Probably the lamest post on any of the internets, ever.
This is how I spent my weekend. Regular readers, and I hope you're doing what it takes to remain regular, will recall our old paint friends Banshee and Vineyard, or as I like to call them, green and purple. Well, when you buy a gallon of paint, you know you've just gotta paint something, and the garden chairs were just sitting there, begging for it.
The sharp-eyed among you will note that not only are there two colors on the chairs but they are, like most wooden patio furniture, slatted. This keeps water from pooling on them and increases painting time by a rough factor of 5000 if you're
And they're not done. My wife's rocker needs a second coat, and then they all get urethaned for added protection and because I so enjoy solvent fumes and hours of hand sanding. Incidentally, that reminds me of another of the joys of matrimony: anytime my wife rises from her rocking chair I say, "Well, you're off your rocker again," and we both laugh maniacally like it's the first time we've heard it, and like it was funny the first time.
But they look nice, don't they? Please use the comments to tell me how nice they look, but try to think up synonyms for "nice". They're actually a bit darker than the photo. My wife thinks they look "elegant". I chose "brooding". She had the last word, though: "Too good for the likes of us."