I hate cold. I hate dark. And even though I grew up in this great state of Utah ("greatest snow on earth!"), returning to the cold has been a serious shock to my system.
That's why I decided I need an Ode to Summer. Yes, that's right-- a little summer crapt to display my love of warmth and sun.
So, of course, I raided my dad's house for scraps. I don't know what to say except for. . . I am a dirty, dirty thief. Also, I stole that shutter.
Found myself an awesome, big piece of plywood and painted it white.
So my son could park his skateboard on it. Thanks a bunch for the wheel marks, dude.
Considered all the words I wanted on here and had the machine (Megan and ye other folk who are wondering just what machine, this is the machine) cut it:
Sunshine, ocean, seashells, fireflies, campfires, lemonade, watermelon, sprinklers, popsicles, sunsets, flip flops, sunglasses. . .
Yep, I found a happy place.
I would like you to know that
craft paint comes off of tile, hardwood floor, and marble. Just so ya know.
Wait? Isn't that what I have a crapt room for? Huh.
Began adding these bad boys with whatever paint I had in the house,
and of course, it had a date with Mr. Sander.
Not sure where I'm gonna put this, but I'm ready for summer.
And then I'll move come November.