Disappointment

Utter, crushing disappointment.

That was what I was feeling the other night.  Boo.

We finally bought the plexi-glass for the buffet doors.  I finally got the buffet door painted! Go me.

I wanted a design frosted into the glass, and had found some inspiration in the form of my floor lamp.

I traced it out, with the help of my mom holding the paper behind it.

Put the design on to some plastic. 

Ryan cut it all out carefully and put it on the glass.

I made him spray paint it too.  I'm too impatient for it, and he does it all the time at work anyways.

Waited for it to start "frosting"

I don't even want to show you the picture of it after we took the stencil off.

My original plan was just to fix it some how, some way, or just start again and then show you the buffet finally done.

However.  I'll share my pain.

Even Rodeo can't bear to look.

Okay, so from a distance, and if you're farsighted, nearsighted or have your eyes closed, they don't look bad.  They almost look like what I wanted.

Here's the ugly close-up.

Let's just not talk about it.

Yes, I bought laquer thinner.
Yes, I tried to fix this mess.

No, it didn't work. Gah!  That's all I have to say.

I've decided that how this story ends, in the end, will be better and more epic than this anyways.

So all will be good.  Eventually.

The Smell

We have a stink in our kitchen.

It seems to have came out of nowhere. 

You don't want to bend down in front of our sink.

Here's what it looked like on Saturday morning.

So, this horrible smell was hard to track down.  The cabinet didn't stink.  None of the stuff under there stank.  The pea trap didn't stink.  That's what we originally thought was the culprit. 

A little while ago, the right sink stopped working right.  Out of the blue, the plug no longer kept the water in.  Yet no water was escaping into the cabinet.  So weird. 

Turns out, this sink has some sort of safety fitting on it, that allows the water to still go into the pipes even if the gasket or drain part isn't working right. Handy that.

Oh, and the smell?  Coming from a disintegrating custom order gasket that can not be found in town or in the city and can not be successfully cleansed of the smell of sewer no matter what chemical or homegrown treatment you throw at it.

That rocks.

Next up:  Ryan builds his own gasket.

Indecision

Wordle.

My new love/hate website.

I could hit Randomize for hours, trying to find just the perfect layout of words and fonts.  I think I was literally driving myself a little bonkers. 

I know, I know, I'm already there, no need to go farther! 

I was attempting a new layout for a matching painting to go beside my Sweet Family painting I did last week.  Eventually, I pried my mouse away from the randomize button, with about 8 layouts I couldn't seem to decide between.  I sent a desperate shout-out by email to a bunch of friends.  We narrowed it down to this one:

Sorry to all my friends!


And then I went downstairs to put it on the projector, and on the canvas, only to find out that the font was just TOO small!!  O M G. 

Instead of driving my friends bonkers as well, I just went back to Wordle solo and hit random a few more zillion times, making sure my words were big enough and I ended up with a similar font as the other painting.

I was aiming for a big S on one side, with a list of S words that describe our family on the other side.  I couldn't get the S big enough for me, so I ended up doing two separate pictures.  One of a S solo, and one of all the S words. 

Yeah, I should have just done that to begin with.  Nothing like taking the long hard road....

And then came the painting, and the squinting, and the cramping of fingers and arms.

I made sure to have more white colored words this time.

Here it is next to the other one.

Finally. 

Finally, that wall doesn't look so bare any more.  I'd show you the rest of that wall, but that would mean I would have to clean.......and I have Christmas crafts to make.

Screw cleaning.