We're at the cabin so often on weekends that we almost forgot that what Swedes are supposed to do on weekends is go to Ikea and look at stuff. With a couple of non-cabin items on the agenda, we stayed home this weekend and, while I can't get The Swede into an Ikea to save my life, we did the next best thing and visited the sporting goods store next door. Then, today, with The Swede off at a Very Important Match, Jamie and I met up with Petra and her boys at the outlet mall. It was hopping, of course; packed with Swedes looking at stuff.
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