I don't know what happened. I didn't nag, really, that I know of. Which, of course, means that The Swede probably felt that he had endured my nagging for weeks. But really, I'm pretty sure I just mentioned that we might need to swing by Ikea sometime in the near future and before I know it, The Swede is planning an after-work trip to my favorite furniture warehouse. Easy as that! And look, because of the late hour there weren't many people there so he didn't get the feeling of panic he usually experiences in those hallowed halls.
Does everyone in Sweden dress that awesome?!
ReplyDeleteNo. There is this dork over here named Mara who is the glaring exception.
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