…broken wood brushes

Oh, you guys. I heart a beautiful, wood paintbrush but I have found out from years of painting that I sadly cannot rely on them. I so wish I could tell you that they pretty ones are the best, but won’t lie to you.

Have you all experience what I have?

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This is a regular wood brush that you can find at the shops where you buy you Milk Paint and Chalk Paint and such. Mine lost its head after about 2 months worth of painting. It also did a bit of shedding and eventually, literally the inside bristles came out in one big chunk. So not good.

I hate to continue to be a bit critical sounding, but I also find that that more that I use these brushes the stiffer they get. Without flexibility in the bristles, painting becomes more labored and inconsistent.

I realize that if you are starting out and you want to buy the paint with the brush together in one shop it can be less daunting. Go ahead and do it (of course the brushes are not cheap, however). But, if you plan to do many projects, jump on Amazon or go to your hardware store and pick on one of these. My fav brush ever.

The Wooster shortcut with nylon bristles. They are about 5 bucks and it will give you years of happy painting. Eventually all brushes will ware, but this is the best I’ve found.

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I want to help eliminate your frustration if painting does not come naturally so get what works. xo.

 

 

…refinishing my kitchen table

Dear Loved Ones!

I’ve missed you all terribly and today is a time to rejoice – school is open! The kids got on the bus! I took a shower! I went to the gym! I may actually sit down to eat my lunch instead of standing at the counter on call for the next need from a child.

Last time I posted was during the Christmas-colored fog that settles on all of us, clouding our perception of all things and making us live in a world where we only eat cookies, watch the Hallmark Channel and order gifts from Amazon Prime. This is what happened during one of those dizzy evenings as DH was working on our theater room that he wanted to surprise the kids with (more on that later). In other words, I was alone upstairs and ready to do some damage.

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Just to give you a reminder, this is how my kitchen table has looked for the past 6 years. I  bought it from Pottery Barn and was really happy with it.

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I was inspired to change it because that’s what I do. I like to change things up and play. The kids were mourning the loss of the table, I think Greta even cried, but I explained as they like to create beautiful art at school, this is mommy’s way of creating. So stop crying about the table! J/K. Kind of.

If you did not read my last post, here is what I did:

1. I painted the base of the table with Old White and heavily distressed it. I did not use any wax as I wanted a rough look.

2. We sanded the table completely down to the natural wood. If you have a piece of store bought furniture it will likely have some kind of shiny finish on it. If you want to manipulate the color or look you cannnot change anything unless you have taken all this off. This requires an electric sander.

3. I applied Dark Wax all over the surface per MMS tutorial.

4. I buffed it off with a rag in certain places and left it in others to create an old look.

5. I took a piece of rough steel wood and scratched it up.

6. Farm table done and ready for dinner.

Well, not quite.

I quickly decided that I needed new chairs to match the new look and I knew the exact ones that I wanted via many beautiful Pinterest pictures. I was shocked to receive them as we were literally leaving the house for our Christmas Eve celebrations as I had not warned DH that I had made the decision to replace kitchen chairs….and the light fixture. Definitely needed a matching pendant. I wanted something that screamed farm and nothing works better than a rubbed black farmhouse pendent. Here is where we are:

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The good news is that when we are ready to build a farmhouse in the country we will just need to replant this look. I’m pretty sure I won’t want to change anything by that time. hehe.

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…’twas 2 days before christmas

If you want to know what it’s like to live in my brain for an evening most any time of year, it goes something like this:

I am so tired. I have a million and one things to do before Christmas. How am I going to do it all and still be pleasant? Kids are finally in bed. I’m going to lie on the couch for a minute near the tree and watch a Hallmark Christmas movie.

90 minutes later…

I am going to watch one more Hallmark Channel Christmas movie.

90 minutes late…

Maybe just one more.

30 minutes in… 

How good would it look if i had a farm table like that Pinterest picture I saw the other day? Must buy farm table. Ouch. White farm tables are expensive – especially the $,4000 one that is the perfect one for my kitchen. Boo. Must find another way to get white farm table.

(For reference, this is the image via Pinterest. aka the bee in my bonnet.)

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20 minutes goes by…

Paint. White Chalk Paint. Yes.

That’s how it all went down last night and this is where we are this morning….

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Poor DH. I didn’t mean to rope him in, but man is he good with a hand sander.

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Kids want to wax? Sure, try it.

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(We are using MMS’s method of making a wood table more antiqued. We are also using her Antiquing Wax. However, I am not wiping off as much as she did. I like it inconsistent and darker in places.)

DH is skeptical – almost stressed –  at this point, but I still have faith. Must play more. Greta whining that she misses the old table. Brent tired and has a headache from sanding. Must send family out of the house so I can experiment. 

2 minutes later…

Much better. Quieter. 

2:00 deadline for post…Getting closer…

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I am so tired. Must lie down and watch Hallmark Christmas movie.