This is an example of a fail.
Not a major failure in the grand scheme of things, but a fail nonetheless.
It’s okay to laugh — I laughed at myself.
It’s one of my better qualities; self-deprecation, not taking myself too seriously.
But seriously, WTF was I thinking?
Check out my Goldfinger — 24K pond — I got a little carried away with being all crafty and thought a simple restoration was in order — you know, Mother’s Day is coming up and my Angel Boy is gonna be here, and I’m singing the song of a happy mommy.
This morning I received an email to let me know that my tugboat man is a comin’ home too!
My Angel Boy AND my Tugboat Man! Woooohoooo!
I’ve been re-inspired to complete a bunch of projects and clean the house (yes, again) so I’ll have free time to play with my two best boys.
So…ya wanna see the debacle? Here ya go — you might need to put your shades on, it’s kinda bright…in the sun….the blinding glare of a haphazardly spray painted nature pond.
I’m definitely conveying a mixed message here.
Is it a garden sanctuary or Jersey Shore? Wow.
I had to turn off the pump for the waterfall; too much overspray from the gold paint. Yes, you’re seeing correctly–for some reason, I painted the trunk of that tree.
I’m very proud of this pond — except for the gold. I dug it out, mixed and poured the concrete with no help from anyone, and that includes placing each and every rock and boulder.
This is an epic fail. My task this afternoon is to empty the water and try a wire brush to remove as much of the paint as I can.
If THAT fails, I’ll have to send out a mayday call for a captain to assist.