Milky Goodness
Kenny has nearly finished the living room built-in. Once he installs the doors for the TV nook in the middle, it will be finished for now. If we have time and money, we’ll have tall, narrow glass doors installed to enclose the exposed shelves, but that isn’t a priority for the moment.
My wife was doing Zen mystic meditation to commune with the Devil Queen last weekend when she suddenly blurted, “We should paint these cabinets with milk paint.”
Surprised, I froze for a moment and then said, “Yeah! That would look awesome!”
So, after some research, we decided we’re going to try it. We’re going to buy the paint from these folks, The Old Fashioned Milk Paint Company, Inc.
Milk paint was a traditional interior paint in centuries gone by. We’re hoping that painting our built-ins with milk paint will help blend their modern materials (plywood) with the old, original woodwork.
We haven’t settled on our final color scheme yet. We’re going to do a base coat with one color and then a top coat of one or two different colors. The top coats will be applied and then partially wiped off to give it more complex and “worn” finish. We’ve never attempted anything like this before, so it ought to be an interesting challenge.
In the mean time, we are still trying to finish a few things up so we can move into the Queen. If everything works in our favor over the next 4 to 5 days, we should be in soon. After work tonight, I’m hoping to pick up a drum sander for the weekend. If we get a dumpster delivered by Monday morning, our insulation guy should be able to start work.
Kenny has been knocking things off of his to-do list at a good pace. Nearly all the vapor barrier is down, door frames are getting trim, all the window weight pockets should be capped off sometime this morning, and countless other projects are in the works. Last night I put in a few hours scrubbing the master bedroom walls and pulling wallpaper tacks. Yes, I’m still at it. I didn’t make it nearly as far as I would have liked and somehow managed to pick up a mess of chiggers. My ass is just one big chigger picnic at this point. Nice.
My wife was doing Zen mystic meditation to commune with the Devil Queen last weekend when she suddenly blurted, “We should paint these cabinets with milk paint.”
Surprised, I froze for a moment and then said, “Yeah! That would look awesome!”
So, after some research, we decided we’re going to try it. We’re going to buy the paint from these folks, The Old Fashioned Milk Paint Company, Inc.
Milk paint was a traditional interior paint in centuries gone by. We’re hoping that painting our built-ins with milk paint will help blend their modern materials (plywood) with the old, original woodwork.
We haven’t settled on our final color scheme yet. We’re going to do a base coat with one color and then a top coat of one or two different colors. The top coats will be applied and then partially wiped off to give it more complex and “worn” finish. We’ve never attempted anything like this before, so it ought to be an interesting challenge.
In the mean time, we are still trying to finish a few things up so we can move into the Queen. If everything works in our favor over the next 4 to 5 days, we should be in soon. After work tonight, I’m hoping to pick up a drum sander for the weekend. If we get a dumpster delivered by Monday morning, our insulation guy should be able to start work.
Kenny has been knocking things off of his to-do list at a good pace. Nearly all the vapor barrier is down, door frames are getting trim, all the window weight pockets should be capped off sometime this morning, and countless other projects are in the works. Last night I put in a few hours scrubbing the master bedroom walls and pulling wallpaper tacks. Yes, I’m still at it. I didn’t make it nearly as far as I would have liked and somehow managed to pick up a mess of chiggers. My ass is just one big chigger picnic at this point. Nice.
posted by John | 3:51 AM
2 Comments:
Chiggers... ooooohh. That's not fun. My mom always painted mine with nail polish to supposedly suffocate the little guys, but I don't know if that actually worked, or just kept me from scratching. Might not work in your particular situation. Did you sit in some pine straw?
No, no pine straw. The revised diagnosis is that I got into seed ticks and not chiggers. I don't know which is worse.
I'm not dead set on the glass doors. My main interest in the glass doors is keeping dust out. I guess we'll just live without the doors and see how we like it.
And, you are correct. We are book worms. We've tried to thin the herd of books we keep on hand, but, even so, we already have enough books to completely fill those shelves.
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