Stained

Yes, stained and not Staind (but speaking of the band, any thoughts on their latest CD?). In this instance, it is the infamous pile of wood that has been stained. Okay, only one coat so far, but we're talking progress here, people. In order to counterbalance the effects of sanding, staining, and general fun with tools, I am wearing lip stain today in the lovely shade of Raspberry Smash. Which makes me think of the Tori Amos song, but that doesn't get me anywhere, because, like most of Tori's songs, it doesn't make any sense. Perhaps why I like her music.