Mecca, the Promised Land, whatever you call it, I was there Friday.
The blue and yellow just beckon to me and invite me in.
Although I am neither pregnant, a foreigner nor a college student, I still love IKEA.
Where else can you and a friend eat well for $2.50?
Where else can you get a vegetable/parmesan peeler that is life changing?
(I got one in China as a memento of my trip, but I had to get another because I always use mine! What if it would break? How could I survive?)
Where else can you go that reminds you of so many happy memories?
As soon as I got home, I began to assemble my purchases. I don’t know why, but there is something so empowering and fulfilling about putting together a piece of furniture. I know that probably makes me completely unrealistic and a nerd, but it gives me a sense of accomplishment. I remember when Jen and I put together her whole library; every time I went in I thought about how I was part of it.
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What piece of furniture did you get?
I got a corner shelf and tons of other decoration stuff.
one time i bought the wrong size curtain rods. that was frustrating.
on the bright side, i love the hot dogs at the end of the checkout.
I agree - I love IKEA! We did do a great job picking out stuff for you... =) And I sure hope that sometime in the fairly near future we can meet up go there in Chicago to decorate MY house!
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