-i am a spoiled brat-

My husband makes beautiful wooden recipe boxes – for gifts and to sell at our camp’s annual benefit auction. Most of the time he has enough leftover wood glued up that he can make a matching cutting board to go along with it. He brought his most recent cutting board up to the kitchen for the final steps; slathering it with mineral oil and keeping it in a plastic bag for a few days. This makes the cutting board last longer. It’s less likely to dry out and develop cracks.

All that to say…. this lovely cutting board was sitting on my counter, and the more I looked at it, the more I loved it. I kept telling him how beautiful it was and saying that someday I’d like him to make me one just like it. This sounds like I was dropping hints; I honestly wasn’t. But… a couple of days later…. I was relaying to Roger a late night piece of news from Wesley that he “would really like a piece of furniture that was made just for him” (It’s amazing what kids will come up with when they’re supposed to be going to sleep!) when Roger said, “Oh, I’m making something for YOU! Want to go down to the basement and see it?” The rugged creation that we visited in the basement wasn’t exactly a thing of beauty… but I could definitely see its potential. Here it is later, in all of its finished glory:

And again, embarking on its maiden voyage:


About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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2 Responses to -i am a spoiled brat-

  1. Amy says:

    Yes. Yes you are. That…and very blessed to have the husband you do. I should know. We’re very close. I have the picture to prove it.


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