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Day 320: happily ever after all

16 Nov

I love a good fairytale.

How can you not love an ugly duckling who turns into a swan?
Or a frog that turns up a prince with a magic kiss?

Or the dumpster dive that turns into a bona fide dining room table!

Before: scratched, burnt, dinged, scraped and taped

There were many times in this painting project that I almost gave up.
It was a FREE table after all, so why was I killing myself over it?

My back ached from bending underneath the table — a sure sign that I am no longer 21-years-old.  My face was dripping with sweat which I then rubbed off with my hand and accidentally swiped my cheek with my blue paintbrush. Then, I bent down under the table and unknowingly dipped my hair into the ENTIRE CAN of paint.

All the while, Pup is whining at me, through the sliding glass door, to be let out on HIS lanai which he didn’t understand why I had taken over.

That’s it.  
I thought to myself — I will just stop now. Call it done.  
For all I know I will just leave this stupid table at the dumpster when we pack up and leave Florida anyway.

I was ready to throw in the towel and my paintbrush when the table was screaming back at me in Smurf Blue (which is fine by the way if you have an entire decor ready for full-on Smurf Blue. But, I, do not):

So I kept going. And started listening. 
And then the table began talking to me.

It told me it didn’t want to be blue. It wanted to be ivory, the color I initially picked out.

Then it told me it wanted to be more design detailed, so I painted the trim brown.

But it kept wanting MORE.
So I painted the inset with a brown stripe too.

And, then it finally told me it was done.
Here’s an unofficial sneak peek unveiling (pre-lacquering) of the table resuscitation project.

After All:  the paint (four layers)

The details: It actually matches a set of napkins and placemats I have in a box just waiting to be set.

I believe we can do anything.

And this table is a good reminder to me to never give up — even when things get hard, hot, sweaty, frustrating or Smurfy. Especially when things get Smurfy. 

As the lacquered table sits outside and dries tonight, I find myself  feeling HAPPY with it after all.

Day 119: f*ing friday :: fairytale

29 Apr

Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Forward.

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:

As in, storybook moments.

On this day, the world celebrated the marriage of Will and Kate, forevermore the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge.

I did too.
Alarm set off and festivities promptly kicked off at 4 AM. So British of me to be on time!

Of course, all I had to do was roll out of bed and plop myself on the couch. The hardest part was finding the right buttons on the remote to turn on the TV in the dark.

It was totally worth it.
How often do we get to see a girl (who isn’t a cartoon image) become a princess?

I remember watching the wedding of Princess Diana, almost thirty years ago. The excitement! The fascination! That beautiful princess walking down the aisle with her very long train. I was only seven, but it has stayed with me ever since.

These moments become blazoned upon hearts and minds for a lifetime, like folklore and fairytales.

Because who doesn’t love a fairytale?

But, I also believe it doesn’t take a wedding to create storybook moments.

To be the writer, illustrator and producer of our very own fairytale. That is the stuff dreams are made of.

As in, don’t wait to kiss a frog,  find a charmer to locate missing slippers, let alone kick off the day that begins the rest of your life.

Begin now.

I say, be the queen or king of your own destiny and dreams.

Believe me, I love a good wedding!  I adored the play-by-play nuptials of  Prince William and the celebration of the Royal Family’s newest princess. The dress! The lace! The Queen in yellow! The kiss! The second kiss!

It’s a great story.

But, let’s face it. Even the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge will eventually have to check email, find something for dinner, and attend to the realities of their version of real life. And, that’s where the fairytale really begins.

So, here’s to your very own fairytale, whatever it may be.
May you have the storybook moments you dream of, and more!

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