a mahogany stain.
When I am staining I like to use an old t-shirt that has been cut up and folded, I feel like I have better control over how it is applied.
I then use another piece of t-shirt to wipe of the excess. This is done several times to get any stain that has beaded up.
This is an important step because if you do not remove the excess it will never completely dry and remain tacky.
I know this because I have made the mistake.
It will eventually dry I told myself.
Never happened.

After it has completely dried, about 24 hours, I bring it into the house to apply the top clear coat.
By bringing it into the house I do not have to worry about Betty/Martha hair floating onto my perfect finish.

I have started using General Finishes Gel Top Coat and I absolutely LOVE IT!
You apply it with a rag and wipe it on. EASY PEASY with no dripping, bubbles, streaks nothing.
Just love it.


Once I have finished applying all the top coats I then start on the body of the piece.
I painted this one with Country Grey by Annie Sloan Chalk Paint on the main porting of the piece and used Duck Egg Blue on the drawers.
Sanded the paint by hand using 150 grit sanding block and finished it off with clear wax.


The refinished top makes it look like a brand new piece of furniture.


I was able to use the original hardware. 
Always a bonus.



And now it is finished and ready for a new home.





Monday, May 12, 2014

Sam takes 2nd at NC Freestyle States


My Mother's Day gift from my son Sam was a day spent with him while he competed in the North Carolina Freestyle Wrestling States in Mooresville, NC.

Getting up at 5:15am to drive to the tournament while he slept in the backseat. 

Whenever we are getting ready to do any of these tournaments or anything really that requires my having to extract information from my 14yo son the conversation usually goes like this.

Me: Sam are you going to do the tournament? I need to know so that I can register you.

Sam: mnmnmmmmmcmcmmmcm (mumble mumble mumble)

Me: OK. How much do you weigh? I need to know so that I can put it on your registration. Weigh yourself at school so I can register you.

Sam: 

Me: SAM! Did you hear me? 

Sam: WHAT?

Me: Just do it.

We have this conversation about 4 times prior to my registering him. 

The thing is you have to know how much you weigh so that they know what weight class you are in. Most tournaments are so that if you do not make weight then you cannot wrestle. I did not want to drive all the way there and have him be .4 ounces over and then be sent home.

So we finally get the registration done and his weight class is  120lbs. 

I keep reminding him to ask coach about a singlet. They need to have a specific singlets for this tournament..one red and one blue. Apparently this went in one ear and out the other without stopping in between because Friday night before we leave I ask him if he has a singlet.

No.  Realy kid? Seriously? We are leaving at 5:30am and it is 9:00PM on Friday night and you do not have a singlet? 

I text the coach and ask him if he has an extra, thankfully he does and will be at the match at 9:00am. 

Saturday morning rolls around and he is getting ready to weigh in and finds out that he has to have a singlet on to weigh in and cannot wear is underwear like he was planned. Remember that weigh ins are at 8am and the coach will not be there until 9am.

Imagine that. Mom was right.

So he scrambled and borrowed one from someone else. And he stood in line.

And he weighed in.  

120.4 

He is over by .4 lbs and has 15 minutes to lose .4lbs.



Let me tell you there is one place you DO NOT WANT TO BE and that is anywhere near the men's room. 

He managed to make weight in those 15 minutes and and registered at 119.7lbs.

I then ran to Hardee's and picked up 2 sausage biscuits.


His first match he won with a pin.


That is his coach in the yellow.
Cracks me up with his body language.
Notice the red singlet.
Borrowed.
The other guy was winning with points.
Not for long...Sam pinned him.


Second match.

Sam racked up the points.
I won't even begin to explain how that is done.
He just ran up the points and won by a teck fall.
That is when you have 10 more points that the other guy.

Kind of a mercy rule.
He won his second match.
The third match will be for 1st place.
I know he could just taste that first place medal.
He has never won one.

His third match was against this guy and he was good.
Strong.
Sam did his flip thing he does when his foot gets picked. (he is in the blue this time)
But it wasn't enough for the 1st place medal.
Second place at Freestyle States is nothing to sneeze at.
He did awesome and I am so proud of him.
After he readjusted his nose from being seriously bent out of shape for losing that match he regained his sense of humor.

Harrison's dad thought he was being funny.
I laughed.

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Aaahhh, The joys of a root canal!

Wonderful. Pleasant. Enjoyable.
All adjectives that do not describe the wonders of a root canal.


I am a chicken when it comes to anything dental.
The word dental work and dentist (sorry Dr. Shannon Butler) I associate with torture.  If I were ever captured and held hostage, threatened with dental work to make me talk I would sing like a canary. Disclaimer: Dr. Butler is not my dentist.

Shots for a root canal in the palate....OUCH!
No, I am not okay.  THAT HURT!

But don't you just love it when you are laid back with 3 different tools in your mouth and they ask you "Are you doing okay?"
Ummm...uhhhuihhh?
I should have memorized Morse Code like the Jeremiah Denton when he was a POW and blinked T-O-R-T-U-R-E.
Ya, that would have come in handy.

Oh and then when the hygienist and the doctor and talking back and forth and you are dying to interject....
Being that I could not say anything I am saying it now.

NO it is not okay that your 36 year old brother in law is still living with his parents. He should move out. His parents should kick him out. WHAT are they THINKING.

Dentist"You doing okay?
Me: Uh,  i ckanot beath.
Dentist:You're doing great.


Threatening your 9 year old daughter that if she does not start behaving you are not going to let her have a birthday party? REALLY.
I am strict, but that is just mean.

Dentist: Do you need suctioning?
Me:  Blinking my eyes frantically
Dentist: Don't want to water-board you here. Are you doing okay?
Me: Smile. At least I think I smiled. It may have come across as a sneer but both with work.

Having the dentist describing the dental conference and new burs coming out and having your engineer husband describe it as a nerd fest. I have an engineer for a husband too! They have a lot of nerve describing a dental convention and nerdy...pot/kettle. Honestly.

Dentist: We are going to clean this out, drill this, cram something in your tooth. It is going to smell funny but that is just all the gunk. Of course this is not what she said but that is what I am hearing.
Me:  Smile/Sneer
Dentist: You doing okay?

I am looking forward to hitting the land of Lewis Carol and ignoring the pain that has entered my mouth. But then again it was not nearly as bad as when I was out of the chair and met the receptionist and she handed my bill.
Torture I tell you . Torture.

“I wonder if I've been changed in the night. Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!” 
― Lewis CarrollAlice in Wonderland







Monday, April 21, 2014

Turning Eleven is a BIG Deal!

 Turning eleven years old is a big deal!
Especially if you are the one whose birthday it is.
 Some how at this age, and younger the birthday turns into a birth week.
With his dad being out of town the week of his big day it ended up being celebrated  with a cake and gifts a week later.
He was a trooper and waited without complaint on opening his gifts.
The other two chittlins would have never done that without making a lot of noise.
 But that is Carter.
Always concerned about making it easier for others and not being a bother.
His God Father Mr. Primeau hooked him up with an awesome t-shirt, he thought this was very cool.
My little rocker who can name 70's and 80's rock bands and make his dad so proud.
My youngest who asks for a cross necklace and makes his mom's heart melt.
 My youngest who keeps checking to see if he has passed me up in height, a battle I am quickly losing.
 One thing is for sure though, he will ALWAYS be my baby.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Easter Weekend...He has Risen, Indeed!

Easter weekend.

Is it bad that I love Holidays that don't require a lot of planning?
I had originally planned on having a small dinner at home and it was just going to be the 5 of us.
 Ham, scalloped potatoes, green bean casserole, kale and brussell sprouts.
And Jello.
Is it just me or does Jello go hand in hand with Easter?
It was all pretty simple which is a good thing.
 My in-laws called on Thursday and said they were heading to Asheville for Easter.
Great!
Of course I did not have a bit of food in the house.
And my house was a mess!
It is quite impressive just how fast one can clean a house when there is a time limit!
 But Friday things changed.
I woke up with a bugger of a toothache.
A big ol' oh my goodness this hurts like nothing I have ever felt before toothache.

And of course Friday the dentist office is closed.
I hated to call him on his day off.
But considering I had been up since 2:45am it took a lot of will power to wait until 7:30am to give him a call.
He met me at the office at 9am and my 9:15am I had confirmation of what I pretty much already knew. Abscess and a root canal were in my future.
RATS!
So he loaded me up with Amoxicillin and  Oxycodone.
Every four hours.
I have been trying to not miss a dose.
It hurts when I do.
Dinner plans were changed for Friday night.
It was thought best not to take me to a fancy shmancy restaurant 3 sheets to the wind on pain medication.
I wonder what they thought would happen?
 But with the rain all day Saturday we hung close to home and this was a good thing.
We did make most of the food for Easter dinner ahead of time.
And I did take lots of naps.
 Church on Sunday morning was nice.
Unfortunately I did not take my meds prior to heading to church.
Thought maybe it may not leave a good impression with my looking stoned during church.
Wish I had.
But we have had a nice visit with my in-laws.
They are easy to be around.
It always cracks me up when people give me that odd look when I tell them my in-laws are coming for a visit.
I have to correct them by saying..no, it is okay. I like my in-laws.


 So Happy Easter from the Virginia and North Carolina Mosby's

 Hugs!