Fight with black spray paint.

So, Boyfriend has been gone for the past couple days, and I've been watching HGTV. Whatever, it's what I do. WHILE watching HGTV, however, I've been putting together our photo cluster wall for the living room. I chose a bunch of funky frames (ugly, brass gilded things) from Free Cycle and Goodwill, and have painted them all flat black. It's been a battle, with the wind and having to spray paint in the grass...today, spray paint won.



Besides my photo project (which is a later update once I have everything on the wall...) I've been OBSESSED with mid-century credenzas.






I've been trying to figure out where this obsession comes from, and I'm pretty sure it's from all my Grandma's stuff, and all my uncle's stuff....defintiely more of my uncle's stuff, prob, since he inherited all of my grandpa's things when he passed on. I'm sure this is all in his storage, or somewhere at Gram's house...I have to find one. Where I'm going to put it...well, I'm undecided on that. I keep thinking in the living room as my landing strip, but thats where I wanted to put my bookcases. :-/ I just don't know!

Oh, I've been busy. Can you tell?

Boyfriend normally doesn't get involved in my home projects, but now that his parents are coming over this weekend, he hit me with a barrage of "honey do's" last night.

Baby, when are the bookcases/picture frames/pillows/dresser going to be done?

Oops. Guess I've been spending too much time at work.

Crossover

So, I was pouncing on Etsy during lunch today (Sister turns 20 in two weeks), and found this. Pretty much decidedly sums up my reasons for not marching drum corps anymore.


Sterling Hand Stamped Guitar PIck on Chain