I was solo parenting.
So it stands to reason then, that I would, of course, choose to take on a project about which I knew little, had no time to do and had to meet the deadline of a returning fisherman on Fathers Day.
Which also involved brown paint which we have now established I have some "issues" with.
As evidence that stupid ideas sometimes turn out well and that brown paint in not the evil of the paint world.... I enter the photos below.....
|David is so much taller than when you last saw him!!!|
|Ha ha ...or not...|
|The well sanded wood/metal/vinyl door is ready to be primed|
|As the sun set on Friday Lindsay and I had managed to get the primer on...mostly|
|The "stone brown" door looking good|
|All done including some of the worst window art ever seen|
Allan immediately saw the window art and completely failed to notice the door had been re-done.
Smile and nod...... smile and nod........
I had some other adventures this weekend, not as much sleep as I needed and I worked half of Saturday but it all ended well with a lovely Fathers Day Surf and Turf Dinner followed by Ice cream sundaes in the retro glasses Lindsay bought for her Dad.
I bought him a lego R2D2....... and steak knives.