It was nice enough to be outside, so we set up a drop cloth (EXCELLENT CALL) on Emma's back porch and went to work. My wood was quite porous (snort giggle) so it took at least three coats of paint before I felt satisfied enough to start with the stenciling.
|Hello Mr. Mimosa!|
Emma was kind enough to measure and drill the holes for my hooks. She was probably afraid I'd drill a hole through her deck. I cannot say that I blame her, considering how much paint I managed to get on myself in the process of this project. Once the hooks were in, we all ooh-ed and ahh-ed over each other's brilliant work.
They're not perfect, but I LOVE how each one reflects our personalities. Maybe we could have purchased better looking ones on Etsy, but it wouldn't have come with the mimosas! We laughed. We listened to music. We got paint EVERYWHERE. We used power tools. It was epic. And now I'll always have this to remind me of my race accomplishments and of the wonderful day: