Thank you, IKEA

Germany is a lovely country. I have certainly enjoyed our time here and I'm so grateful that we had the opportunity to be here. But I'm ready to go home. One of the things I miss most about home is America's glorious commercialism. I want a Super Target or a drive thru Starbucks, and I want them a year ago. There just aren't many stores in Germany that sell what I want to buy--or at least I haven't found them yet. About 100 miles away, there is an IKEA--oh how I love this IKEA--I never was such a huge fan of IKEA back home. My tastes tend to be a little less modern than most things they sell, but because IKEA is one of the few places within a hundred mile radius (and just barely at that) that sells the kind of household goods I'm often looking to buy, the percentage of things that we own that come from IKEA is starting to get a little humorous. When my mother was in town in July, she would comment on various things around the house.
"Oh, I like this blanket! Where did you get it?"
"IKEA."
"Ooh, and this bookshelf is nice. Where did you find this one?"
"IKEA."
"And this rug--this is neat."
"IKEA."
You get the idea. Basically I'd say at least 70% of Evie's nursery is from IKEA. I'm really happy with the way it turned out. I didn't really do any shopping in the kid's section except for the crib and crib bedding, obviously. I don't so much go for all the cutesy baby stuff, but I still wanted it to be playful. It was a good project for me to work on in the final weeks leading to her birth. I hope she enjoys it as much as I do.