Three weeks ago tomorrow will be the anniversary of the discovery that my beloved Felt beach cruiser bike was stolen. The thieves also made away with Lula's bike but left the best of the lot – Hazel's new Specialized mountain bike. We replaced Lula's with a golden-orange Tony Hawk something-or-another purchased from the school auction. Which was a great deal because she needed a bike, the PTA needed money and Lula gets to be the kid that "whoa, YOU got the bike!!!!"
Now we can't keep the bikes parked and locked up in the garage anymore, because hello - they could get stolen.
So make way in the living room.
This is reminding me of when we used to keep our big TV in the fireplace. Digest that interior design disaster for a second and I'll brace myself for another round of discussion with my husband where he attempts to argue that this was indeed the perfect place to house said electrical device. Imagine a beautiful brick chimney with a fashionably decorated mantle and ESPN coming out of it's...
Which reminds me that we did join the rest of the free world and finally purchased a flat screen TV. We sold the fireplace Sony on Craigslist before we moved and had grown quite used to watching on the postage stamp sized TV that we used to have in our bedroom. Now the old little TV (with built-in VCR) lives in the living room too, right next to the bikes. I'm pretty sure Architectural Digest isn't going to come calling.