With a mission.
To Ikea.
For furniture and other Ikea-like crap.
My friend B had just moved in with her boyfriend and their room was still very college boy like.
She was sleeping on a mattress. On the floor. With a Celtics blanket.
It was time for some changes.
My friend K had also just moved in with her boyfriend and needed some decorative touches to make the house a bit home-ier. Oh, and she had NEVER been to Ikea, B and I were glad to show her around.
We did just that.
Spending a record 5 hours in that damned store.
Here's what we ended up with...
Oh, and plus another cart. I don't know if I could have gotten all FOUR packed carts in the picture. Let's just say, it was totally successful.
B won the prize for most items bought including a bed frame, two night tables, a desk, desk chair and numerous (and I mean numerous) decorations. No more sleeping on the flour for this girl.
Oh, and she only spent 350. That's Ikea for you.
Also, the boyfriend, liked everything she bought, a complete added bonus.
K did quite well for herself too leaving with a bench with nice little storage boxes underneath, adding more seating for her main room and a beautiful picture for over the bed. Oh, and one can't forget the numerous decorative items. She was pleased and the boyfriend was pleased to see the items too (holla).
Now, I went too but as you know I really don't need ANYTHING for my apartment, as I have already decorated to a huge extent. But I'm not going to pass up a trip to Ikea, so I went to purchase a pepper grinder. Yes, a pepper grinder is all I really need right now. No, I didn't end up with a pepper grinder (didn't like their offerings) but managed to find some stuff for myself anyways...
First things first, the boy has been requesting that I fufill my promise to make him a grill table, you know so he can work his magic with ease. These requests are so frequent I forgot why I even promised, it couldn't because I like him AND his cooking, right? Well anyway Ikea furniture is usually self put together so, I figured I would use this loophole and consider the assembly to be making the grill table. Here's what I ended up with... I know it's not done I need to cut it down to the correct size and trim the four top posts but no more will I be berated about the damn grill table. Mission accomplished. (Oh, and he likes it too).
Bamboo, an Ikea classic that brings a little life into our previously devoid of plant greens room. Notice the really nice and classy blinds in the back... they are not my doing, promise.
A milk frother. For two bucks. Will it work? Will it just sit in the drawer? Who cares it's fun AND was only two bucks...
A new cover for my down comforter that often resides in the linen closet but is taken out when one is need of a good snuggle, is sick on the couch, is generally cranky, PMS-ing or just wants some cushiony loving. The print, found in the children's department perfectly fits the attitude of the blankets use...
Details, cute huh?
So that's the product of all our fun and games of Ikea and it's bountiful glory, unfortunetly this was followed by a bit of fear and anxiety for all of us as the little bit of twine that the non-English speaking Ikea man wrapped around the bed box on top of the car was a bit lacking. So we drove home going 50 miles an hour. Making frequent stops. Being generally nervous. In the end we stopped at an Eastern Mountain Sports (I know the employees, holla) and we got a kayak wrap that calmed our stressed nerves. Oh, but we still had Zanax and wine when we got home. It was just one of those 8 hour marathon crazy days, it was totally needed and justified.
But who am I to talk about justification I bought a children's duvet cover... I think I can pretend that almost EVERYTHING is needed. At least at Ikea...
