Like the Christmas song asks,"Do you see what I see?"
Not sure? Then let me help you out.
Now do you see what I see?
That spot is where a visiting granddog threw up on my beautiful rug. No, PJ, it wasn't on the wall at the time! In fact, that spot is the major reason why I decided to hang the rug instead of walking on it. I couldn't stand the thought of more accidents happening on this rug.
Normally I'm in denial you can even see the spot. The pattern is so busy and distracting, I tell myself, that the spot is impossible to...a...er..spot.
Eggnog helps with the denial.
Renee also saw the spot and she didn't even have any eggnog!
"Tea," the Junk Queen said, so I hustled to the kitchen to make her some.
"No, you idiot!" Renee yelled at my retreating back. "I don't want tea! Put tea on that spot!"
So I did, a little at a time. (Don't you love how I cropped the photo so it looks like the black arrow in the pattern is helping you locate the spot?)
I let the area dry and then re-teaed, so to speak.
Looks pretty good, I think. That Renee isn't as dumb as she looks!
P.S. On a personal note, today, New Year's Eve, is my daughter's birthday. She was a preemie. Now I have to look up to kiss her. Happy day, Honey!