Hello, handsome, where've you been all my life?
The new couch is here, and seriously, if it were legal to elope with a piece of furniture the couch and I would be on our way to Vegas by now. It is comfy and gigantic and my living room looks a little bit silly with this big piece of furniture in it, but I'll do some rearranging today and hopefully the people that want the old couch will come and get it this afternoon. And then I'm never leaving the new couch again. It's a good thing I went out last night to a dinner party at the French/Harrison residence (and played a lot of Pictionary, too, because that is how I roll), because from now on if you want to see me I'll be holding court on the new couch. Bring snacks.
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