
Ok, those of you who know me, know that I love IKEA. It's more than love really. It your typical obsession. Yesterday, I spent alot of money there. But I don't care. I don't think I will stop until 95% of my house is fully furnished with the stuff. I don't know, I don't really enjoy building all this myself, but its so affordable, and cute, and well, they had me at hello back in 99. I had gotten a book from a college friend, and loved it. Then I moved to Denmark, and there was one in my hometown, and I basically fell in love. Heck I would drive a good 8 hours to Chicago or 5 to Philly just to shop there for a day. I would rent a hotel room, shop again the next day and drive home. I just bought a glorious new table and chairs and I'm more in love with them. I love furnature that makes you want to use it. you know? i just i'm in love. The first thing I did when I found out we were moving to Germany was to google how close the base was to the nearest IKEA. 20 minutes? yep. I'm in heaven. that's my new table and chairs. My reward for finishing my comps. :) hehe