Things have been busy, busy over here. Dave and I went on our annual 61 mile yard sale on Friday. We bought a lot of stuff, but mostly stuff for Miss Thing or Jack. (When I saw the price of stuff in the baby store I really did freak out, and then I got serious about buying everything possible/reasonable second hand. I am making good progress on my list, and for very little money. Well, until I went and bought that rug and that chandelier and umm, curtains too, from Urban Outfitters.)
All of this preparation for Miss Thing includes remodeling (finishing really) part of our basement to make it into one giant playroom/family room. The current playroom will be housing the new baby and as we are acquiring lots of baby things I need a place to put them! (Which has also meant selling a lot of unneeded stuff on Craigslist. We have never unpacked the stuff in the basement and there is so.much.stuff down there we really do not need.)
So, while Dave has been working very hard down there and I was selling things I realized I still had like 4 unused white feather trees down there. You know the tree, you see it often:

white and shabby with pretty little roses.

Several years ago I bought 10 or 12 of those trees when I found them insanely cheap at a discount place. (Think pocket change cheap.) At first I thought I would sell them on Ebay, they are pretty easy to ship, but blah, too much work. I have gifted them, traded them, and tried to no avail to sell them via Craigslist. ($15 for a real feather tree? COME ON PEOPLE! It's cheap!)
With all things Halloween on the brain, I had a moment of brilliance today.

Spray paint one of the trees!
Voila, the black feather tree for Halloween that I have dreamed of buying for many, many years but have never been able to fork over the money for. (Goodness, my pink feather tree was so bloody expensive.)

And it worked very well.
One tree out of the basement + 30 minutes snipping off roses + one can of $3 spray paint (already in the garage from another Halloween project I am working on) + 20 minutes of time = the start of the Halloween madness.
(edited because the trees were all spoken for rather quickly.)