Before leaving for school over two years ago, my adopted Grandpa made me a candy dispenser out of wood. Due to the haste of my departure, there was no time to 'finish' it (with that gross smelling paint stuff). I didn't care that much, it was still a candy dispenser to me, and whether or not it was shiny meant nothing to me.
When my parents and I reached school we journeyed out on a shopping spree to purchase the countless objects I MAY need during my time at school. One of these objects that my father decided I needed was the finish for this wooden candy dispenser.
Now here I sit, more than two years later, and I am proud to say that this afternoon, I've finished the job!
Outside, in the cold and snow, I 'painted' my candy dispenser with finish- using an old sock and a plastic bag! I was quite pleased with the job that the sock did, it's quality of 'painting' is of a much higher degree than that of a paintbrush. And, due to my fingers being inside of the sock, it was much easier to reach those hard-to-get places!
Who would have thought that an old sock would have come in so handy!
Oh, and sorry to all those who must now inhale the chemicals of my drying candy dispenser in the hallway! The candy in a few days will all be worth your suffering!
~such sweetness on my tongue i can only imagine~
2 comments:
you were right i was wrong...the sock was better than a paintbrush...it looks good...and hopefully it turns out that a sharpie can write on it...but hey now you can blame mood swings on the fumes you've all inhaled...just kidding..but seriously
mmm sweet sweet toxic fumes. I find that fumes like that helps you right beteer inn faxt i r snifen some writ now mmmm
--Steeve
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