All grown up

Two things happened this week that made me feel like a grown up:

1) Greg and I bought a dining room table and chairs. Yes, now we can host dinner parties. First I have to learn how to cook. I better learn fast - we're having my family over for Easter next Sunday. It's all very exciting because the dining room looks so different, versus before, when it had a ratty old couch and a crappy old table in it. Now we're fancy!

2) Greg and I had a raging fight about the yard, and what we are going to do with it in terms of planting grass, bushes, flowers, what have you. What kind of an old-person argument is that?!

3) When I was at Dunkin Donuts this morning, the woman behind me had one of those cell phone ear thingies and she was talking at the top of her lungs while in line and while ordering. And all I could think was - "How rude!" And it is. Seriously, who are we, as a society, that we think we're so important that we can't take five minutes out of our day to get off the damn phone and go into a restaurant, store, whatever, without yapping away? I hate that! Rude, rude, rude.