|My husband (and his Lemon Drop) on our Anniversary|
Ok, I must admit there have been times when I've said, "Honey, I think that's too much glitter," or, "Let's not overdue it." And then there was that time that he came downstairs wearing black pleated slacks, a red Body Armor shirt, University of Oregon visor, and black Nike foam flip flops and claimed he looked like Tiger Woods. Ah hem. But lately he has done some amazing work.
Example one, take a look at these chairs he repainted for me. Once we put in the new table and curtains, the black chairs were like a visual roadblock, so he painted them antique white and scuffed them up for me. Ohh la la!