|My great grandmother's table.|
If you think those two have too much time on their hands, shhh! They give me things!
So the other day I mentioned that I wanted a work table for my office, and Dad pulled his granny's old table out of the garage. It had been gathering dust out there my entire life. The last time I remember seeing it actually being used in our house, I was three or four years old.
Dad asked what color I thought for the legs and apron, and I said, "Get mom to pick out an antique gray." Some days went by. Then I got a text message with that top picture attached. "I ignored your color preference," it said. "If you don't like it, we'll keep it."
Isn't that service with a smile? He should really be a high-priced design consultant.
But I love the blue! Mom picked two colors from the Eddie Bauer paint line, Ballard Blue and Antique Blue.
I think they just cleaned and polyurethaned the table top, and it came back to life. The planks are cupped, but as Dad said, none of us will look perfect at 110.
I'm thrilled to have it. I just hope Mo Goodnuff delivers for free. From Florida.
Y'all cookin' today?