Ikea
I would venture to say that shopping in the world of mattress pads is nearly as complicated as underwear shopping. I've done on-line research, I've been to Blood Bath and Beyond and Target and Costco (with Middle! on a Saturday! WHAT WERE WE THINKING?) and finally ended up at Ikea with Youngest.
As you may remember, it was Youngest who was in search of a softer bed....
In the meantime, G had asked me to check out recliners - so, with that in mind, and a yen for cinnamon buns, Youngest and I set out.
You really need two cinnamon buns to properly judge the comfort of a chair.
One sweet treat later, he was very unhappy with this chair.
Couldn't make it RECLINE.
Ugly. Hard. Expensive.
Youngest votes for the giant plum-colored sectional.
She looked FABULOUS, but her daughter was on to me. Me and my kinnearing.
That's my weekend house. On the beach. It has dozens of bedrooms so feel free to invite yourself for a couple of days.
The closet of my dreams. My RL closet is minuscule.
When Oldest was a baby, K and I drove two and a half hours to the nearest Ikea for bedroom furniture. No one knew about Ikea - it was a new concept. We bought two tall dressers, a desk a book case and two short dressers and packed it all into our Honda with just enough room for tiny Oldest in his car seat. We re-named him Plinth, because we had never heard of one. The furniture has served us well but several of the drawers are being held together with duct tape and, after 22 years, I'm kind of tired of looking at it all.
The problem of the uncomfortable bed was easily solved.
And I bought a cheap picture for over the fireplace.
What's especially funny about me purchasing this particular picture for over the fireplace is this:
one of the first photos Middle has uploaded to his new flickr account this morning. Its title? Typical.
Yes.
As you may remember, it was Youngest who was in search of a softer bed....
In the meantime, G had asked me to check out recliners - so, with that in mind, and a yen for cinnamon buns, Youngest and I set out.
You really need two cinnamon buns to properly judge the comfort of a chair.
One sweet treat later, he was very unhappy with this chair.
Couldn't make it RECLINE.
Ugly. Hard. Expensive.
Youngest votes for the giant plum-colored sectional.
She looked FABULOUS, but her daughter was on to me. Me and my kinnearing.
That's my weekend house. On the beach. It has dozens of bedrooms so feel free to invite yourself for a couple of days.
The closet of my dreams. My RL closet is minuscule.
When Oldest was a baby, K and I drove two and a half hours to the nearest Ikea for bedroom furniture. No one knew about Ikea - it was a new concept. We bought two tall dressers, a desk a book case and two short dressers and packed it all into our Honda with just enough room for tiny Oldest in his car seat. We re-named him Plinth, because we had never heard of one. The furniture has served us well but several of the drawers are being held together with duct tape and, after 22 years, I'm kind of tired of looking at it all.
The problem of the uncomfortable bed was easily solved.
And I bought a cheap picture for over the fireplace.
What's especially funny about me purchasing this particular picture for over the fireplace is this:
one of the first photos Middle has uploaded to his new flickr account this morning. Its title? Typical.
Yes.
Comments
It looks great in beach house clothing, though!
We finally bid adieu to some of the first furniture we bought there - the drawers were not, shall we say, "holding together" anymore. We had so much cheap IKEA to start us off that we dreamed "someday, we'll have only non-IKEA furniture!" We are not there yet.
I think the Swedish lunch was the best part.
Paola
jbhat
I saved a ton of money. I know I did.
PS-When we first got married, our dining table was from Ikea--it cost us $65--which felt like a lot. We sanded it and stained it, and made it look presentable. Now it's the kids' computer table. It's been with us for the last 15 years. I'd say we got our money's worth.
(evil laugh)
And LOL about the photo, I love what he named it.
Here's a cute story. I was watching the movie Billy Elliot and had some questions. I went ask.com and one of the sites I was directed to was the blog of a Scandinavian guy going to school in England - Durham, like in the movie. He just went to Ikea, in Durham, last week. He got terribly homesick, awww. Check him out, he's funny
http://disfordurham.blogspot.com/
My secret word was "buntmam"
ErinH