Mood Lights · 29 August 2015
We got mood lights. For the kitchen.
My wife, The Mindboggling Mrs. Miyoshi, wanted to brighten up the kitchen with under-the-counter lights. We looked at the hardware stores and online, but never really found that perfect fit. There were puck lights and fluorescent lights and LED strips and a myriad of choices. They came in white light, not so white light, and colored choices. And of course, there were battery-powered, plug-in, and call-the-electrician-we-need-to-rewire-the-house choices. I was actually surprised at what The Mindboggling Mrs. Miyoshi finally liked.
When I first started looking into the whole under-counter lighting, I saw some multi-colored LED lights. I thought they were pretty nifty, but did not think that my wife would. So I just kept looking at the same old choices and kept thinking that puck lights were nice, but they did not really appeal that much to me. The Mindboggling Mrs. Miyoshi was about ready to strangle me since I had not made any decisions and because she wanted to light up the kitchen before the sun started going away for the winter.
Well, after turning over just about every stone and going to stores and websites, I finally took The Mindboggling Mrs. Miyoshi out of town to The Home Depot. They had about the same choices as our own local warehouse hardware store, but they also had a few different choices. We stood in front of these different choices and looked and debated and still could not decide. The thing that shocked me was that my wife thought the multi-colored lights were a good choice. The best choice.
After looking at the different choices and talking to somebody who worked there and asking her for other options (which led to the call-the-electrician choices), we finally decided. Actually, my wife said she was going to look around a bit and that while she was gone, I needed to decide. It was one of those, “I don’t care what you get as long as it is what I want and you ought to know what I want without me telling you” directives, which you know about if you are married. Thankfully, she did let me know that I ought to choose one of the multi-colored lighting options.
So I did.
We ended up getting the Sylvania Mosaic LED light strip. It is what might be called a flat rope light. (I remember DJs with rope lights that changed color or danced around to the music. In fact, there are videos online with those types of lights being used on houses for Christmas decorations. I know it sounds crazy, but I actually think about putting up those kinds of lights on my house permanently and letting them dance to the music on a nightly basis. But that is definitely another story.)
I installed that thirteen-foot long light rope under the counters when we got home. My wife acted like it was Christmas. Maybe it was a little like Christmas. Or some holiday.
The Mindboggling Mrs. Miyoshi tried all the different colors. She hit the green light button on the remote. Then the red light. Then the yellow light. She tried them all. She tried the fade and the flash and the Fourth of July button and the hallelujah button. (The last two are not really buttons, but they ought to be. The button that ought to be called Fourth of July button alternates between red, white, and blue.)
By the way, if you just heard somebody yelling, that was my wife. She was calling me a liar again. And she is right. After all, I was the one who pushed all the buttons. She tried the fancy buttons, but I made sure to push each and every button.
When all was said and done, we got more lighting under the kitchen counters. The LED rope lights did the trick. They gave us more light and they gave us a little treat. They are not really like the lights from the seventies, but they are mood lights to us. And if you can believe it, we installed those mood lights in our kitchen.
© 2015 Michael T. Miyoshi
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