Can my chalkboard calendar and I ask you a favor?
The next time you happen to read this blog and you leave a comment, can you try really hard not to be so funny?
I really don’t think it’s too much to ask.
I mean I am trying to write a serious post about my flower discussions with Don Draper and how upset we are with the general state of affairs with Mad Men and you have to go and be all witty and comment-hilarious like this:
“Dear Don Draper:
You are now a boring has been. Your young wife is just young and not in any way a trophy…
You should have never married that jerk Doctor anyway…not after what he did to you in Don’s office on your first date. What a creep!
You are wet dish rag.
Dear Thistle’s peonies:
You are stunningly beautiful… Someday the likes of you will grace my yard.”
You see….all this funniness….it’s so distracting.
I mean I am trying to post tutorials and how-to’s and incredible one-of-a-kind projects…..
…..like my giant chalkboard calendar made from a window.
And I spend all my project writing time……laughing.
At your comments.
Focus…..I tell myself. Focus on your how-to for the little days of the week tags for the top of the chalkboard calendar.
Focus on your tutorial for this burlap bag stenciled with the word, “chalk.”
And this is where my focus should to be.
But it’s not.
Because I’m far too busy reading this comment left on my post about husbands who eat fried chicken during photo shoots of random tables in a field and the wives who love them:
“Art is subjective. Looks like a work of art to me…in a field… perhaps some fried chicken hanging from the armillary would help… and one of those turtles…
You could call it “the Wings of the Tortoise” and sell it for $300,000 on ebay…frame not included.”
When I read this…..I laughed and laughed and then I stopped…..and laughed some more.
Some might have even called it a guffaw.
And all this guffawing and laughing are distracting me from my post today.
My newest idea.
You see I want to continue the second chapter of the story of the curbside conversation.
The window that became a chalkboard that also went on to become a transom.
My husband took the rest of the pieces from the curbside window and made a transom between the pass-through.
He took all those extra panes…..
….and added another board at the top and the bottom and the sides.
Then he caulked in all the spaces and painted.
So easy and simple.
And so inexpensive.
And with that…..the next chapter in the life of a window was written.
So Gwen…..can you try?
Can you try really hard not to mention monkeys or levels or fried chicken or glue or anything at all to do with ”tingers” in the future?
After all…..I do have a blog to write on super-important subjects.
And I don’t want to get distracted next week when I start my series on the proper use of the .