Let There Be Light

Well, bejabbers*, if that isn’t a neon pink cord!

One has to temper the gilt with something, right?  The chandy is up in the bedroom at the loft.  I love it.  And by “love it,” I mean I would make out with that light if my lips wouldn’t get all dusty and lacerated by those metal leaves.  You know how it happens:  a girl wanders down the electrical aisle at Lowe’s and sees a rainbow of extension cords, including neon pink.  Jumpin’ Jehoshaphat*, neon pink?!  She then spends the next hour thinking about all the ways she could use a neon pink extension cord.  And, ladies and gents, there are more neon pink surprises to come; but I will tease you and make you wait (much like I did with my husband before we married).

To shed more light on the matter, I have these curious fellows.  Remember my brother was working on some special lights for me?  Here they are, straight from his what-does-my-sister-want-now factory in Texas.  My husband and I assembled these in seconds flat due to the precision of fabrication.  After a coat of spray paint, they are ready now for shades…oh, a thousand options await!  And these are no small fries, no way.  Each stands 30″ tall.  Thank you, Bro!

The loft is really shaping up, and I am so very completely indescribably excited about it.  I can’t wait to share more with you!

*The kids and I are reading through The Black Stallion, complete with wild horse and even wilder vocabulary.  Throw a “bejabbers” your kid’s way and just watch the giggles erupt.  It is surprisingly easy to work into conversation.  All the cool kids say it.  Yeah, and by “cool kids,” I mean the ones who forget to take their headgears off for their 5th grade class picture…bejabbers, how could I forget?