Have I showed you a picture of my lumber holder lately?
I think things are really getting under control, here. Dwindling down, fo sho.
(Hubs just glanced over at my screen, and, I quote: "Holy crap is everything really that out of control out there?!?")
If you ever, like, need just one more little piece of molding to finish up something, I am your man. Crown? Baseboard? You need it-- I got it.
for the last while, our family has enjoyed reading a good novel together at bedtime. I do the reading, the older ones do the listening, and the younger ones do the annoying. It's an interesting dynamic.
For instance, we went on a Roald Dahl kick, and when we finished up "Charlie & The Chocolate Factory",
we watched the movie, along with any and all Willy Wonka candy I could find.
Can I just say? You should read and watch this with the kiddos. Because from then on, every time your kid acts bratty, all you have to say is,
"Do you know who you sound like right now? Veruca Salt. Yep. Just.like.Veruca. 'Now now NOW'!!!"
Drives my son insane.
I have a point, here.
The point is, is we had books all over the place in the boys' room. Remember the hanging pallet bench I put in earlier this year?
Well, I got to thinkin'. And when I get thinkin', then things really start getting kinky.
A simple shelf from scraps, next to the hanging bench. That's what we need, here.
Picked up a little a this and a little a that,
stained it in Rustoleum's "Early American", because I'm kind of obsessed with that color lately, and bada bing,
bada boom. (Do you remember reading "Encylopedia Brown" back in the day? Ahhh, the memories.)
Three scraps down. That'll make a dent.