Follow up to my lame post earlier this week, remember how I said that one project ALWAYS leads to another? Well, it's totally true.
See it all started when I had a baby. You all knew I had the WORLD'S CUTEST BABY, right?
And when I say table, I really mean counter.
So, OF COURSE it makes sense that Cora needed her own stool at the counter. I mean, DUH. Doesn't every baby need a stool to rest her weary feet upon? For the record, I am NO crafty blogger. If you are thinking this is going to be a tutorial on stool making, you are wrong. I don't do 'tutes. (I don't toot either. For real, ask Matt.) But I do take convientently cropped pictures that HIDE my dirty counters and excellently show case my cheap Wal-mart stools.
I could have purchased an already black stool but, really, what fun is that? I am cheap and I am proud. Before I go any further, if you want a refresher on my kitchen, here are some more pictures.
Um, so now that I've spent too much time thinking about Words with Friends, it's time to move on. Since I had the black paint out, I touched up each kitchen chair and the other stools too.
My OCD it never leaves me nor forsakes me. (WHY DIDN'T I STRAIGHTEN THE RUG or PUSH IN THE CHAIRS BETTER or OPEN THE DOOR ALL THE WAY?)
Like I said, one project ALWAYS leads to another.