So, it's like Wednesday almost but let's talk about last weekend some more. It was both deeply satisfying and exhausting and I'm still recovering from trying to shove too much in to one Sunday but sometimes you have to maximize family time!
We had a slow start on Sunday getting packed for a trip up to Pike's Peak. So many articles of clothing to bring plus an extra few just in case! I'd been thrifting most of our snow gear weeks prior to moving but realized I'd returned a pair of darling snow boots of Ruby's and that Brett was bootless, too. To the thrifts it was!
There were two spots on our way to the mountain and Brett was happy to oblige me. I found boots for Ruby and snow pants for me (and a darling pink Pyrex casserole dish that I'll tell you a funny story about later) but nada for Brett. I think I told him I was heading straight for the snow boots section and he kind of rolled his eyes knowingly. When I came out with my bag he asked me what else I'd found and almost didn't believe me that the lone Pyrex was my only distracted purchase.
We headed out to thrift store #2 to look for his boots and again I said I'd be right back since our trip couldn't start until I was but I was pulled in to the siren song of all those aisles of dishware and came out with boots (hooray!) and a set of floral plates and a set of enamel camping plates (oh, and some fabric). Brett actually tweeted that everything he thought would happen just happened as I got back in the car. Ten years of marriage and that man knows me well.
Long story short, we got halfway up the mountain to check out a frozen reservoir and spent about ten minutes getting everyone layered up. As soon as we got back in the car they were uncomfortable and wanted to go home but I was determined to get as far up that mountain as we could, dangit. We made it 6 miles of road to the peak but the roads were closed to due inclement weather so I took a picture and we headed down to find a fun patch of snow to play in. Those cranky kids were both out cold within two minutes so we never actually made contact with much snow.
Since they were napping I talked Brett into driving to Denver on a whim so we could get the bed slats and mattress for Ruby's new bed from IKEA. I HAD GIFT CARDS! Burning a hole in my pocket, they were! We dropped S off in the kid zone and got Ruby situated in our cart to get on the elevator when I saw the sweetest mama with her new baby and three older kids. With baby fever still burning bright I asked her how new he was and then we realized we'd actually chatted on Twitter about school districts in Colorado Springs! It was fun and I was so impressed with this mama (Hi, Mindy!) braving IKEA with three kids and a new baby. Then she told us her husband just deployed and I wanted to cover her in gold stars!
We left two hours later with bed slats and a full cart. We ate the meatballs and mashed potatoes. We didn't even fight. Brett did admit he had fun but I don't know if I'll be able to get him to go with me again any time soon. IKEA on a Sunday is nutso.
I was thrilled to get home and finally put Ruby's big girl bed together. This one has a post of it's own coming soon in case any of you were curious about painting your own iron bed.
A busy weekend but a memorable one, nonetheless. Years of not having an IKEA handy has taught me to be resourceful when it comes to finding furniture, etc. from thrifts and fleas and garage sales and I'm really thankful for how it's shaped my taste and style. Now I can go in and find things that work with what we have and compliment our style. I'm a happy girl.
So, do you have an IKEA story? Big fight? More in your cart than you thought was physically possible? Making a friend? Do tell.
Bedding Details: Triangle quilt handmade by me, Tutorial in Home Ec E-Course. Afghan handmade by me. Vintage floral bedspread, thrifted. Vintage case, thrifted. Vintage iron bed, thrifted.