Well, I totally digress from the intent of this post and that is to tell you all that as we were estate saling, I was contemplating a little footstool that I would have had to repaint and recover when my sis says, "What size do you really want in a footstool? You know I have an oval one of Mom's that I'm not using--would you like to see it?" Well, I was all over it! My Mom's footstool, are you kidding? I love stuff with a story and this is a story I know all too well, so off we go to my sister's garage sale closet (the closet she stores stuff for our next sale in) and voila, Mom's footstool with a cover that sis had put on with a million staples
So here it is in it's most recent reincarnation. Can you see all of those staples? A bizzillion, at least. Doesn't quite go with my white interiors, huh? And, I'm really not into ducks either! BUT, I do love the wood detailing and I don't have to paint it--just recover it. I'll have to see what fabric I fall in love with (I love, love fabrics). Mom would just love this too, but I'm sure she knows!
The reinvented footstool will be another post, didn't you know that was coming. Hey, I'm catching on to this blogging idea! Hope you're enjoying it with me. I also wanted to give a shout out to Suzanne, my newest follower--welcome to my craziness. As always, thanks for reading, Robin