SUBJECT: Front door
This is what can happen when you have dogs and don't train them properly to stop jumping when someone is at the door.
I will have to some sanding and re-staining...but there will still be a bit character on that wood.
TIME: 9:03 PM
PLACE: Bathroom
SUBJECT: Doorknob
One of my religious beliefs is that there is a special place in hell for those people who paint their door hardware.
Honestly, if you are painting a door, take the time to remove the damn things from the door and the frame.
As part of the never-ending bathroom remodel, I stripped the old bathroom door of 4 layers of paint – I’m pretty sure the bottom one was lead-based. No precautions were taken, so I’ve probably lead poisoning as well.
Then I stained it - Twice! The first stain was waaay too orange – I re-stained it with an Ebony stain. It looks much better and almost matches the vanity base – Bonus!
Finally, I boiled, scraped, stripped and scrubbed off the paint from the hinges, knobs and plate hardware.
Alas, after I removed all of the paint, the metal underneath looked horrible could not be saved.
So, I confess, I will be joining the painting heathens in their eternal life of hell and brimstone.
In my defense, however, I did use a metallic spray paint to match the sink and shower fixtures.
So there.
Alice: [looking through the Doorknob's keyhole] There he is! I simply must get through.
Doorknob: Sorry. You're much too big. Simply impassable.
Alice: You mean impossible.
Doorknob: No, impassable. Nothing's impossible.
Alice in Wonderland. Directed by Clyde Geronimi and Wilfred Jackson. Written by Winston Hibler, adapted from the novels by Lewis Carroll. Walt Disney Productions.1951.
TIME: 7:05 PM
PLACE: Living room
SUBJECT: Doorknob face
Ever since my "Unhappy Toast" picture on Saturday, I’ve been keeping an eye out for faces in other inanimate objects. This face in the doorknob was neither difficult, nor surprising to find. Ever since I was young, even before I ever saw Alice in Wonderland, I always thought these types of doorknobs looked like faces and if I turned them too hard, they might yell at me. I know, I’m strange. HandsomeHusband would be the first to tell you that sometimes, I’m just not right in the head.