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2012 is here. All of the planning, and cooking, and wrapping, then poof, the Christmas season is over. The weather is strangely warm and things are slowly getting back to normal. Normal here, means kids going in different directions, lots of driving, Jeff charged up about a creative venture, me trying to keep up with everyone-- while actively seeking ways to complicate life. That is what I do you know, I get things running nice and smooth, everyone happy, things under control, THEN I SHAKE IT ALL UP! My mother called me out on that behavior years ago. Of course I denied it then, but I can't help but admit it at this point. The evidence is overwhelming.

Have three boys and a home, sell it! Move to LA! Managing three boys, adopt a fourth, finally get in a house and get in a groove, get a dog, add a whole bunch of volunteer responsibility in there, launch a business or two, get everyone in school, get a job-- that requires travel, get another dog.... why not??? I can handle it , right?? It is how I roll. I wonder sometimes what I will do when all is quiet. What will I do when my boys are grown, and running their own lives. I don't think I would survive in the quiet. I need chaos to thrive. I believe that I was chosen to raise boys for that reason. I am happiest in a house full of people. I love to feed them, and make them feel at home, to make them feel loved.

Everyone should have a place that they feel like they can relax, let their guard down, enjoy the comfort of home. I love it when my house is full of kids (friends of every age 5-17) , full of family, people stopping in, the dogs going crazy (they are getting better behaved though, I must say). I hope my home will always be that place for the people I love.

So call me a little nuts, some people do. That is ok with me. If you want a little Rhodes crazy, stop over for coffee, or wine, depending on the time of day of course. If you come by on Friday, you'll catch homemade pizza night, on the weekend maybe you can join the Rhodes clan for a little friendly game of Texas Hold'em. Always crazy, rarely boring.

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