Saturday and here I sit waiting for kid #2 to play basketball in borrowed shoes because he left his outside in the rain. I’d rather get a public pap smear than watch 2 hours of reluctant basketball today. Don’t get me wrong, I love to watch my boys enjoy sports, but this kid would rather be watching YouTube and eating Sour Patch Kids. Did I mention I am missing yard sales? Did I mention that I have a garage full of French Provential furniture yearning for chalk paint? Did I mention that it’s a sunny and gorgeous day in Florida in January?…. It is. Don’t hate.
“Fesses Broyeur”. Roughly translated in English (from French) it means Ass Crusher. I have a life threatening hobby: I paint furniture. Sometimes “scoring ” the piece is sort of like what a drug addict must feel like or what a geologist experiences when … Continue reading