I painted my awesome table my husband made for me, he worked hard on this little table and I love it! So why do I call it a Swedish table? Well let me tell you...my Grandma's parents moved to the United States from Sweden in the early 1900's. A while back my Grandma was able to go back to Sweden to visit family.  While she was there with one of our relatives they said they had a table that her Dad made when he was young and had left behind. She was able to bring it back with her, what an awesome surprise and I know my Grandma treasured her table.  I have always admired it and so I had my husband make one for me.

 He had to cut each of these legs out and notch them in by hand.

While we were painting the table I decided this little shelf my husband made a while back could use a fresh coat...now what do  I put on it?

 The living room is coming together quite nicely.  I am going to attempt a collage on this bare wall above the couch..I don't know why it is intimidating me?! We'll see how it goes...

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