As I’ve mentioned before we love our home, just not some of the 80s details. Enter exhibit A. This is in fact a horrible builder grade Boob Light from the 90s. If you have these in your home, please don’t be offended. I have three more yet to be replaced in mine. Female anatomy, however beautiful, should not inspire lighting.
In my parents’ wonderful, treasure trove of a basement I found and was awarded one 1950s orignal school light with heavy milkglass. These lights were replaced in said school with florescent lighting (the bane of my existence design wise) in the 70s but they did not replace the lights in the closets. This school was being demolished for a newer one when my father (tender-hearted giant) rescued it. Hallelujah!
Handy Hubby rigged this so the base could be painted.
Here is the after. Angels sang.
Grand total of four light fixtures replaced, 10 really ugly ones to go.
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Kelley,
Love the light fixture. It has always wanted to shine & now you gave it that chance. I may have to give you the other one also. I hope you gave hubby a big kiss & lots of credit for coming home & getting this done after shearing Christmas trees all day. Caught up on all the blogs today. I think you’re on to something. Very interesting. About the Reese waffles, I just started came up with them them this spring. Your big sister came up with the smiley fold over part. Just like your younger sis who took RR chick pea pasta dish & added her touch then you added your own touch. That’s what creativity is all about. And, A certainly has her share of the gene. The dinosaur eating Mickey is just like something you would have staged at age 6. Maybe we should start a blog called Generations Creativity.
Love you. Proud of you. Mom
Gees thanks, ma. I was just kidding bout the middle child thing :).