things i love about coming to my parents' house.

1) cooking/baking. i have lived in small, cheap apartments with poorly stocked kitchens for the last 7 or 8 years of my life. my parents, on the other hand, have remodeled their kitchen to be fit for a professional cooking show and don't have 20 year old thrift store utensils, so it is a pleasure to make culinary art here.

before (circa 2006):

after (i took this 5 minutes ago):

sorry i don't have a real before. my 'before' is more of a 'during'.

2) sleeping. i've slept in a twin size bed my entire life. after all the kids moved out, my parents decided it was time to upgrade. now when i come here i sleep in a queen size bed. sometimes i sleep horizontally, just because i can.

3) eating. especially in the last year, but mostly just the last however many years of my life, it is rare to have a real meal that i didn't have to pay money for or prepare myself. all of the above happens when i come here, and i love it.

4) driving. it's like going back in time. it takes me all of 3 minutes to get to the other side of town. no one is speeding past me and jumping in front of me at stoplights. no one is backed up on the freeway. no one drives a prius, so i feel super edgy and cool. miracle.

5) laundry. my parents have these super high-tech laundry machines. they play music when they're finished. they are clean. they are free for me to use. i love them.