Ikea virginity and more

I went to Ikea on Saturday for the first time in my life. An experience never to be forgotten, especially because I bought an "as is" bookcase without making sure it fit in the car. We had to call our friends Kate and Jake to come rescue us. It was great, and we had a romantic double date at the Ikea cafeteria, overlooking the extensive parking lot. Along with my bookcase, I picked up two pillowcases, one yellow, one green. Ikea inspired me to de-clutter my life. But really just my room. I'll give you a few visual treats of that, too.

 And I most certainly did.

 Here's some of my de-cluttering and decorating in action.

It's been a rough few days for me here in Utah. But, tonight made it all OK. I made dinner with the boy and after having my mouth explode with the many taste sensations of "CrackCocaine Chicken" (his title for it, I prefer "buttcrack chicken") and leaving with a very content stomach, I came home and was able to sit and laugh with roommate and company. It's been just what I needed. Now, I'm off to rest my little head on the heavenly joy of my pillow and memory foam.
 

 (We were supposed to make it together, but boy the Nazi chef barely let me peel the potatoes or rinse the tomatoes. His meticulousness can be quite endearing, though.)

Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight.

 

(Post soundtrack: 'I don't know what to do' by Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson

and '4 and 20' by Joss Stone...look 'em up, they're stellar.)