There's no place like home
It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home. --Edgar Guest, "Home"
Today we went on a tour of ten neighborhood homes (With the exception of one, all Eichlers) that recently had been remodeled. This tour was put together by the PTA of our local elementary school as a fundraising event, and judging by the turnout, was a huge success.
Touring the homes was a lot of fun, mainly because we did it with another couple whom we really like. They brought their dad along and the five of us oohed and aahed over new bamboo flooring, master bedroom suite additions, and ultra hip and cool posmodernist kitchen make-overs complete with $100,000 worth of Aster Cucine Italian cabinets. Have you ever seen a built-in espresso maker? I have. It's neat.
But for all of the beautiful houses we saw, I can honestly say that my humble home with its DIY paint, vintage cabinetry, and lack of continuity because of an ill-devised--yet probably affordable--90s remodel is the most beautiful house I saw all day.