Ikea Ikea Ikea

Last week I had so many blog post ideas that I just did nothing. And then I may have lost my momentum. Oops.

One of the many marvelous things I did was take a trip to Ikea with Annie. Her new apartment came with negative furniture and supplies. I shall allow you to experience our adventure in pictures. Going in Ikea still always feels like an event for me. Maybe its leftover from the days we would drive up as a family to the store in Seattle, before they built the one in Portland.

The children’s rooms were magical. I don’t think we’ve really grown up quite yet… As it should be.

Annie’s favorite kitchen was the mini one.

I made it myself. Bald Eagle. Your favorite.

Sink’s broken.

Well, that’s ok, because that’s why we bought a home with two kitchens.

(Yes, we are movie nerds)

Annie’s afraid of spiders. But I really like this one.

The loot.

And then we made things. I made a table, Annie made a box.

I’m convinced that when I get a place of my own, it’s going to be all Ikea. It’s simple, clean and cheap. A wonderful combination. And it gives me a chance to eat delicious, delicious 99 cent mac & cheese.