Some family. Some friends. It's worked out well, for the most part. The obvious thing is that we've got a lot more room in the house, so we have space for kids to run around without trampling adults or getting in the way of conversations. Our mostly-empty basement provided a perfect venue for a few rounds of "Duck-Duck-Goose," and nobody got hurt. OK, well... someone got kicked in the mouth, but that's a common D-D-G injury from what I can remember.
I still mostly hate our kitchen for anything more involved than microwaving. The stove is ridiculous. We did manage to bake some frozen pizzas in there, and we've reheated lasagna, but cooking at night is terrible. There are exactly four lights in the kitchen--one hanging monstrosity that creates a shadow on the stove when you stand in front of it, and three in the counter area. Two of those counter-area lights are florescent. I hate florescent lights. I mentioned a temporary fix for this problem in my last post--a clip-on light attached to the exhaust grille above the stove. I plan to take on this project over the weekend.
I also just hate the overall look of the kitchen. The color of the counters is awful--orange/coral.

We'd love to have a white kitchen with stainless-steel appliances. Recessed lighting. Faux tin ceiling. Maybe a gray counter. Perhaps a gray tile floor. Simple, clean, effective. It doesn't need to be fancy--it just needs to be pleasant and functional.
The kitchen is really the only bummer in the house right now. The rest of the place is full of little vignettes that make me happy. Like this one...

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