quiet night of particle board

[sistawendy]

You might notice from the time of this post that I'm not clubbing. Thursday night was my quota, maritally speaking, but after last weekend's wedding frenzy I'm suffering human contact withdrawal, even though I feel a need to recharge batteries and not have strife. Darn that inner conflict stuff.

On a related note, not even in the bowels of IKEA can quidditas escape me. Mmu hu hwaugh huh hah ha! We've turned our underused, underfurnished living room into the Wendling's play room and spiffed up the family room by transporting toys out of it and replacing the coffee table; I hope my skinky, change-averse boy doesn't feel as if he's been banished.

Comments

[josefinek.livejournal.com]

Yeah - it's amazing how you have to see at least one person you know in Ikea. I wlak along Broadway everyday; never see anyone. Ikea; guaranteed.

I bought a bunch of crap. Might return a bunch too. I think I'll look elsewhere for a big velvet couch; not as thrilled with the one I bought there.

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[sistawendy.livejournal.com]

If I remember correctly Alexia has a red velvet couch. Her place is very red & black gothic. It may be kitsch, but I love it.