The Ikea Trap, A Pair of Owls

As already discussed, we had an Ikea expedition earlier in the week. We needed a table for The Beach House and a few other bits and pieces. Those Ikea people are super clever as I couldn't resist turning a table and a few bits and pieces into a couple of huge trolleys full.  Ikea have perfected the art of making me feel that I do need new placemats, ice cube making trays, coat hangers and colourful bendy drinks straws. And I fall for their cunning plan every single time... Fortunately I only go to Ikea once a year,  otherwise things could get ugly.

Anyway, as well as the dining table (which has already hosted a few fantastic meals with friends), I managed to persuade The Farmer we needed this.

New Ikea Side Board Thingy

And I was right.  We did need it.  Those board games desperately needed somewhere to live.

The problem with Ikea furniture is putting it together.  I think that before getting married, a couple should be locked in a room with a flat packed Ikea wardrobe, a cordless drill with a slightly flat battery and those wordless Ikea intructions.  If they come out in four hours still talking to each other and with something resembling a piece of furniture, they are good to go.

Do Not Pass Go, Do Not Collect $200, Do Not Call Ikea

After quite a few years of marriage, The Farmer and I assemble Ikea furniture like pros.  This time Farmboy even helped, although we did have to confiscate the cordless drill.

On our, arguably not necessary, side board I have two of my favourite items.

My mother in law gave The Farmchildren these owl tea light holders.

Happy Owl

I love them because they are super cute and if I am feeling a bit cross, I just turn them around.

Cross, Fire Breathing Owl

Enjoy your day!