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The Date Porch

I have dubbed the screened porch “The Date Porch.” It has not yet had its turn at being fixed up, but the torn screens and broken overhead light add a quirky charm. The unfinished concrete floor and cracked walls add character, and a sort of romantic ambiance fills the air.

The Date Porch

The Date Porch

This porch sits up high and is on the corner of the house. The breeze is nice and fairly constant. Now that we have chairs, this is my favorite space.

Ikea chairs.

Ikea chairs, spray-painted.

The room glows with candlelight (see reference to broken lights above) and this contributes to the romantic old world charm of it all.  

Candlelight glow.

Candlelight glow.

I….Love….This….Room!

Candlelight glow.

Candlelight glow.

I know “the date porch” needs A LOT of work. I could list it all here, but I don’t want to bore you with the details. In the meantime, I am basking in the candlelight, which hides all flaws, including mine.

The Date Porch.

The Date Porch.

A lovely breeze comes through the porch and I think of the potential this space has. With just a hint of crisp Fall Air, I am distracted by my little romantic getaway porch, and for now, the fixing up can wait.

 © copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio at Simply Turquoise.

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A Scandalous Past

Well, it’s happened. An uprising has formed amongst the Simply Turquoise readers. A grassroots movement to Save the F-Table.

The F-Table, before rehab.

The F-Table, before rehab.

I am happy to report that the F-Table is recovering nicely. It had a short stay in rehab and is now presentable. Its scandalous past is buried under layers of…. maps and Mod Podge.

Mod Podge Map Table.

Mod Podge Map Table, Finished.

In the comments section of my last post, the idea was presented by Prima, in that tone of voice that is issued upon turning 13. After some consideration, I realized it was actual genius, in 13-year-old disguise. She had suggested collage.

New Worlds, Maps from the Age of Discovery.

New Worlds, Maps from the Age of Discovery.

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I recently came across this book, and picked it up to frame a very interesting old map called, “Map of Matrimony,” as a wedding gift. The maps were gorgeous and interesting. They were full of art & history, colorful depictions of Rulers, Dictators and ships. A perfect source for collage material.

Mod Podge.

Mod Podge.

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I read up on homemade glues versus store bought, and decided to use Mod Podge. It has an excellent reputation and should outlast the table itself. The homemade versions apparently do not hold up and it is worth the extra expense.

Choosing the maps.

Choosing the maps.

Gluing down the maps with Mod Podge.

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Mod Podge is a glue that contains a varnish that dries clear. I brushed the backside of each map with the Mod Podge, then brushed the glue over the top to seal it. I used a flat wooden spatula to push out any air bubbles and gradually worked and layered the maps until the whole surface was covered.

During the project.

During the project.

I trimmed the edges with scissors and painted them with black paint. I used an acrylic sealer, pictured above, and applied 3 coats to the finished tabletop after the Mod Podge was dry.

View through the kitchen door.

View through the kitchen door.

My dear readers, the table is now fit for outdoor use, waterproofed and practical. Like the maps, the table itself contains a story, a scandalous one, and it is a keeper. Even I am feeling slightly guilty about how close it came to being callously discarded. But in the meantime, reserve your “Save the F-Table” t-shirt, and don’t hesitate to bask in the glory of a recycled treasure brought about by you. I can’t thank you enough!

©copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio.

Back to the Drawing Board

Here is a picture of my chairs. Glorious finds from the trash, only to end up back on the curb. I ordered fabric to cover the seats, bought a nearly-reportable amount of spray paint, and sadly, they are right back where they came from.

The chairs that were not meant to be.

The chairs that were not meant to be.

I was sanding chair #2 when the front leg snapped off.  I have invested emotionally in these trash chairs and find that I want to go spend a ridiculous amount of money on new chairs to recover from this loss. Does BlueCross BlueShield cover retail therapy?

Outdoor fabric.

The new outdoor fabric.

The table, another trash find, is another sad story. I was in such a state of euphoria when I saw it by the dumpster, that I failed to notice the text that was carefully etched into the top.

Prima, my surprisingly observant daughter, was the first to notice the script. “Mom? I think there is a problem with your table. Um, it says FU** on it.”

The table.

Look closely at the table.

“SH**!” I said, “I mean, ‘NO WAY!’ Who would do such a thing?” and then I apologized for exposing my children to more profanity, intentionally or otherwise.

You know how you worry about what your kids will be exposed to at a friend’s house on the Internet? Well at my house, it’s the graffiti you have to worry about.

Trying to fix it with wood putty.

Trying to fix it with wood putty.

One afternoon, I received a glorious text message from Stuart: “I sanded the FU** out of your table.”

Sanded!

Sanded!

And we were once again fit for polite company.

But alas, it has been sanded too much, and I am going to put it back on the curb. It is a sad day indeed. Now, I have a porch that needs paint, a new light fixture, AND furniture. But the rug looks nice! However, I am back to the drawing board. Good thing there is an awesome barrel in the basement, just waiting to be the base of my new table.

© copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio.