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Thursday, August 31, 2017

I Keep Messing Up My Chair!

The temperature was in the 60s today.
Fine with me.







 After chores I was stung by a bee near my right wrist bone.  Great!
I put ice on it when I got to the house, then took benedryl.  
It is still swollen and red....the top of my hand and heading up toward the 
inside of my elbow.  The Doc says this could take 3-5 days before my hand is
back to normal. At least I was smart enough to take my rings off.

After a quick shower the dogs and I made a quick trip to Brockport 
to buy a can of min-was poly to put on our chairs.

 Then, we went out to the Studio and I proceeded to wreck my chair.
I got the seat done...
 and added some dots.
I should have left the top section alone....but no!  I had to keep messing with it.





 Gary went to Alfred for the day to visit a friend and I was being rather domestic.
We had a couple of huge nectarines hanging around so I made a rustic tart.


 Also pickled two jars of beets.
 When he got back to the farm we went out to the Studio....again.
He put the poly on his beautiful chair and I proceeded to over paint the top of mine.
 Now I have to go out for the third time and fix the flowers on the right!

 It's nice that Little Wonder and Phoebe enjoy being in the Studio.
Good company.


 I thawed out some leftover lasagna that I had frozen,
made a salad and that was dinner.
Night all.
PS
It is now 10pm.  I have been out in the Studio for a couple of hours and still have not finished painting one section of my chair!
 I love this space even more at night.
There is a good OLD set of components in there and a ton of CDs, so I close the door
and listen while I work.
 I ended up blocking out the flower on the far right and will have to continue tomorrow.
 This song by Luther Vandross sums it up.
 

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