Weekend Project

 

With forty dollars, and a dream, I transformed this formerly tattered vanity dresser into a desk for my uber-artistic first born (who peppered recent posts this morning with comments that appeared with my name whilst I slept). Since the top refused to be painted (oh, that gives me an idea....) I decided to practice my decoupage (that's how it's spelled, Bobb) skills (not as cool as bowstaff and nunchuck skills, but I digress...a lot). Anyway, the forty dollars, you can see, was spent on the desk, etc., while the dream is that it will help the girls to keep their room clean. Mattie declared it was better than anything that could be bought in a store, and I took that as the highest compliment.