Talk about a distressing situation! We are expecting our second child, a girl, in the beginning of August. Thank you very much. In case you were wondering, yes we did register at several places; dewalt.com, lowes.com and rockler.com. Anyway, our first child, a boy, is now old enough to move out of the crib and into a real bed. So, my wife went down to a ‘professional’ yard saler who has a lot/carport/shop just down the road from us. This woman buys anything and everything that she can from yard sales and auctions, and then sells the stuff to others for profit. I’m not sure if you’ve ever heard of a racket similar to this one, but apparently it’s a pretty good system of business. With that said, my wife bought an old twin sized sleigh style headboard for about twelve bucks. This thing had a little water damage and was missing most of the bolt button caps but otherwise was in great shape. All it really needed was a new paint job and voilà – good as new-ish. [click to continue…]
refinishing
Are you as tired of the Olympic spirit as we are? It’s not that we’re total sport Scrooges, it’s just that it’s easy to get a little cynical after a while. These athletes train, train, train, train and train and it seems like only the gold medalists get any glory. To paraphrase Jerry Seinfeld, “Gold medalist: Greatest guy in the world. Silver and bronze medalists: Never heard of them.”
Well, for those medalists who didn’t take quite enough steroids to capture first place (and in case you didn’t know, curlers are the ultimate juiceheads), we have a way they can turn those bronze medals into gold-looking ones: Metal Magic Metal Refinishing. [click to continue…]
I was sitting on my brains the other day watching my favorite 60s sitcoms (F-Troop anyone? ahem. anywho . . . ) when my better half suggested I sand and refinish the deck. Hmmmm, TV, or deck refinishing? I’m still not sure how refinishing won over sofa inertia.
Once I overpowered the strong pull of the sofa’s gravity, I jumped up and grabbed my sander with a twinkle in my eye like Ernest Borgnine in McHale’s Navy. After a few days of dust storms and exclamations that would have the Skipper hitting Gilligan furiously with his hat, I was ready to choose a finish. I wanted something like the penetrating oils I’ve used in other woodworking projects but more durable, and completely natural. [click to continue…]
