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IKEA is crazy cool. Me, hubby, and my in-laws drove up to Cincinnati today to visit the latest IKEA store in America. It was just as great as I remember it being when we went in Austin last spring.
Today, we got new utensils and new plates, as well as a sofa cover, a bathroom rug, a cool kid toy for my youngest niece, a REALLY cool gift for my younger sister's b-day, tumblers, super-cool bar measure/shot glasses that look like they came out of a chemistry lab, and we fell in love with their new LED light fixtures, as well as their meatballs.
The number of Ohioans shopping in the store was formidable for a Tuesday afternoon. The place was pretty crowded; we found out from our cashier that today's numbers were NOTHING compared to Sunday afternoon's, where check-out lines were all open and people were ten or more deep.
It was a long drive, but really not much longer than the drive we made from Grand Canyon to Flagstaff, and certainly a shorter drive than when we lived in Utah and had to shop, which was a two-hour-and-fifteen-minute trek each way just to go to Wal-Mart.
Yeah. 2:15. Each way.
It makes me all crafty, as in...I want to create an entire living space that is my personal project that is outfitted from IKEA. I want to buy some land, build a fishing shack kind of get-away cabin, and get busy.
I always want to buy land, though. It is a perpetual state of my being--always has been, always will be. My husband asks me test questions sometimes, like..."So you want that huge ring?" Or, "Do you want a bunch of jewelry?"
My answer is always, "That's not the kind of real estate I'm interested in."
IKEA is crazy cool. Me, hubby, and my in-laws drove up to Cincinnati today to visit the latest IKEA store in America. It was just as great as I remember it being when we went in Austin last spring.
Today, we got new utensils and new plates, as well as a sofa cover, a bathroom rug, a cool kid toy for my youngest niece, a REALLY cool gift for my younger sister's b-day, tumblers, super-cool bar measure/shot glasses that look like they came out of a chemistry lab, and we fell in love with their new LED light fixtures, as well as their meatballs.
The number of Ohioans shopping in the store was formidable for a Tuesday afternoon. The place was pretty crowded; we found out from our cashier that today's numbers were NOTHING compared to Sunday afternoon's, where check-out lines were all open and people were ten or more deep.
It was a long drive, but really not much longer than the drive we made from Grand Canyon to Flagstaff, and certainly a shorter drive than when we lived in Utah and had to shop, which was a two-hour-and-fifteen-minute trek each way just to go to Wal-Mart.
Yeah. 2:15. Each way.
It makes me all crafty, as in...I want to create an entire living space that is my personal project that is outfitted from IKEA. I want to buy some land, build a fishing shack kind of get-away cabin, and get busy.
I always want to buy land, though. It is a perpetual state of my being--always has been, always will be. My husband asks me test questions sometimes, like..."So you want that huge ring?" Or, "Do you want a bunch of jewelry?"
My answer is always, "That's not the kind of real estate I'm interested in."
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