So here's what happened: I bought this unbelievably awesome, though very discolored alabaster lamp at a thrift store in Jeffersonville. For $20.00! If you're not familiar with alabaster lamps, maybe you don't know that they typically sell for about $75-$125.00 a pop so you can imagine I was pretty chuffed when I came home with this lamp for a mere $20.00. Albeit, my dad did spend a fair amount of time working on it with a brillo pad to lessen the yellow-ish patina (this is an example of bad patina) which my mom speculated came from years spent in a pro-smoking household.*
But after a fair amount of polishing, the lamp was significantly revitalized, and I was pretty darn sure I wanted to put it in my living room, on that god-damn console. Which still didn't have an electrical outlet behind it. But today, I was not to be deterred. With determination in my eyes, I decided to do the extreme. Let me just make a disclaimer now- this quite possibly falls into the "unrecommended" category, so read this story, laugh at my insan-o photographs, but you probably should not add it to your "to-do" list without consulting a professional (psychological), an electrician, and/or your insurance agent.
Can I emphasize again that this is NOT how this should be done? I should hire a PROFESSIONAL electrician to install an outlet in our living room. But that would be the reasonable, typical method and THAT just ain't my style. : )
So, I drilled a hole in my living room floor, set up my beautiful alabaster lamp, took this gorgeous photograph, and then went upstairs to do some jumping jacks.
Yes. I said jumping jacks. I was doing jumping jacks because I was planning to go to the gym this afternoon, but then I went to this crazy inflatable bouncy castle play-space with Julian instead, which was awesome but not as good for my glutes as the gym...
So after finishing my brief stint with exercise (cut short by my desire to test out the clamp lamp ASAP) I came down and moved my brand-new antique alabaster lamp into the dining room, where it also looks fantastic and really lights up my taxidermied fox!
Then, I set the clamp lamp up in the living room, which is where it now resides, delightfully illuminating my stuffed pheasant and my miniature house. Which are both sitting pretty on my Freeman's console... Obviously.
All in a day's work!
Though there's no saying what will happen tomorrow, based on the amount of lamp movement that's happened in the past 24 hours.
*This really makes me want to take a second. If this is what second-hand smoke does to MARBLE, can you imagine what that person's lungs look like? Yo. That's serious.