Perhaps you remember my dweam.
The dweam, within a dweam. Dining? Alfresco? You remember, don't ya?
Well, for 2 days this spring, we actually had some warm days. And so I girded up my loins, and got out there to work and make the dweam come true. Rolled on up those sleeves for just a bit less of a farmer tan, and off I went.
See, this is my deck.
Oh wait. Let me back up, here. (Beep Beep Beep-- that's my truck backin' up sound).
Perhaps you might remember the table I made for said alfresco dining occasions.
Well it's still in the gay-rage, collecting sawdust, awaiting it's rightful place out on the deck.
But. Big but.
We love our deck. But this derned weather has beat the shiznit out of it. It needed some tender loving care.
To say that our deck gave children "slivers" would be a gross distortion.
This is what we pulled out of my nephew's foot:
we really did need pliers to get it out. He didn't get a "sliver"; it would be more accurate to say our deck shish kabobbed him.
And no one needs to be shish kabobbed.
That piece of lumber was promptly replaced. You can sleep well with that knowledge.
So imagine my joy when I was referred to. . .
DECK RESTORE. (monster truck rally voice.)
This is the answer, man! This will seal the deck! It's like some epoxy/glue/paint/resurfacer/dealy-o! It's perfect! The box says so! And so do the people at Lowe's! And just look at the pictures on the box! "Liquid Armor Resurfacer"! Can it get more awesomer?!
You see that roller up there it comes with? It was like trying to roll on grout with a wire brush.
So, do I loooove it? Was it everything I hoped for and a bag of chips?
Um. . ..
Um. . ..
Um, I would love it, if it had been an even coat. . .
I mean, 'cause, this was me:
taking 10 minutes on every freakin' slat of my deck, going,
"Roll on EVENLY you bastage!" with this freaky laugh/cry.
I've got some left; I'll be scouring the interweb for a tip on a more even coating.
Meanwhile, I'll be crying myself to sleep in my huge pilla.