Last week I went on and on about how my man hands came together to create some awesome in the form of a homemade Lego table for The Dudes.
I showed you tons of fun photos of it in action. And then I gave you a sneaky peaky at how I kicked the awesome up a bit on it to make aforementioned Lego table double as a sweet reading spot/naughty chair for avid readers and bad boys everywhere…
We recently got rid of the chair that used to serve as this multipurpose seating agent because the dog had her way with it more times than I can count. Although, now that we’re discussing it, there is a chance that I didn’t get rid of it at all, because she may have actually eaten it.
Can’t recall, but it’s definitely not here anymore.
So, we needed something new for them to plop their butts on.
And I needed to have something pretty to look at.
So, I went down into my vampire filled hidey hole of a basement (even though it’s finished, it’s still dark and cold and spooky) and found some fabric I’d used at a photo shoot ages ago.
And then I dug out this old, dingy looking, suspiciously-yellowed egg mattress cover thingy no one but a stray dog would even consider sleeping on.
Thank goodness I’m married to a hoarder because it seems that I had the makings of something special right inside of my very own house!
I just needed to get myself a high powered staple gun and a sized almost perfectly (thanks to my haphazard use of a tape measure) piece of plywood from the homies at Lowes.
Which, as all of you DIY gangstas out there probably already know, is super easy to obtain.
You just go in, stand around in the wood section looking sweaty and lost with your obnoxiously loud children climbing all over the place like little French-fry-stealing howler monkeys and young (arguably attractive) dudes will rush over to help you.
Or. Crotchety old men with little patience for chicks who want to make adorable benches for their playrooms will saunter over, ignore you, and eventually get a younger, less surly dude to help you out while he attends to the real builders.
I’ve had both.
But either way, you wind up with a thin piece of plywood you can skip home with and do sweet things to.
In my excitement at having my very own piece of wood, I rushed right home, shooed all of my children away, and hauled all of my junk out…
I doubled up on the egg crate thingy and cut it to fit my piece of wood…
Then, I stretched the fabric over it tightly, and went to work with that staple gun…
I felt very broke-off-Martha-Stewart-ish.
And it took me all of say 25 minutes to finish.
It looks so very awesome (minus the back side which I will never, ever show to a human soul)…
It’s super comfy for sitting…
and when they are using the Lego version of the table, they put the plushy seat cushion on the ground for kneeling…
Apparently hard woods are not super comfortable for knees even when you’re young.
Lucky for them they don’t have to worry about that anymore.
Have something you’re proud of to share this week? Feel free to drop me a link in the comments, I’m in the mood to high five people.