Three Things Thursday ...

Baby Face -  Today got off to an epic start. Just after 1 a.m., my sister gave birth to the cutest, chubby-cheeked boy, I've ever seen.

M Dubs, 8lb 9oz, 21"

Although the delivery wasn't what she hoped for, everyone is healthy and that's all that really matters. The girls are so excited to meet their new cousin and I can't wait to cover him in a million kisses.

Upgrade Anxiety - Right before (like 8 hours before) we left for RI last month, our dishwasher died. Like refused to turn on, died. It was exactly how I wanted to start my vacation. Because I LOVE washing an entire load of dishes by hand at 9 o'clock at night.

When we got back, we immediately went out and found a replacement and while we were at it, we figured that we would also replace our old microwave (a first step in our kitchen renovation). If we bought both, we would get free delivery and haul-away, so it just made sense.

But somehow, the day we ordered everything, just so happened to be the day a 60" Sharp Smart TV was on serious discount. And somehow, J managed get that thrown into our order as well. (Note: I'm not really bitter about this. We were going to get a new TV this year. I just wasn't planning on it so soon.)

This morning, everything was delivered and although we asked for installation, the salesman failed to add that to our order. So, here we are, left install everything ourselves. Not a huge deal. We managed to uninstall all the old appliances and are pretty confident that we can install the new ones (at least with YouTube's help). But, since they came midday and J couldn't stick around to get everything done, my house is in disarray. And it's making me crazy anxious.

J thinks my distress is funny. I have to disagree. Sure, my distress is irrational, but funny. Nope. Not one bit.

Run Fun - As I mentioned before, 2014 is about to be the year of the run. After two years of running 2, maybe 3, days per week, I am stepping up my game. This week is the first that I have four days of running on my schedule in a long time. And despite my fear that this increase in running was going to epically suck, it really hasn't. In fact, I'm kind of loving it.

Sure, I'm not as fast as I used to be and obviously, any distance over 6 miles scares me, but I know that in no time, I'll be throwing out my old favorites, "I only ran 15 miles today," and "That was my easy pace." And that, my friends, is total awesomesauce.