
While Mike was at the Boy Scout Camporee this weekend (he is in charge of the 11 year old scouts, and is not super excited about it), I decided to surprise him by removing the flourescent lights in our kitchen. I was afraid he would be a little mad, but the fact that he didn't even notice they were gone until he happened to find the lights on the ground in our sun room, made me think it was ok. It looks better (we are still waiting for the air conditioning guy to bring the vent covers), just don't look too closely at my drywall patches. It was harder than I thought it would be!

























































