The lights. The damn piece-of-crap florescent kitchen lights. These lights have taunted me since the day we moved in. That was 11 years ago. It’s not even the lights that make me crazy. It’s the 80s bendy plastic that covered the P.O.S. lights. Basically, everything in the kitchen looked yellow. It was the worst place…
I spent the weekend in Tampa on what I thought was a fun belated birthday celebration away with my husband (more on that trip in a later blog!). I really thought that he wanted to just take a fun trip out of two to some fun restaurants and visit some friends I haven’t seen in…
My oldest son, Danger Cook, has been asking to redecorate his room for awhile. I kept putting it off since we’re never around saying, “wait until winter break when we’re home.” Well, that was stupid. I didn’t think about how tired we would be from holiday fun, or how messy our house would already be…