The Party Door

Our house has a front door. But no one uses it except the mailman. Almost everyone goes to the kitchen door (which is in the front of the house too). So, the front door is called the "Party Door" (the owner's kids so named it because it was only used when they had parties).

The key word above is "almost". Just when I think I have it down and go to the kitchen door when the doorbell rings, they have gone to the Party Door. So, when the bell rings, I pause for a second . . . hmmmm. . . which door should I try? We come in through the kitchen door but I can see the benefit of the Party Door. The entry has another door to the rest of the house, so you are not opening your house to the elements (think cold COLD weather). And you put your shoes and boots here when you come in. So what do we do? We put our shoes by the kitchen door. I wonder if it will change with the snow?

I decided to decorate the Party Door. See the little step? Larry made one for the front and back doors. I didn't need it for the front but the back door was a pretty big step down. Remember . . . I am the klutz of the house and he knew the back door would do me in. However, it wasn't the big step down, but rather his vision of me putting my hand on the door frame as I stepped down, realizing I was grabbing the door frame AND several spiders-letting go, jumping back, little scream, and then ending up on the ground. So, he decided that it was best that I didn't need to hold on to the door frame.

And I am getting used to the spiders. Fred has moved on and has been replaced by some rather large but interesting web builders. I have given them the back yard. However, if they come inside, well . . . let's just leave it to me saying they can have the back yard. :)