We needed a bigger one, since the four of us bigger people (Sadie's not included) barely fit around the old one.
Here's the "NEW to us" table.

It has been such a blessing to be able to fit things on the table other than just our plates.
But it was a little beat up.
So we decided once we moved back to Oregon we would sand it down and restain it.
Here Wesley is working on "his" project. (In our new backyard! However small we have a fully fenced in backyard and we LOVE IT!)

But after sanding it down and hitting particle board we realized our table wasn't solid wood and our dreams of staining it were dashed to pieces.
So then we debated over what the best color would be to paint the table.
I was fine with anything but black.
So we decided to buy the darkest blue that we could find.
What a laughable mistake! We were too embarrassed to even bring it inside and "try it out."
Through laughter and a little fear we discussed having our new landlords come by only to see the table and immediately decide that perhaps they rented to the wrong sorts of people.
I mean really. Would you want this in your dining room?

The sad thing is that it took the whole three cans of blue spray paint for us to realize that perhaps blue wasn't truly the best idea.
It looks like an over-sized children's art table. (Which we did briefly, very briefly, consider letting the children just go hog wild and paint it anyway they wanted.)
After some thinking we realized that we could have probably stained it a really dark espresso stain and the part where the particle board was showing through would have hardly been noticeable.
So Wesley declared we could just sand off the new paint and then stain it. So in a last ditch effort he started sanding it only to discover that the paint was too tacky and was actually ruining the sandpaper and that he would need A LOT more sandpaper to do the job.
By this time we were both just so disgusted with how poorly the whole thing turned out.
So we gave in.
Here it is in it's full glory.

Black.
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