Cabinet Painting After All

All this talk of painting cabinets and don't you know I had to go and paint one. As for the kitchen cabinets, not at this time.

This cabinet was a gift from dear friends who were married around 1940. They purchased a dining room set about that time and this is the only piece left. They gave me the buffet, the table, the chairs, and this. I had no idea what to do with the gift as I found the set too dark and too big. The buffet was dispatched as quickly as I could. Now I see all sorts of them on gals' blogs beautifully painted and looking fantastic. The table broke and went on its way. All the chairs, save for one, did as well. So this is all that remains. In its original state it was a deep, deep brown. What you see here represents my sister's and my feeble attempts to do something, anything, that would make it more presentable. I haven't liked it much either. So last night I decided to tame down the panels.








From what I'm seeing in these pictures...pictures reveal things in clearer ways sometimes...it's going to get some more taming down. Perhaps once January comes, it'll get the ale or the poppy treatment. (See earlier in the week's post on painting kitchen cabinets.) In the meantime, I'll tame this down one more time, then trace the words "Give" on the left side and "Thanks" on the right side. Look for it in a future post.

Are you all crazy busy with Thanksgiving plans? I've shopped twice this week. Why doesn't Wal*Mart carry everything one could need? I had to visit Shaw's to purchase those small white onions that my family loves. This morning finds me making place cards. It's so much easier when each person knows where s/he is sitting.

Don't forget Karen's A Christmas Fair tomorrow! I've been busily planning that, too.

Have a great Thursday!

Edited to Add: Found a font that I liked, printed it off, traced it on the cabinet, and painted over the top of the tracing. I like the "give." Hate the "thanks." Sigh. If the river wasn't so cold, I'd consider pitching myself off the bridge. There's always more paint. %/ Sigh.





Edited to Add AGAIN: Friday, November 21, 2008 @ 10 am...

And the saga continues...

Last night, I was wailing explaining about my dilemma. John, bless his heart, came to the rescue.



I couldn't understand what had gone wrong, but now see that I was not faithful to the font. I had struck off on my own. There's a lesson here somewhere!



At last, some success!



Thanks to everyone who offered suggestions. Next time, I will follow them! For a while, I thought that I might paint the word "up" instead.

Best wishes to A Woman Who Is who happens to be in the throes of this right now. :D Hope that she blogs about it!