2007
people never read the airwaves
maura @ 9:00 pm
What did you do last weekend? We had a busy and fun weekend that sort of arose out of nowhere.
On Saturday Jonathan went to the food coop in the morning while Gus played video games and I read the extra sections of the week’s paper (arts, science, dining, style, travel). Then we grew a wild hair and decided to go to Ikea. We hadn’t been to Ikea in forever and, because after all that winter cleaning I up and sold off many of our belongings a few weeks ago, we really needed a lamp. So off we went.
Because it took us so long to get through &$*#$ Manhattan, when we got there we were really hungry, so we started at the cafe. Mmmm, meatballs, gravlax, and a chocolaty toffee tarty thing. So tasty we each had our own dessert, which practically never happens.
Then Gus was jonesing for some time in the ball room, so we let him go in even though he’d eaten mere minutes before. It didn’t seem like that great of an idea, but we were free for 30 whole minutes so we headed down to the lighting area to get with the lamping.
We ended up getting this crazy embroidered lampshade. I had to be talked into it but now I am glad I agreed because I too have come to love it! It is not nearly as grandma as I thought it would be. There’s a wacky little bird embroidered on it too that you can’t see in the picture. Not bad for $25!
After we went up to spring Gus from the ballroom (he didn’t want to go and had to be near forcibly removed) we took a tour of the showroom. Gus loves trying out all the sofas, chairs, and beds; opening drawers (it’s so nice to have someplace other than our house for him to do this!); and playing in the spinny egg chair in the kids section that we are too cheap to buy him.
At one point Gus was asking how much various things cost. Jonathan said “this is a store, everything here costs money.” Gus indignantly replied, “Ikea is NOT a store!” Ah, consumerism-as-leisure claims another victim.
Sunday we went to the AMNH and finally got a family membership. After lunch Gus ate an absolutely DISGUSTING dessert of windex blue jello topped with whipped cream and a yellow gummy octopus. I had to look away and think happy thoughts, it grossed me out so much.
We watched the Big Bang movie twice, and now I have soothing blissy techno + Maya Angelou’s voice in my head (which strangely keeps morphing into that Thomas Dolby song “Airwaves”). Of course that set off 1001 questions about the Big Bang all the way home on the subway. What color was the Big Bang? What did it sound like? And, the kicker, Why did the Big Bang happen? Finally he fell asleep on the A train. All that jello really wears a kid out.
5 comments on “people never read the airwaves”
That sounds like a great weekend. I was going to take Mathilda to the Natural History Museum here in Houston but she and her mom had to like…all come down with strep. Talk about pissing on my cupcakes.
I spent the rest of the week trying to stay home from work enough to keep the family alive but go to work enough to keep my job.
I’m tired.
I can’t for the life of me drag Gus to the library these days. Not sure why, since he loves when I bring books home for him. But maybe it’s because I am dangerously unable to control myself in libraries, wanting to get ridiculously more books that I can conceivably read in 3 weeks.
We are surrounded by 3 Ikeas here, though the one in Elizabeth, NJ is the best: biggest, plus you can watch planes take off + land @ Newark while eating the meatballs. We’re getting another Ikea in Brooklyn sometime soon. There’s going to be a ferry there from Manhattan! Will the particleboard sink the boat? It’s so heavy.
PRK, that sucks that the girls were sick — hope you + Dex didn’t succumb and everyone is better now. Last year Gus went through this phase of getting strep like every few months or so, totally sucked. Now whenever he’s sick + goes to the doctor he asks if she’s going to stick a big q-tip down his throat.
M-dog,
Nope, the boys of the household did not get sick. I felt as if I was coming down with it one evening and went to bed feeling like death. The last thing I remember thinkig was, “If I get sick too, we are all going to die”. I woke up feeling great.
Hopfully this strep incident was an isolated event. I would really rather not go through this one again.
Now Mathilda is comaplainging that she has to go back to school.
Dude, must be some Dad thing. The same thing happened to J over xmas — Gus and I got this horrible puking sickness and J felt bad, went to bed, didn’t puke and was fine.
Damn kids and their petrie-dish like existence.
They have the spinny egg chair in the kids’ section at the Smithfield Library! That’s what WE did last weekend. There were 2 other kids we (well, everyone but me, and probably Alexander could not care less) knew there. They are 2 brothers also and they sort of traded brothers. They spun each other around & around, which was fun unless someone wanted to get off in the middle of spinning.
The library is not a store.
We don’t have Ikea. They’re getting one in Cincinnati. I think Marni is going to sleep out for it.
We do have a Mac store and a Restoration Hardware.