If mud and rust had a love child, it would be called Rustoleum
I know you’ve been perched tensely at the edge of your seat awaiting an update on the metal patio chairs, so….today is your lucky day! Official patio chair update!
Today, Alex sanded off all the excess paint and rust from the chairs, and we took them to the alleyway to spray them with Rustoleum, which is a muddy rust-colored primer. Damn, that stuff is ugly. I almost feel like we took a step back aesthetically, although I know it’s a completely necessary part of a project like this.
Here’s a picture to remind you of what they originally looked like:
And here is a photo of what they look like now:
This experience has taught me that the only thing uglier than a white rusty chair with ripped, faded cushions is a cushionless chair that I’ve intentionally painted to look exactly like mud, if mud was capable of rusting. But these are works in progress, and I can’t wait to see what they look like after we’ve painted them powder blue.
No, kiwi green.
No, cherry red.
No, sunflower yellow.
As you can see, I haven’t decided yet. And don’t even get me started on what fabric I’m going to use to reupholster the cushions. The journey continues!
I’d like to take a moment to thank my sister, Kristen, for inviting us over for a delicious dinner this evening. She made chicken in a creamy cheddar cheese sauce, served on a bed of rice, and the rain cooled the Tampa air off just enough for us to eat outside comfortably.
We chatted about Roald Dahl novels, fireworks, my upcoming barbecue, the man I think Kristen will marry someday even though she completely disagrees, and Gary Larson’s “The Far Side.” It was a lovely evening.