I am bursting at the seams with motherly pride and words fail me . . . well, almost.
Last night, I opened an email from Grant, my one and only kid, and what I saw brought a tear to my eye. I was shocked . . . stunned . . . amazed . . . in complete and total awe!
Perhaps I should back up just a little and set the stage. Grant and Kristen were married last May at a lovely wedding out in our yard. Then in July they bought a house -- a great house, but a real fixer-upper in many respects. They lucked into an incredible deal, in the exact community they thought they would never be able to afford.
The house is in an older neighborhood - well, I say older, but actually the houses are considered "Mid-Century" in age and style - not unlike me! The location is close to both of their jobs and everything else they need or want. They are probably the youngest homeowners in their neighborhood, by about twenty years, but consider themselves very fortunate to have so much going for them in their "starter" home. So do we!
Just one hitch. There's always a hitch, isn't there? The house needs a little - oh heck, a lot of work. The previous owners, the couple who also own the store where Grant is a manager, had moved out of the house a few years earlier and were in the process of remodeling it. But, when they heard Grant and Kristen were looking for a house in that very town, they offered them an excellent price, "as-is". That suited G & K quite nicely, so they jumped at the opportunity. Ah, the optimism and energy of youth!
Now you know, and I know, that remodeling = $$$$ + work. Grant, who has an indomitable can-do spirit and Kristen who has an impeccable fashion sense and eye for color, got involved right away designing a true gut-it-and-start-over kitchen. Grant did it on the computer, and it was beautiful - very impressive. The mother in me could not help but suggest Grant might want to start his own kitchen design business - it was that good!
But, as we also know, if you want to gut a kitchen, you need nerves of steel, a good marriage and a pot full of $$$$! Without that pot full of money, you gotta go with the first two and throw yourselves into your own "renewal" project, while you wait to save up for the whole "gut-the-kitchen" remodel project.
Old Mid-Century BEFORE kitchen, complete with orange Formica counter tops!
New Twenty-First-Century kitchen AFTER homeowner sweat-equity + some paint, some hardware, some appliances, and some hard work. WOW! What a difference!
And if you happen to have some mid-twenty kids of your own, you'll appreciate the best part of the newlyweds-buy-move-renew project - the parents have not had to lift a finger to help! Unless you want to count all the years spent of cleaning up Lego buliding blocks by the thousands for a budding kitchen designer.
We are so proud! Now where's my dinner invitation? I want to see what they can cook in that enviable kitchen chock-full of Williams-Sonoma wedding gifts.
Do you remember your first kitchen as newlyweds? What were you cooking then? How soon before you invited your parents to dinner at your house?