In an earlier post I mentioned my latest experience with crafting. I described in detail how my dining room table was chocked full of paints and Easter-themed paraphernalia all for use in the annual wooden egg decorating debacle.
Saturday, I was interrupted mid-craft by company. Hurrying to make my dining room look more like Architectural Digest and less like the cable show Clean Sweep, I stashed my crafting goodies in an open box and slid the box behind the buffet. Then I got really distracted for several days.
This moring, as I was headed to my favorite living room recliner with that all important first cup of steaming coffee, I walked smack dab onto a sodden mess on my dining room floor. You can see what’s coming; can’t you?
EmmaLou, my Golden
Retriever Destroyer, had discovered the box of crafting supplies and with her usual puppy glee enthusiastically decorated my grey carpet with a lovely shade of bright green acrylic paint. It’s actually a nice green; unlike the angry shade of red my husband’s face became as he scrubbed the carpet repeatedly with Resolve. Did I mention what an angry shade of red his face was? EmmaLou beat a hasty retreat.
Last I saw, she was heading for the family room with a bottle of Mod Podge in her mouth. I can only hope she plans to decoupage her toy box…