My parents offered to have the boys over for a sleepover this weekend, so Jeff and I had some time to go out for a date night.  Jeff made reservations at a local farm-to-table restaurant and I asked if we could fit in a trip to a nearby antique shop while we were kid-less.  He knows how much I love it and agreed. Not only did he agree, but he carried my finds to the counter, loaded them all in the van and even helped me make the decision to buy two old hardware cabinets.  Flowers are nice, but carrying chippy old things to the van for me is definitely the way to my heart! One of those chippy old things was this coffee table on little casters, made out of old barn wood. I love how the boards used the make the table-top have some old white paint barely hanging on.   The

When Kriste and I were out shopping a few weeks ago, she pointed out this amazing dry sink, buried under at least two other pieces of furniture. “That’s basically my dream sink for a room I don’t have.” “Well, let’s turn over that tag and see what we’re dealing with.” The price was surprisingly low.  I later learned, after I asked to buy it and it was un-buried, that the bottom needs to be rebuilt.  It’s sketchy to say the least.  It did have furniture stacked on top of it, so it was clearly otherwise structurally sound and it’s a easy fix, so I bought it despite the imperfections. We still need to fix the bottom, but we got it cleaned up and it’s looking good. The cool thing about this piece is that it can be used as a dry sink or it can be plumbed by connecting a