Dreams Can Come True ...

Have I told you lately ... about my dream home? No? Ok, then allow me.

I want an odd number of acres. I want an old plantation house that I can fix up on my own that dons a wrap around porch with rocking chairs and swings. I want to paint the outside white with either black or red shutters. I want a breakfast nook to have arched french doors that open up to the porch so that I may dine with my family every morning with the fresh air surrounding us as we feast on crepes with fresh fruit and OJ. I want an upstairs master bedroom that is spacious with its own fireplace and enough room to house a California King bed with down everything, that my family will crawl into together to watch movies in. I want a laundry room with a red washer and dryer that's big enough to also do the ironing in. I want an oversized kitchen with top of the line appliances, with a big island right in the middle. I want my dining room table to be a vintage castle door made of wood or steel with some intricate royal design. I want a bedroom for each of my children. I want at least one guest room because friends and family visiting is a must. I want both a living room and den and either a studio for me or an office. I want windows everywhere that will allow me to open them every day for fresh air and sunlight. I want wood floors all throughout the house. I want a basement that will be turned into a theater room. I want it to look as if it is its own separate entity of the house. While I want the living area to be very rustic and homey, I want a theater room that is reminiscent of Old Hollywood. Pictures of Marilyn, Katherine, Carey, Ava & Bridget hanging on the walls with floor to ceiling selections of movies and games. I want a bar that looks like it is straight out of the movie "Tombstone" to sit in the corner of the room. I want my nearest neighbor's house to be out of sight, out of mind. I want at least 5o-some odd acres which will be home to horses, cows and sheep. I want a pond in the back yard for a family or two of ducks. I want a greenhouse/gardenhouse for my herbs and vegetables (but just the simple ones because I plan to get my veggies fresh from the local farmers market). Attached to the green/garden house I want a small yoga/dance studio because my family will be active and healthy. I want a separate area of the yard to have another garden. One with flowers and plants with a brilliant stone fountain in the middle with a gazebo and benches on either side. My house will have fresh flowers all throughout each new week. I want lanterns hanging from the trees closest to the house. I want an old brick mailbox at the end of a very long dirt or gravel driveway that a crazy postman (much like the one in Funny Farm) will deliver my mail to. I want a custom built playground in the yard, a tire swing and a pool in the yard for my kids because I want to raise them old school, appreciating Mother Nature and the joys and thrills of playing outside. We will ride horses together, feed the cows and sheep and in the winter play in the snow and build snowmen or snowwomen :) I want 3 cats and my list of dogs is as follows:
Laborador Retriever (2), Golden Retriever, Weimaraner, Bulldog, Bloodhound and Australian Shepherd. I would also like 2 sugar gliders and name them "Chip & Dale". Of course the kids will have little pets we rescue along the way - possibly a baby bird that fell from a nest and needed rehabbing or a squirrel or baby turtle. I want an open home. One that welcomes anyone and anything - except snakes and spiders. Those are out of the question. I want to spend my days cooking, baking, creating and raising my kids and family. I want to own a pair of rainboots and winter clothes. I want a barn for the horses, to stay when it is cold and/or rainy as well as the other farm animals. When I picture this part, I remember the movie "Babe" and how all of the animals congregated together in the barn. I love that. I want every room to be different, where you feel as though upon entering each one you are discovering a new place, and resembles nothing that you have previously been in before, only moments before. I want an attic that will be full of antique and vintage clothing that I will have secret ya-ya girls' nights in, playing dress up, drinking wine and reminscing about the days when we were younger and single - when all we had was each other. I want a fireplace in the den with a big fur rug to have candlelit dinners and family game night in front of. I want the living room to be more formal, with enough seating to accommodate our friends and family for dinner parties while the kids are downstairs keeping busy in the theater room or outside playing Forts & Castles or hide-n-go-seek. I want everything to be original, to be my own. I want it to be 'home'. My sanctuary. A place that when I come back from a beautiful vacation I can still be happy with, that will compare to where I have just come from.

This is my dream. Whether it becomes my reality, we shall someday see. I don't like to be told that its unattainable or unrealistic because it is in fact my dream and mine alone. Those that rain on my parade are only jealous because they don't have a dream of their own. In those famous words from "Blades of Glory": "If you can dream it, you can do it."