If we did, the fireplace would be filled to the brim and set ablaze. I was always the weird one when we went camping - I’d chop the wood, build the fire, and the smoke always found me (revenge or a gift from the spirits??). The feel and smell of the wood - the dynamics of it all just amazes me.
Your house sounds fantastic LurkMeister. Perhaps one day you will be able to get that woodowrking room finished.
The highlight of Christmas day was not opening presents or eatting, but helping Rico use the power screwdriver to remove the case on his harddrive so he could put in his new cd-rw Santa brought him.
Also, I discovered Sister number 1 loves power tools AND sister in law loves power tools too.