H is most definitely for home--my favorite place to be. I've said it before: A day spent entirely at home is just about as good as it gets for me. Especially if I can stay in my pajamas!
It's funny...but every house we've ever lived in has been my favorite up to that point. They've all been different and I've loved them for all different reasons.
When we first got married, we lived in a teeny, tiny apartment on campus. We were students at Whitworth College in Spokane, Washington, and the married student housing was pretty limited. We had an apartment out in The Village--a group of old dorms set back up against the woods to the north of campus.
When we first moved in the dorm was empty, so we had the whole building to ourselves. Then it became a boys dorm--so we spent a lot of time in the bathroom late at night banging on the wall to make the guy next door stop playing the electric guitar at full volume. But that's another story.
The apartment itself was two rooms--a living room with a tiny deck and a bedroom. There was a very small bathroom too--and the kitchen was about the size of a coat closet and tucked off the living room. I had no idea how to cook when we moved in--and then learned to cook in that little kitchen, producing my first Thanksgiving dinner that used every surface and every dish we owned. Even in such a tiny space, we entertained a lot.
(Yep, that's the whole kitchen back there! It didn't even have a full-size fridge, but a half-size dorm fridge. And though it had four burners on the stovetop, you'd have to use doll-sized pots if you wanted to use all four burners at once!)
Since then we've lived in other apartments, a townhouse, and houses in France, Colorado, and in California. But really, no matter where we live or in what we live, as long as we're together it will be home.
Oh Joanne I can relate to the tiny apartment too. We lived in an apartment similar to the one in the picture. The kitchen was exceptionally small. But I have many fond memories of that wee little place.
I agree a house is just a house but it's being with the people you love that makes it a home!
How exciting that you have lived in so many different places.
Posted by: erin s | September 04, 2007 at 10:47 PM
I, too, love a day spent entirely at home. Days like that are rare for me during the school year, and that's probably why I LIVE for snow days! And probably why summer is my favorite season.
Hey, I read your comment about NavPress. My husband never actually worked there, he just did tons of freelance work for them, and he knows so many great people there too. Actually, two of his current bosses are former NavPress folks. So yeah, we should talk sometime. We probably have some common friends in the publishing world.
Posted by: Meredith | September 04, 2007 at 11:15 PM
I am a HOME person, too! There's no place I'd rather be especially when my Sweetheart is at home.
What I like more than the miniature kitchen, is that you have the table set with such beautiful china. I'm sure that was standard in each dorm room, right? :)
Actually, I did take an entire tea set to college with me, so....
Posted by: Kimberly | September 05, 2007 at 12:15 PM
Toben sure looked a lot different before you learned how to cook! Gabe too!
Posted by: Marla Taviano | September 05, 2007 at 12:41 PM
Look at you guys! I'd love to see a picture of "doll-sized pots." Just kidding! I bet those were some wonderful years with great meal memories.
Praying for your day!
Love,
Holly
Posted by: Holly Smith | September 05, 2007 at 02:16 PM