Meet Amy.

Did you know that I name many of my pieces? I do. And I name them all girls. Huh. I wonder why? Oh, maybe because I'm in a house full of boys and didn't get to use the girl names I liked....oh, yeah. That's why.

I don't name all of them. Only the ones that I do and no one claims before I post them finished. Just the ones I paint in my choice of color....my choice, my name. Ha! That's not true either, sometimes the ones that people buy before they get painted, get named after them.

I usually name them after people I know....this one is named after my friend Amy who just had a baby boy last week and he is going through a bunch of heart fixin' surgery and I was just thinking about them the day I did this, so I named it after her. Plus, it's beautiful. And so is she! (Hi Amy!) So send some prayers to baby Jackson, would ya?!

I picked it up at a hoarder's sale. That's right. A hoarder's sale. This house was unbelievable. There were antiques and stuff everywhere. You couldn't even walk without stepping on something....it was crazy.

It's walnut. It was a little wobbly, but I fixed that right up. It has a stamp under the top that says 1951. I thought that was cool. And the top is made from walnut planks. Which is also kind of cool.

I loved the top and thought it needed to stay so I just freshened it up a little. And the base. Oh, the base. I was thinking light turquoise, but I didn't have enough, so I used my trusty Rustoleum Lagoon.

Oh, I took the top off before I painted the base. Easy. After the paint was dry I sanded it all willy-nilly and then I took my dark walnut stain and rubbed some on, being careful not to be precise. I love how that ages it.

It turned out fantastic! I love it. Double heart with puffy paint love.

Every piece I do has a story. Whether exciting or not, there is a story. I love that.

It's not perfect, I'm learning to embrace those imperfections. Slowly but surely if I make a mistake I will be okay with it.....because look at that piece....it's gorgeous!