Be my guest

J.R. and I have our first house guests coming tonight, and I admit I'm a little nervous. Not because Lisa and David are picky or difficult, but because they are the first real visitors to my new place. We've put a lot of work into making it a home for the both of us, and a fair amount of work remains to be done until I'm satisfied. (I still want to get some paint on the walls, and what do you think of these drapes?) But all in all, I feel like I live here now, which means if someone doesn't like it, I can't just blame it on J.R.'s former bachelor status -- though I may try.