We don't have a dining room table. In fact, me and Corn as a unit have never ever shared a meal at a table located within the confines of our own dwelling. Is that weird? We always eat on the couch. No plates - just right off the couch. Is THAT weird? Corn wants to wait to buy a table (grand ideas about knocking down a wall downstairs first to create a big living/dining space - THEN filling it up). Me, I want one asap. I want to collect. I want furniture to pile on top of furniture in space we don't have, so we have to live vertically for a while - hopping from stack o' things to stack o' thing like spelunkers. Then, when we finally DO create the space (which we will but not for a while!), we will already have the stuff to fill it up, propah.
Anyway, it just so happens that there is a sale on at The Bay this weekend on housey stuff, including tables. So, hopefully we can check it out. I think we've also scrapped the idea of horizontal blinds (y'know, the wood slats) because we are too lazy to get the damn things sized and curtains are just so much easier and less asspensive (and easier for spelunkers to grab and swing from). Oh yeah--we also still have to paint. HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA! The idea was to do it this weekend. But I'm going to be working on Sat and writing, too. So, that puts the pooper on inhaling paint fumes this weekend. MEH!! Progress feels slow - like someone slapped a Denver Boot on my ass.
I DID however take a trip to Ikea with Kim earlier this week. Where we didn't find anything utilitarian, but I did manage to come out of there with an assortment of wicker baskets, candles and (another, much to Corn's dismay) decorative pillow (IT IS MY WEAKNESS!)
No, YOU shut up. It's a girl thing.
p.s. Rick - chocolate is my friend. I eat it every day (no lie). Gimme gimme recipe. NOW.