Coming out of hibernation is harder than I thought, but I'm hoping that it'll be like riding a bike, once you get past the initial wobbliness, you're off and blogging like nothing ever happened.
So, just what did happen that made me stop blogging? Well, it's a long story, most of it is kind of boring, some of it quite unpleasant, but it's complicated, so I'll leave it for another day...
For now I'll just blog about some more mundane business... home improvement.
We've lived in our house for over 11 years now, and until just recently we've still had naked bulbs hanging around. But we finally tired of all that luminous obscenity, after all naked bulbs aren't like having something like this around:
Now that's some nudity I can get on board with.
So, we fixed our bulb issues, but that's just like putting on underwear, it only covers the basics. Once you've covered up the nasties, then you start thinking about fashion. Okay, I know there are some people who wouldn't mind walking around in their underwear all day, but let's face it, most of those are guys, and unless they look like David Beckham, they should not do that. Seriously guys, cover up!
We covered up...at least some spots of our desperately needy home, because it is definitely not David and needs some, ahem, assistance to make it look better. And here is one of those spots:
I know The Kiss has been overdone, it's all over the place and kind of university dorm room style, but this picture has a story behind it. We've had this poster rolled up in a tube for over 18 years...my husband had it hanging in his apartment when we met and it crossed the pond with us. Then in one of our many moves, we left it in an elevator by mistake. We did get it back (duh, it's hanging in our house right now) but not before being examined by some nosy neighbors, who decided to have a look at what was inside to see if they should keep it or not. I guess it wasn't to their liking, so they stuffed it back inside, not very skillfully I might add (come on people, how hard can it be?), and the poster was torn on one side and wrinkled in several places. Since then it's lived inside that tube, waiting for us to decide what to do with it...we came close to throwing it out, but it has a sentimental value to it, and it's also impossible to find in this size (it may not look like much in the picture, but it's actually taller than me), so we kept it.
So, once our house had it's underwear on, we decided it was time to pull out our old rags and dress it up a bit. We had the poster mounted on a board and plasticized (the guy that did it did a really great job at repairing the tear and all the wrinkles) and then all we had to do was hang it up.
Easier said than done...
We had no ladder that would reach up that high, so we went out to rent one but didn't have any luck. So, my very resourceful husband put together this very creative structure with some old Ikea shelves we had lying around...
Whew, kinda scary up there (and that's without the stepladder on top)... but Ikea quality is better than you might think and the shelves held up. Now that is an Ikea hack!
Altogether it took much longer to set up the makeshift scaffolding than it did to actually hang the picture, but it was worth it in the end. And, yes, I did help...with the very important job of holding onto the ladder...oh, and immortalizing the whole process on Blogger (what would the world be without me?)
And here's Jesús, admiring his work: