Somethings Never Change

People keep talking about all of the things that are constantly changing. Yes there are lots of things that have changed in the world as we know it with technology and industry but let's face it- one thing that has not changed is people.

I have just started watching the series Downton Abbey about an aristocratic family (The Crawley's) and the life upstairs with the family and downstairs with the staff. So far each episode has made me root for one member and I am ready to slaughter others.

People's relationships haven't changed nor have the scandals and gossip.

We are still trying to one up each other on the backs of others. The only difference is now there really is no stop on changing social classes. People can become wealthy or poor overnight. I don't really even think people (unless really poor or rich) even pay attention to anymore.

Instead of texting the gossip they mailed letters. Instead of cyber bulling...they did it to your face. I recommend this show as one to watch as just when you are about to throw one of the characters overboard they suddenly surprise you with something that may resemble humanity.

So sit back, get your glass of wine and watch "real life" unfold

Man vs Wood

I am not sure if all men are born with the same gene which prohibits the painting of wood but it seems they all have it. Every time I talk about painting "real" wood, I can see a part of my husband cringe. When we remodeled our kitchen I forewarned my husband that no matter how he built it, the cabinets would be painted white. I thought my father-in-law was going to throw himself in front of the paint brush before the first stroke. He is of the mind set that no paint should touch the sacred heart of a tree.

In my mind, a tree is chopped down sent to a mill to be cut and torn apart then sanded ...what's a little paint after that! I on the other hand love paint. The more colour the better. I would not be inclined to paint a beautifully crafted piece but mouldings or (more recently) a cabinet...let me at it!

Recently I decided that the china hutch in our dinning room had become my nemesis. That thing collects dust like nothing I have ever seen. It has tons of tiny crevices and I spend more time dusting the fuzzies off from my dusting brush to the point where I'd say.."The hell with it" it can collect as much dust as it wants.  I came to a point when I could no longer take it and set my mind to paint it. If I had know the amount of work it would take to complete this job (while my husband was away) I might not have started it.

So here is the before...note all of those tiny crevices in the bottom doors

Then on goes the primer coat....gotta love Bin. It avoids the sanding stage, but ensure you have a well ventilated area..as the fumes can make you loopy...and let's face it I cannot afford to loose any more brain cells. Age is already taking care of that part.

Then after some more work, a couple drinks (water of course) and some (ok LOTS) of curse words...ta da...

When my husband got home, I asked what it thought about the cabinet. He looked at it and said "maybe it will grow on me". I guess I deserve that after the kitchen tile fiasco...See near the bottom of post for the story