The place I can be completely free…the place I find complete and utter happiness…the place I can go where even if I mess up, I know I won’t be judged. My kitchen. It has to be my favorite room in the new house. After moving in 6 months ago, just yesterday we finally got everything hung up on the walls.  It’s starting to feel like I actually live here.

I took a little video tour of my kitchen, because why not? I have the technology (I can rebuild him – am I too young to actually know that reference?) so I might as well incorporate it into my blog.

Some highlights and lowlights:

- I love yellow. Yellow walls. Yellow trash can. Some yellow appliances. Accents? Lemons. I’ve been promised a lemon tree for the summer that I can then keep in the kitchen during the winter. I’m going to hold the husband to that. Don’t judge the yellow – it’s all part of what makes my happy place happy, dammit.

- I basically doubled my cabinet space from my old house so I’m sure I’ll redo my cabinet system another dozen times before I’m content. Having a lazy susan in the corner cabinet = big girl kitchen.

- I went from an electric oven to a gas one. I’m still having to tweak the way I cook. I know gas is supposed to be so much better, but for 30 years I’ve used electric. I’ve definitely had more than one snafu as a result.

- It looks like Pfaltzgraff Cloverhill Floral threw up in my kitchen. That’s because it did.  Back when my husband and I were still living in sin, my would-be sister-in-law worked at Pfaltzgraff and informed me my pattern was being discontinued. She proceeded to mail me 8 huge boxes of Pfaltzgraff,  sending me anything she could get her hands on in my pattern.  I have more dishes than I know what to do with. Therefore, many of them became decorative pieces.

- My “island” is pitiful. The only thing I disliked about this kitchen is that it didn’t have an island. Currently, I have a makeshift kitchen cart standing in as an island. Some day I’ll have a big girl island again. Some day…

Without further ado, I give you my kitchen. There’s no audio because my allergies are killing me. I’m not a big fan of my voice on tape to begin with, so there was no way I was going to talk while all nasally and stuffy. As I’m still waiting for my spiffy new blog domain name to be created, I haven’t been able to transfer to my hosted site as of yet. Because of that, this link to the video will have to do, rather than having it embedded into the blog. Once hosted, I’ll come back and revise. For now, see the video here.