i went to catholic school most of my life and as such i believe i have a pretty good visual on satan, and satan, i believe runs ikea.
the kids are still in canada with my parents at "nana and grampa camp" - a high octane week of total merriment where my parents pretty much do a years worth of "we should do that with the kids" in one week. how lucky are we! i know you feel happy for us, really. i however usually loathe people with oh so helpful grandparents who whisk kids away and the adults have a night out with no counting hours drunkenly in car trying to figure out how much to pay.......anyways. also, know that i am crafting some witty reflections on our trip to canada - the first leg (we are going back on saturday for another week bc frankly my mosquito bites have healed and i am in alcohol withdrawal) was divine and full of all sorts of gong show (thanks to kristi for coining that) behaviour, family and fast boats ( all motorized for moi)
....so back to satan. inspired and emboldened by furniture experience with carrie (we put together 8000 pieces of cost plus misc that mike ordered after consuming too much wine), as well carrie put together a kick ass bedroom for her boys from ikea so i thought me casa e tu casa. i get to ikea and it is packed. i have always mused that you could use ikea like a preschool, have a little lunch (swedish meatballs are delish) browse ect and the ball room was in fact mayhem. i however went right up the escalator and frankly somewhat enjoyed my shopping experience. even packing my own flat bed and dumping it in the parking lot and running to get my car before someone stole my stack or ran over it, i smiled and hefted it into my car. i get it home and some of it into my house and start to build. i think i can do this! i am very intentional, i read and re read. the bookshelf is all together and i go to slip the back in and low and behold i have put the fucking shelves in the wrong place - wtf. of course mike comes home at this point and chortles. i walk away from the shelf and start on the drawers for the desk...i am not kidding i start at 5, have a quick dinner and am back at it (while watching nurse jackie which is great although jackie's hubby is miscast i believe - a tad too young) at 11 - yes 11 i put the drawers in and they do not fit!!!!! vika furusund i curse you. you know those cute/quirky pics of the ikea designers they have all over the store, the ones that say - i love simplicity, i have a bed and a couch and a funky lamp and am v organized and speak 5 languages - they are satan's minions. they work with him to craft this furniture so poor unsuspecting folks like me who are just trying to save a few bucks and not spend $500 on desk at pottery barn kids for an 8 year old buy it and self destruct- - why why why!! but i shall persevere! i will not succumb! i am going to build this shit if it takes me the rest of the summer and frankly i suspect it will......
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