Well, I finally did it. Something I’ve been wanting to do since I first walked into this house and saw the hanging lights in the dining room. MODERN. Folks, I’m lots of things. But my decor does not befit a modern slant. I’m more farmhouse cottage eclectic. (That was a mouthful.)
I’d love to be one of you gals that just jumps in and starts a change in lighting DIY style. But I’m sorta afraid of electric things. Oh, and definitely gas things. When I was 17 and pregnant with my first daughter, I blew up a gas stove and it picked me up and threw me across the room.
I was young and stupid. No one had taught me piddly about being in a kitchen. I was living by myself in a tiny duplex. I had to walk about two miles to work, and it was summer, in my second trimester.
Being the stupid teenager that I was, I decided to have a piece of toast made in the oven because I did not have a toaster. Basically, I did not have a pot to piss in.
I put the bread in the oven and turned it on. I went to get dressed, came back, looked in the oven, and my bread didn’t look the least bit different. And then it came to me. OH YEAH! You’re supposed to light something with a match I think.
I don’t need to tell you the rest. But I did go to the ER and we were not hurt. I just went around without eyebrows and such for a good while!
Okay, so back to the lights. On Friday I tried taking the modern glass globes down. I took the vintage mason jar lids outside, sat on the porch steps, and hammered holes all around where I’d traced the size of the whatever-it’s-called I was to put the bulb into.
Oh, and if you decide to do this, remember to put nail holes around the lid for heat build-up to get out unless you take off the bottom of the jar, which I had no earthly idea how to do.
When I went inside and tried it, the hole was slightly too big, and I knew my vintage mason jar would fall and shatter. Couldn’t have that.
So I took all the relevant little thingies in a ziplock bag to Lowes and asked for help. He was not too accommodating. But finally we managed to figure something out. Grumpy old men.
I have another story about grumpy old men in big box hardware stores. A week ago I went into Home Depot, and asked if they had chalk or milk paint. The middle-aged guy said: “around the corner on your right.” He was helping customers.
I came back and said, “No, that’s chalkboard paint.”
He thought he was pretty funny. “Oh, that silly stuff Pinterest made,” he laughed. “Don’t have it.”
The other customers asked him what it was, and he was more than glad to guffaw about that stupid Pinterest. Furthermore, Pinterest did not make this paint.
I was incensed, because I love Pinterest. And I knew GOOD AND WELL that Home Depot had a vested interest in Pinterest (hm, accidentally made a rhyme) just like many businesses these days.
So I went to the front and asked if they knew what Pinterest was. No one did. I have news for you, Home Depot and Lowes, explain to your employees what Pinterest is. Because we all know you’re using that huge site to sell your wares. And it doesn’t seem quite right that no one knows what it is and the ones that do make fun of it.
Did they know what the paint was I was referring to? No. Geez, people. I KNOW you get many bloggers coming into your stores, many DIYers, and they will be asking you such questions and you don’t want to be uninformed.
So I have yet to use any of this paint you guys are so excited about.
Back to my light…
I’m sort of a klutz. So the fact that I got the jars all washed, though they don’t look it from all the “vintage scratches,” and up there without breaking anything is almost a miracle in itself.
I did have one glitch. A light bulb broke off inside one of the thingies. Luckily my SIL was coming by to take down the MODERN ugly mirror that I also hated, and that was heavy and literally falling out of the bathroom wall. And he managed to get the rest of the broken bulb out so I could continue with my light project. Thanks, Jeremy! You’re the best!
You couldn’t tell in the first photo of this colander, but there are kitchen cut out words all around it. Which is why I chose it to be a candle holder.
And I know you’re probably halfway wondering: “Why does she have two tables in there?”
First, I took one from another room and there was nowhere else to put it. And when faced with such a dilemma, I look for ways to make it work for me. I have plans for this little dining room with two tables. And there is something in one of the photos that is a clue… That’s all I’m saying. Let’s hope I can pull it off.
Country Sampler photo shoot day…12 days and counting. Gotta go!