Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Coming to Grips with Drips

Well, I'm keeping it real.
In an attempt to catch the last few stray beams of sunlight in my garage, I rushed home from work and began spraying. In my overzealous attempt to get into the nooks and crannies of the facade of Jimmy Buffet, I blew it.

So not pretty. I am not looking forward to contending with this nightmare later on. Maybe I'll just stay upstairs and attempt macaroons instead...

xo,

Posted by Margaret at 9:55 AM
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4 comments:

  1. Sa-Sea February 8, 2011 at 10:02 AM

    poor thing! this is when the sander becomes your best friend. Can't wait to see the finished piece! I will be spending yet another evening in my garage painting as well.

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  2. Tara LaurenFebruary 8, 2011 at 10:54 AM

    Is this from the sprayer?

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  3. MargaretFebruary 8, 2011 at 11:13 AM

    Yep, from the sprayer- It's not its fault, though! Haha
    truthfully I was standing too close and went over it more than once to try to get in the crannies- let this be a lesson!

    xo
    M

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  4. SaraFebruary 22, 2011 at 10:23 PM

    Um. Is that a Jimmy Buffet table? Seriously?

    It is, isn't it. Of course. Well bless my hokey-pun-loving heart. Amazing.

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