Host a Super Bowl party, serve some drinks and chili, and let the boys loose! Before you know it, there's a pile of shredded wallpaper in the hall and some men feeling darned proud of themselves. Destruction that makes the wives happy.
Mike and I aren't exactly NFL fans and couldn't care less about the Super Bowl, but it was a great excuse to invite a bunch of people over and test out the house's hosting capabilities. We spent a good portion of the morning trying to reconfigure the living room to maximize the space, because trust us--it filled up fast with our couches!
The funny thing is that hardly anyone spent time in there! Everyone gathered in the kitchen, except for one rug rat who spent most of his evening zooming around like a race car and then sliding giddily across the hardwood. Of course, some of the inattention to the TV could just be avoiding the pain of watching the Broncos fail beyond all reason.
It was awesome to have friends and family in the house, and the kitchen seems well suited for it. Toward the end of the evening as we were trying to nudge people out the door, Mike and two of his buds randomly decide to take on the main floor bath. We'd joked before about a house rule: every time you use that toilet, you've got to take a swipe at the wallpaper.
What's the cliche? Go big or go home!
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