But what glorious junk it is!
Ikea™ is one of my favorite stores. I love, love, LOVE that place. It has everything. Unfortunately the nearest one is way north of me, about two hours. Hubby doesn’t much care for it because it isn’t solid-wood-to-pass-down-to-our-great-great-grandchildren quality. He also doesn’t like the hugeness of it. Or the crowds. Or the parking lot. About the only thing he likes about it is the view of the store from his rear-view mirror.
Anyway, I have been asking Hubby to stop there whenever we have a road trip up north, but invariably something happens to impede my wishes, be it by accident or design. Well, not this time! There is an Ikea™ on the west side of Houston and I am going to hit it like a screen door in a hurricane during my visit to my in-laws. And all for a few of these frames:
Why? Because they are perfect for collages, and gifts, and pictures, and all sorts of stuff. I had bought several while in Germany, and kept giving them away. So, it’s time to replenish my stash, and maybe pick up a few lamp kits and shades and perhaps some vases to alter.
Because change is good 😀
July 25th, 2013 at 10:30 AM
About the only thing he likes about it is the view of the store from his rear-view mirror.
I have enormous respect for your husband with regards to his service to this country….after reading that, however, my respect went up about 2.19 notches.
July 25th, 2013 at 3:11 PM
Men are all the same 😛
July 26th, 2013 at 5:37 PM
Agreed, RA. I made the mistake of replacing my comfy chair in front of my computer with an Ikea one. I thought “My old chair is near dead and this one is pretty comfy and cheap-cheap-cheap. Ok, I’ll take it.”
And it is cheap. And it has been the most uncomfortable hunk-o-sh*t ever since. I *loathe* this chair, and it hurts to sit in. A bad chair is as bad as a bad pair of boots or a crappy toilet seat. A real pain in the ass.
And in general I want something that lasts and isn’t little itty-bitty dust-sized pieces of wood glued together. So much furniture is now 93.7% glue.
So I guess you’re right, Aggie. We men are all the same.
July 26th, 2013 at 8:42 PM
Best computer chair I’ve ever rested my buttocks on belongs to a crusty old rancher/trucking company owner. Solid wood (takes most of the muscle groups in your body to move the thing, including your jaw. And yes…its on casters.), leather, and the seat is not stuffed with cheap foam…its got a firmness to it, but still gives just enough, kinda like those old ’50’s era chairs with the leather-covered springs/wire grid. It pops back into place as soon as you stand up, but is the most comfortable thing I’ve encountered. They say it cost him over $500, but you can add a zero to the end and I wouldn’t be surprised, its that comfortable. Ikea chairs? Man, they don’t even allow those in Gitmo. I think the idea for those things were drawn from rumors of medieval torture devices and the remains of a contraption found underneath a Ukranian gulag. The Marquis de Sade shed a single tear of joy at seeing the Ikea chair catalog.
Okay, I’m done now.
July 26th, 2013 at 10:32 PM
I will NOT buy a chair at Ikea. Swearsies!!
July 25th, 2013 at 12:01 PM
I like Ikea but trying to find what you want in stock or matching re dumb item numbers well that just sucks. Everything we have bought so far has held up real well.
July 25th, 2013 at 3:12 PM
I still have several items I bought over in Germany that have withstood the overseas move and three kids. I think Hubby is just picky 🙂
July 25th, 2013 at 9:10 PM
Sounds like you’ve become like Edward Norton in Fight Club, “a slave to the Ikea nesting instinct.” 😉
July 25th, 2013 at 11:03 PM
More like a slave to the Ikea framing instinct 😀
July 26th, 2013 at 2:12 PM
I have never been to an Ikea. I think I will keep it that way, for the sake of my wallet.
July 26th, 2013 at 5:39 PM
Laura – the meatballs are good, cheap, and plentiful. That was really the only reason I went there the first time.
July 26th, 2013 at 7:08 PM
I hear about their meatballs, too. I guess I should try it once 😀
July 27th, 2013 at 10:08 AM
They carry meatballs?!?
July 27th, 2013 at 11:08 AM
They sell them at the lunchroom in the store.
It is funny… You know they are cheap little nuggets of fat-enshrouded meat but… YOU CAN’T HELP IT.
July 27th, 2013 at 1:08 PM
Oooooooooooooh….the horsemeat vendor! Gotcha.
July 27th, 2013 at 8:40 PM
They are Swedish, not British 😛
July 27th, 2013 at 9:19 PM
You heard talk of a plant trying to open in the US for processing equine meat, right? I would totally eat horse pieces. Horseballs sounds less appetizing than meatballs though.
July 28th, 2013 at 12:42 PM
I would totally eat horse meat. It would be an improvement from the monkey brains.
July 27th, 2013 at 10:22 PM
Swedish Chef isn’t picky about ingredients. Herdy herp der flur!
LK: What….you’ve eaten at Taco Bell, right? Same stuff.
July 28th, 2013 at 12:44 PM
You mean Taco Hell™ 😉
July 29th, 2013 at 9:33 PM
I totally love Taco Hell ™.
I also like Mexican food, too. The two bear no relationship.
July 29th, 2013 at 10:11 PM
July 29th, 2013 at 8:58 PM
I had no idea you could get food there! Perhaps I should try to locate one…
July 29th, 2013 at 9:34 PM
Oh hell yes. If you don’t like the meatballs, please let me know. I am curious to see what you think.
Plus I would hate to have steered you wrong.
July 29th, 2013 at 10:12 PM
Not to worry. Laura has plenty of gin to wash out any bad taste 😉
July 26th, 2013 at 7:07 PM
Wise choice 😀
July 28th, 2013 at 8:38 AM
Change is good. Some changes are better than others. 🙂
July 28th, 2013 at 12:44 PM
A-freakin’-men to that 😀
July 29th, 2013 at 7:33 AM
The hot dogs in the snack bar are pretty god, and you can wash them down with lingonberry juice!
July 29th, 2013 at 11:45 AM
I can feel my waist expanding already… 😀
July 29th, 2013 at 9:36 PM
Cruel Wife said she would totally go with you to Ikea as a moral support thing.
July 29th, 2013 at 10:12 PM