on the fifth day

of Christmas my new digs gave to me:

a headache.
i can't find anything these days.

where are the curtain rods?

we ate our pride and push-pinned curtains to the wall.
Hayes has been getting up at the unholy hour of 7:30 am (usually 9:30) and something had to be done. Hayes is loving listening to Brite tapes lately. how retro of him!

and the wrapping paper?

paper towel wrap job with a washi tape bow.

thanks again to Aubry! who hand delivered 12 beautiful rolls of washi.

the only other person who understands the magnitude of finding washi tape in an actual store and not just online.

gratefully a trip to ikea should cure all that ails us.

curtain rods, wrapping paper, rocking moose & crusty cinnamon rolls (that smell amazing, but i always regret.)

 i especially love trips to ikea with Russ.

he gets into character and says all

the swedish names super loud & we get weird looks

and i have to do the cross-legged-partial squat-pee-stopper dance because i'm crying-laughing & the only bathroom was at the corner of Ecktorp & Karlstad we'd have to swim upstream like trout to get back there. 

have a great weekend my friends!

♡