Kathleen's mother Pat (friend and neighbor), and I were pregnant at the same time, 37 years ago. My 4th, her 6th. We were putting an addition on our century home (built in 1824) at the end of winter, and the only way to see it was by way of a ladder. Naturally, being young and invincible, I virtually ran up the ladder to show its progress to a friend who had stopped by. As I stepped on the ladder to come down, the ladder slid in the snow. I grabbed for the gutters but my body weight shifted backwards, and I landed on my head and my spine. This was not good. I was 7 months pregnant.
Days later, when I was discharged from the hospital, knowing I was needed at home by my other children; I had double vision, a lanced hematoma, water on the knee, and a sick feeling in my heart that my carelessness had gravely harmed my child. I needed a nap. Just a little nap. My husband was already back to work and as I came down the stairs, the banisters were filled with a sticky substance....peanut butter and jelly. Koogle Peanut Butter and Jelly. So was the living room couch that I had just reupholstered. And, the bathroom faucets. I can still recall my sound, something akin to a primal scream. As I headed for the door, in walked Kat's mom, my savior. She hugged me, made me tea, gave me a wet cloth for my bleeding head, and scurried the kids around, cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. She saved my life.
Forward ahead: Kathleen actually found this table and a stash of other abandoned pieces. This is the progression of the table before I had an actual plan. I guess one would call it "practicing".
The wood tone was its original color
I tried some Driftwood and Tumbleweed
An ooey, gooey mess with stripper
Measuring and marking it off
Then, doing a variation on theme
A corner view
Modified Union Jack Coffee Table
This table will be raffled off two weeks from Sunday at the fundraiser. I will be making 250 gourmet cupcakes as well for sale at the Cupcakes of Hope table. Painting wood, painting cupcakes, painting hope.
The Rest of the Story:
On May 6, 1976, I gave birth to a perfect, healthy baby girl. We named her Bethany, which means "Consecrated to God". Kathleen was born 7 weeks later. They are each others' oldest and dearest friend.
This table has been linked to Miss Mustard Seed's Furniture Feature Friday.