the sexiest before & after ever

Intrigued?


Excited?


I’m not sure you’re ready for this awesomeness …


I mean, I’m pretty sure this is the post that will send me and my blog viral …


… taking over the blogosphere viral …


… moving beyond the internet and into mainstream media viral …


My phone will be ringing off the hook viral.  The Ellen Show?  Of course I’d love to be a guest.  Nate Berkus?  What?  What’s that?  They’ll renew you for another season if – and only if -- me and my viral before and after kicks off next season …



Oprah?  Is that really you on the phone? And what?  You’ll come out of retirement and resurrect your morning show just so me and my viral blog post can be a guest.  And not just for one segment.  Or one show.  But you want me for the entire week …



And then the floodgates open … book offers … the it all started with paint magazine …

…the it all started with paint talk show …

… it all started with paint: the movie …

… and then …

… and then ...

*phew*

 Now I’m worried I may not be ready for all that awesomeness …



But I can’t hold back now.  Not after all the lead up.  Working you all up into a crazy frenzy.



Without further ado … ta da!





The garage before and after.



That’s right.  We tackled the garage. 



Now to the naked eye, the changes may seem subtle.  I mean, it is a garage after all.  It’s supposed to be dirty, right?

… although, my father’s garage sparkled.  As in you could eat off the floors sparkled …

But it’s a pretty dramatic change to my husband and I considering we have never once cleaned the garage since we moved in 17 years ago …





… and I swear up and down and back and forth that half the stuff in there was left by the previous owners …





The cleansing process was interesting, to say the least.  There were a lot of “good thing we’ve saved (fill in the blank) for all these years …”





… with the filled-in-blank including everything from “that 1998 People magazine” …



…  to “that  piece of paper from Sam’s fifth grade science fair board” …





… to “Molly’s baby bike helmet” … to“those ugly plastic planters complete with dead plants from 10 years ago”…




And there were many, many “what in the world is that thing” questions …



And a few “is this paint can still considered a toxic material if the paint is not just dried up … but actually fully evaporated?”



And at the end of the day, I was thrilled when we uncovered this …





My Jim Beam jean jacket that was personally given to me by Booker Noe (RIP), Jim Beam’s grandson.  When I was a working girl, Jim Beam Brands Co. was a client … which meant lots of trips to Bardstown, KY and hanging with Booker on his front porch while eating rich and caloric Kentucky bourbon-laced meals …

… but that’s a post for another day.

So now you can start pinning and tweeting and FB sharing and Google plus-ing and stumbling and tumbling away …

… I promise I won’t forget you when I hit the big time!

Let’s keep in touch … 

P.S. Oprah, Ellen, and Nate - send me an email and I'll hook you up with my direct line ...