The happiest place on Earth
Where else can you go with a smile plastered on your face, run around giddy and sing and dance? Ikea. That’s where.
After a lovely breakfast at Eat ‘n Park (it’s the place for smiles, you know) we were driving on 28 and I said to Matt how I wanted to get some frames for Claire’s AWESOME artwork. Clearly, I’ve birthed the next Picasso. So I casually suggested we go to Ikea. I mean, since we WERE on our way and all…and he said, “Sure, why not?” (Note: we were about 2 miles from home and 15 miles from Ikea. You do the math.)
If it weren’t for me being behind the wheel, I would have done a double take. I usually have to beg. Typically a trip to Ikea has me saying, I want this and this and this and this…oh and this, too! And he says, “Um, no.” Then my hopes and dreams are shattered and I leave with a lamp and bamboo.
We got to Ikea and here’s the scene: Me with my permasmile, Claire hop-hop-hopping, Matt looking optimistic and Luca ‘flying’ on Matt’s shoulder. (Flying is where he will put both his arms out and bobble on his belly high up on a shoulder. It looks like he just jumped out of a plane.)
Claire and I chased eachother through the displays, we jumped on beds, we danced to the music, we toured the bathrooms and kitchens that are better than ours and basically ran amok. Matt and Luca were much better behaved.
I filled my cart with frames, prints, a picture rail, a clock, more frames and a lot more prints. It was a beautiful thing.
At this very moment I am sitting on the couch surrounded by my purchases. I feel warm and fuzzy like Christmas morning. When the kids wake up from their naps I plan on going to town…I can’t wait to see how everything looks all prettied up on the wall! (I know, I’m still giddy.)
Thank god the Steelers don’t play until tonight. That means I’ll have a third of Matt’s attention to get this done. Damn you fantasy football for taking the other two-thirds. But it seems to be a fair trade off: Matt gets his football, I get my Ikea purchases. And THAT ladies and gents is what marriage is all about!