Another week... they just keep melting into each other anymore. Today I started painting my kitchen table. That table used to be so beautiful but it has a sad abused past. It was so pretty when it was new. I was so proud of having a piece of furniture that was brand new and that I had picked out. It was my pride and joy. Then within that first week Megan accidentally dumped a bottle of nail polish remover on it and it stripped the stain on a huge area on the top.
It was as painful as that first dent or scratch that you get on your brand new car. It hurt, but I couldn't do anything about it at that point and Megan felt awful. Getting mad wouldn't have done a thing.... and she's the kind of kid who punished herself because of the guilt. (OK, but yeah inside my mind I was FURIOUS!) Mike tried his best to sand it and re stain it, but it was never the same.
Then I started finding marks on the back of the chairs that I couldn't figure out where they were coming from until one day I saw Matthew whose mouth was at the same height chewing on the back of the chairs! nooooo. Can I have a nice piece of furniture? Please? Who chews on chairs?!?!
So basically I decided I was going to work with the 'distressed top' and paint the legs and chairs black and put a new fabric on the seat covers. So far I've done the table and I'm working on the chairs. I have no idea how long it will take to complete my little project, but in my mind it will look great. I hope to be able to find fabric like I have in mind too. Then I'll post pictures.
On top of that today, I mowed my lawn and decided I'd be mom of the year and make some cupcakes. Megan comes in from being out for several hours and says:
"Oh those brownies look gooood!" (I used my silicon heart shaped muffin tin thing that I have made brownies in before, so surely she was confused.)
me: Those aren't brownies, they are cupcakes.
megan: no, they are brownies.
me: no... they are chocolate cupcakes.
megan again: No.... they are brownies.
me: Ok whatever (I'm starting to get a little irritated and wondering who she thinks she is to start getting an attitude with me.) if you are going to argue with me then you can't have one.
megan: Oh, well they smell and look like brownies.
Me.... after getting so angry I go to get the box out of the kitchen garbage to prove her wrong. "Dammit. They ARE brownies." smart alec.
3 comments:
You made an entire batch of cupcakes with brownie mix? BWHAHAHAA OH HOLY GOD THAT'S FUNNY!
I'm just wondering how you pulled that off? I don't make cupcakes, but isn't cake batter way thinner? Sounds like you were having a day. I've had those. Who am I kidding?!?! I'm going on 3 years of days like that.
So tell me, where they delish? I might have to do that next I make brownies. All edges :)
mmmmmmmmmm brownies!
m/d
Michelle, I totally thought of you when I ate them since they were kind of 'small' they had a lot of good chewy brownie edge to them!
You know, I remember pouring the batter into the cups thinking it was pretty thick but didn't think anything of it. I was focused on knowing I was going to be eating chocolate. ;)
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