my sweet sister gave me her old dining room table and chairs when jon and i got married. i loved them. they had character and were so pretty. but really, the set only allowed 4 to sit comfortably, 6 was a tight fit but somewhat doable. over the years as our family has grown, i have longed for a bigger table and prayed for one too. the ones that i saw in stores were completely out of my price range, and the ones that i saw at garage sales and flea markets were completely not my style. so, we waited.
and this february (or was it march??), God dropped a beautiful dining room table set into our laps for a song. except, it needed some work. it had potential, but if you know me at all, you can probably figure out that oak isn't my fave and leopard, giraffe and cow prints aren't my decorating style. the girls loved it though. and we were grateful for more room.
well, we have been talking about painting the table and recovering the chairs since march. first, it was too cold. then, too much pollen to do it outside. but at long last, it is getting painted.
my mom helped me to find some beautiful fabric last week, and i just learned how to use the staple gun tonight. it's fun, and addictive. i love power tools.
so with jon's painting magic and my reupholstering skills, here's the first chair completed.
and just in case you can't see the beautiful fabric, here it is up close. (did i mention that all fabric was 50% off when i went shopping? God is my provider.)
now, five more to go.
