We need a party, I decided. In my former life as a publisher's wife, I had many parties. Adrian and I would invite all the "cool kids" to our parties and shun the pompous hoitie-toities. We had a blast. But, having a big New Year's party would require everyone coming to our house. Ugh. I just couldn't see it.
Having given up hope of ever wanting to entertain people here, I turned our dining room into a sewing room and the main living room has been transformed into the kids' room. So the only area left was the kitchen/family room with its tiny stove and ridiculous dwarf couches.
I did have that rockin' fake fireplace, though, so there was still hope. Adrian, ever the diplomat (even before the new job) reminded me that people don't care at New Year. As long as there is food and alcohol, they will be happy. So, it was decided. We were going to have people over. Lots of people, and each of them would be bringing children. So, we began inviting the cool kids.
And, the additoin of my faux fireplace
Still working on these :)