A few years back, my boys brought home a movie, on one of our movie nights, called Momento. It was one weird movie. My mom had not yet been diagnosed with dementia/Alzheimer, so memory loss was not on my mind, at the time. Since that time it has been in the forefront of my life. I hated that movie, I mean really hated it, but every time I take a picture at the shop, just so I could remember what I did (so I could do exactly the same thing on the next one) I think of it. Well in the above memory capture, I've deconstructed a pretty little chair, only my doll will be allowed to sit on, it's very fragile, but has some lovely detail (not shown) I've filled the dowel holes with new and improved dowels and filled in the gaps the dowels didn't fill with Epoxy wood filler, (smelly stuff) and now I'm going to drill out new holes to fit the sides of the chair into. Did I tell you I love to drill, my arm pays for it that night but, what fun would that be if you didn't feel that shakiness forever. The deconstruction and filling and sawing and drilling has now taken me a couple of hours, while I wait for the glue to dry, I make tea. Because I've been waiting for such a long time everyone thinks this is my job. I want to put a sign up, your mother doesn't live here, clean up your cups, but... the worst group for this is the Wednesday afternoon group, I go in on Thursday morning, and start the clean up.( I know my sisters will not believe this, we each have different criteria for a clean counter) Where am I going with this... O yeah... I'm going to take a picture of a clean counter and a not so clean counter with dates on the bottom, maybe a caption "did you do this?" The men are the worst, so I can only assume there a few more men in the Wednesday class than the Thursday. The women bring a snack, like delicious cake or something, the men just don't take their turn. Sounds like handy Andy doesn't it? One of the ladies in the class told me to stop complaining, because I'm lucky to have him... I suppose? I thought maybe I'd send handy Andy over to her house to cut the grass, I think she'd have a different opinion then.
And yes, I shall post a photo of my finished chair, hopefully I'll be
able to assemble the whole frame in the upcoming week, and then it'll
head over to the upholstery room (with me) and I'll cover the seat. I
know most sites I visit seem to do a seat in the blink of an eye. I
don't. I must wash the horse hair at home, which I brought home. I
want to put a totally impractical seat cover, like maybe raw silk, or a
beaded cover, totally not suitable for a seat, but certainly lovely for a
princess, or a doll.
Saturday Snapshot is hosted by Alyce from at home with books.
