My living room is growing up

This weekend, not only did my mom and stepdad come visit, but they brought me FURNITURE!

Dude, I have a couch! AND a glider! It's almost like I'm a real live adult.

The glider was my grandma's and the couch was my mom's. Both are in excellent shape and both are begging for upgrades. I really want a fun-colored slipcover for the couch, but that might revoke my adult status.

If only Pippi was purple, I wouldn't think twice before buying this gem.

I love when my parents visit. Not only does my stepdad always help me with my "honey-do" list and my mom makes sure I have the things that I need (hello toilet paper!) but they're great company. I wonder if the teenage me would have ever suspected I'd be saying that someday. They're thinking of moving further south eventually and I'm really looking forward to it. Of course I do realize that probably 70% of their decision to move closer is based on the fact that my brother and sister-in-law will eventually have their first grandchild and they'll want to be close enough to spoil it on a regular basis, but still. I'm looking forward to it.

In running news: I can't tell you how much better my runs have been since the weather stopped being a bitch. Also, having the windows open in the house is awesome. I think this is the first time I've ever wished Summer would end based strictly on the weather.

Random Beauty and the Beast reference...FTW.

Also, my post-Hartford challenge arrived.

Thank you, eBay.

Excited doesn't begin to explain it. No, I'm not a masochist. Why do you ask? I have a feeling it's going to be a painful Winter.



Today? I have a case of the Mondays. How about you?