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Friends, IKEA, and colorful balls

After work and worship yesterday, went with Anne and Nathan to IKEA. Zoo. Absolute zoo. My main purpose was to get a replacement floor/reading lamp, but the one I wanted was out of stock (in a frickin' warehouse, no less). Still, I stocked up with guest slippers, silverware, a bathmat, closet curtains, and a cool blue thingy. By the end of our afternoon, I was completely exhausted and no good for company.

Still, good meatballs.

Felt good to be back at work today. I've been terribly moody about that lately, so it was nice to be productive and focused.

A leftover Christmas story: my friend Beth took a painting class this fall/winter, and decided to send cards featuring prints of her work. Her first effort was an attempt to make Christmas ornaments, "but," she said, "I just ended up with something that looked like colorful balls." Naturally (and immaturely), I burst out laughing. "I want one of those!," I said. "Because nothing says Christmas like colorful balls!" And now, a card rests on my mantle. Written inside:
Nothing says Christmas like "colorful balls."
She's the best.

On a separate note, my tongue is going to be bloody before this passes. I just know it.

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Claro que si.