My other favorite part. The little study/nook, off the kitchen and dining area. One day I am gonna read a book in there in a nice big fancy chair....The other night we made a "blue" cake for Family Night. Which brings me to me least favorite part of the house....The beast.....It's a gas stove and I have never had one before. Well, when I was in Guatemala there was a gas oven, but I never cooked in it a whole lot anyways. Especially after someone left the gas on and a girl, Rachel, went to lite it and singed her eyebrows and the tin roof on our little house popped up. Never really cared for the things since. But now I have one. And supposedly they work really nice and people love them. I will admit that it heats up fast, but the thing scares me to death. It smells really bad and it always is setting our detectors off. I keep calling Sears to make sure it is working correctly and they say that they don't know much about gas stoves, so now what I am I supposed to do? They can't come out and look at it til next Thursday, so if it blows my house up before then, well, I guess that's that and I pray that we aren't home.
So that's my new house and we love it. :)