Meg's new addiction

Yesterday I discovered possibly the most awesome of all places to shop:

IKEA.

There was nothing in that store that was not absolutely fabulous. And dude, I could afford like...50% of the crap in there. That's saying something. Because right now I am not exactly rolling in the money.

We went there just to get a bookcase, but ended up with:















Plus some other stuff like very nifty boxes, magazine holders, a new coffee mug, and bedsheets (which nearly had us strangling each other).

It was also nice to see his parents again (I love his folks, they're made of awesome). His mom is such a hoot.

The apartment is in various stages of being a complete disaster area. Although with the new bedsheets and the bookcase in the bedroom, it's actually not so bad. Space is getting scarce, but still.

I have a new chair! Which is fabulous and not at all uncomfortable and way better than the one I did have.

Further proof for the theory of evolution...

I find the act of watching The Boy assemble furniture strangely exciting. It's like the sex points go up when he does stuff like this.

I'm wondering if a long, long time ago there were cavepeople like this.

Ugg: Ug bring pretty furniture for cave. *grunt grunt* Ug put together. *chest beating*

Uggette: Let's make babies!