Do you remember last summer in ~ Picnic In A Hurricane ~ when My Captain built a picnic table strong enough to withstand a Class V hurricane?
This year, I embellished it.
Behold the blue tape. The blue tape was everything here. Once that was down, the supercalifragilistic-aint-nothing-gonna-peel-this-paint Primer was applied. Two coats.
Then contact paper.
I painted white over the primer, and then My Captain’s showed off his anal-retentive skills with an Exacto knife on the contact paper.
And we had ourselves a template.
Can you see the squares?
Then I applied the blue paint for the blue squares. (Because blue paint for red squares would be weird.)
It took several coats.
Long story short, when everything dried and we peeled all the layers of contact paper and tape off….VOILA!
Please don’t start about the less-than-perfect way I painted down in the cracks of the table. I’m not a pro, man! I’m just a housewife/former medic/ former martial artist/ former whitewater kayaker/ former landscaper/ former bartender. Painting Cracks was never in my job description. Quit pressuring me!
Once I’d finished with the checkerboard, I went ahead and painted a khaki colored edge around it, because Martha Stewart would have wanted it that way. And I’m all about pleasing dear Martha.
Our first players were none other than Em and Critter. I had not made any playing pieces, so they made do with saltwater taffy and lemon drops. Frankly, those were way better than anything I would have come up with.
Except they couldn’t ‘King’ each other because they kept eating the pieces.
I didn’t hear any complaints, though.