tony’s desk part II

If you haven’t read my first post about tony’s desk,  please start here-

Now that you are acquainted with Tony’s desk, I want you to share in the excitement of the makeover.

I learned a couple more things about Tony since my first post…

1. I think Tony may or may not have been a bit of a pyromaniac as some of the old knobs were slightly burnt.

2. Tony’s mom loved her some polyurethane.  I’ve never seen such think top coat, ever.

3.  My make-up version of Tony could be much more interesting that the real Tony.  We may never know.  Tony if you ever read my blog.  Please comment and tell us a little about yourself.  Or maybe you’d prefer to stay hidden after the snot exposure…

After Chuck left for New Zealand, I cried.  Then, I realized I needed a project.  There sat Tony’s desk in our garage just waiting for some TLC.

For those of you freaking out about the snot incident and the scent issue, I will assure you the snot is gone as is the scent.  With gloves on, I sanded off those boogies.  Then, I scrubbed the desk down with Thieves household cleaner.  It smells like Christmas, and disinfects better than bleach.  Let me know if you want to buy some, and we can talk.  The rest of you, sleep well.  I am a clean person and this desk is certifiably clean.

I made my own chalk paint.  I actually mixed some with our leftover kitchen paint.  I know very Proverbs 31 of me… Okay resourceful at the very least.

It’s called “Weekend in the County”.  Isn’t that a romantic name for gray?  Well done Lowes.

I add water and plaster of paris to create the chalk paint.  I do use recipes, but find that you have to play with the amounts depending on the consistency of the paint.

Now for the moment you patient people have been waiting for!

This is Tony’s desk the day I found the little treasure in a thrift store and paid ten whole dollars to bring it home with me.   I happened to be driving Chuck’s car that day.  The Lord loves me.



and drum roll please….  This is Tony’s desk now —>



You can still faintly see where Tony carved his name into the desk.  I could of filled it with wood filler, but I feel a little sentimental about this old desk now.

That’s all for today folks.  Let me know what you think (as long as it’s nice and encouraging). 🙂

tony’s desk (a tale from year one)

When I first met Chuck Maher, I knew one thing, Chuck Maher could make me laugh.  He came over with a group of friends, and he made me laugh harder than I had in a long time.

Was it love at first sight for us?  No.  I used to tell my roommates they should date him, because I loved when he was around.  They said, “umm, why don’t you date him?”.  To which I responded, “because I am too tall”.  We still laugh about it to this day, considering I am only 1/4 inch taller than my old roommate.

Ya’ll I was taller in my head than in real life okay.

Anyway, all things worked together for our good, and to our surprise and delight here we are now married.  I could elaborate more on this but nah, I just wanted to share a glimpse into our life from year one of marriage…  I’ll try to spare you the lessons, since plenty of those articles are already floating around Facebook, and I am not sure my 16 months of marriage gives me license for that. 😉

Chuck had been wanting a desk for awhile.  I happened to be in a nearby town and at a thrift store.  I saw a cute wooden desk with lots of drawers.  We made an agreement in week one of our marriage to try to avoid particle board, even if that meant buying second hand REAL wood.  (Our particle board TV stand didn’t do so well, when we had a slight flood upon returning from our honeymoon)

How much?

Ten dollars.


I some random guy at the thrift store loaded it in the car for me, and home I went.  I was proud to show Chuck his “new” desk.  We noticed that a previous owner “TONY” had engraved his name on the top.

Soon he was off in the garage cleaning the desk.  He emerged a few moments later and said, “babe, Tony’s been wiping his snot on the bottom of that desk”.  In all honesty, I thought he was probably being a little dramatic.

Then, I looked at the bottom of the desk and almost lost my lunch.  My old roommate stopped by and had the same reaction.

So Tony’s desk has sat in our garage for a year.  We used it as a stand while painting our kitchen cabinets.  A couple weeks ago, I went out with gloves on and sand paper in hand, and I bravely sanded that snot right off the desk.  After my hard labor, Chuck walked out and said it kinda smells, to which I couldn’t deny.

Tony’s desk rejected again.

Back to our garage.

Ten dollars and worth every penny for all the times it has made us laugh.

Oh Tony, you have know idea how your legacy lives on.

And Chuck Maher, oh how you make me laugh. 🙂



for an update on Tony’s desk go here —>