So a few weeks ago, on Winter Solstice, I turned 40. My husband gifted me a truly hideous flower bouqet and a truly beautiful new table for our dining room. The bouquet quickly went out of my sight and we had a lovely, quiet, sunny day. I have been in love with this table ever since.
I have wanted a new table since we moved into this house. Or if not a new table, at least a new table top. We had originally bought our Ikea Norden table for our old Berlin apartment and while it did have the right dimensions for the dining room, I just didn´t love the table top. I wanted something made out of massive wood. So I started begging my handy husband to build me a new table top and for my 40iest birthday, he obliged. The wood was provided by one of our neighbors who has a seemingly unlimited supply of beautiful old pine planks, one of his friends did the planing, and my husband did all the assembling and sanding and whatnot. The tabletop went on our old Norden base and hellooo, gorgeous new table. I have since treated it numerous times with a white pigmented oil and I hope it will keep its light color. I love it. When we had just installed it I went into the dining roo several times a day just to look at this table.
As for turning 40. Well. It seems everybody expects you to be devastated. Is this a women´s thing? I don´t think anybody expected my husband to feel terrible when he turned 40? Anyway I always (like even back in my 20ies), always had the feeling that I would like being 40. I kind of thought that at age 40, I surely must have figured it all out. Ha. Well I surely haven´t, but as a fact I have never been more at peace with myself than right now. And yes that extends to my body. It´s all good. Let´s do this, 40.
On a lighter note, there´s a horse in my dining room. I had the urge to switch it all around for spring so I brought in Horse. Horse had been living in my rear hallway so far. I bought him from here a few years ago but never considered him for the dining room until now. He is made from painted scrap wood and has all the right colors and I think I really like Horse here. At least for now. Also, spring bulbs. Because after Christmas it´s spring. Right? (I have such garden fever these days. I have already ordered all my seeds because I´m so impatient. Can it be March already?)
Last but not least I treated myself to a flower bouqet. Eucalyptus and white Amaryllis. And yes I might have told my long suffering husband to use this as an inspiration for upcoming birthdays. But really, it´s all forgiven and forgotten because look at this table. (Just please never buy me orange flowers again).
Bonus picture! Snowy fluffy furry Emma.
Have a good week!