I work my artisan butt off to make my wife this lovely stained glass window thingy, and she doesn’t appreciate it. Once again, I have to dismantle my decor. My self-expression. Me.
Oh, well. Time to start over.
I work my artisan butt off to make my wife this lovely stained glass window thingy, and she doesn’t appreciate it. Once again, I have to dismantle my decor. My self-expression. Me.
Oh, well. Time to start over.
September 22, 2008 at 12:02 am |
Have you considered finding a glass blower to melt down the bottles and make a unique pane of glass to replace on of your other windows? Not sure your wife would like it, but would be a great talking point.
September 22, 2008 at 5:21 am |
What no pictures of the “art” before the wife had you tear it apart?
September 23, 2008 at 5:18 am |
That picture was the “art,” Glenn. I guess I didn’t press the sarcasm button. Somehow bottles keep stacking up in our kitchen window. I refer to it as stained glass beauty, but Michelle refers to it as clutter.
September 23, 2008 at 1:56 pm |
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