I'm a Big Kid Now

 Bonjour à tous! I am settled in my new house all nice and cozy. I've learned to be a grown-up since moving into my brand spanking new apartment. I learned to make oatmeal on the stove (and yes, it boiled over everywhere and I had to clean it up... pain) and I learned that you REALLY shouldn't mix whites and darks in the washing machine :( (RIP the white clothes that were in there).
Yesterday, Beatrice had to go to Paris and left me in the apartment alone. Catherine and I planned a cooking day, that way Beatrice couldn't see the mess we made... hah kidding.. kind of. We bought our own ingredients and came home after class to get to work... time goes by... blah blah blah... let's just say, Meghan had enough cookies to NOT be hungry for dinner... OR BREAKFAST.... OR LUNCH. I knew I was so full of cookies, but I missed my cinnamon sugar vegan cookies so much that I just kept needing to have "just one more." (And that "just one more" gave me the energy to run for an hour today... fueling purely off sugar). So maybe that wasn't so grown up, but everyone deserves a vegan cookie day I think. 
ANYWAY, despite that MISTAKE, I've been sitting ALL day planning the wonderful week I will have when GMA arrives!!! YAYYYYY. Sadly, EVERY Bucknell student is already on break (it started yesterday and everyone got the heck out of dodge). I've been alone for approximately 6 hours, and I'm already bored (ruh roh). 
I have some pretty exciting plans for when Grandma visits, and all this planning is really helping me learn the parts of Paris well. We are staying literally DOWN the street from the Louvre. No Big Deal. I might even try to get some running in along the Seine, seeing as how we are right there. I am so excited to have GMA come visit :) So far I have four days fully planned (breaks included don't worry- including a hot chocolate break that I heard is to kill for). Today I bought my train tickets to go fetch her from the airport and a ticket to come home with time to drop her off! So all is set! 

Meghan, the travel agent, planning away little travel plans 

On another note, my running gloves got stolen at the gym Wednesday... REALLY? Well, chick who now is the proud owner of purple striped FIVE DOLLAR H&M gloves, the joke is on you. They are over four years old, and have been sweated in and snotted on. Sucker.
And today, I found this AWESOME running store by my house and picked out really sleek black ones that keep my hands really warm. So HAH.