Our home is a two story, Swiss chalet looking behemoth with a VERY high, VERY slanted roof. This is a picture of it from the road out front:
You see the top of the roof line, above those three triangular windows? Well, my hubby likes to illuminate that roof line. And, since a bad knee makes it difficult for him to accomplish this task himself, he has taken to bribing my stepsons to do the job. The bribes usually include me cooking them dinner and a few greenbacks exchanging hands. Hey, they are starving college students. So this is the site that I came home to the other day:
Normally, I stay in the house while all this is going on because I simply do not have the nerves required to watch. Let me tell you, I almost had a heart attack!! The pictures are not the best as hubby took them himself but they do portray the hair raising aspects in good order.
So, what did I do? I said a quick prayer to whatever higher forces happened to be listening, then I went inside to start dinner and pour myself a little liquid courage in the form of some Southern Comfort and Coke. All better...