Tonight we shook it up a bit. We did Family Night at
Ikea. I was pretty much the only one who loved it. They all thought it was ok-I
thought it was marvelous.
Firstly I love the food at Ikea. As in love it. For 50 dollars we all got a
full meal and a dessert and drink and two big packs of cinnamon buns for the
next two weekends! And I love the tray trollies too. Everyone else liked their
meals too.Nothing beats that cranberry sauces and gravy. My cupcake however was
made with rum icing and was pitiful. We passed it around for nibbles and all
got a little tipsyJ
Then we split up and shopped, Guys for the basement furniture
and Beauty and I for hampers, bedding, garbage cans and a bunch of other useless
cheap stuff that I couldn’t resist buying-because it is Ikea afterall.
Was funny we never do stuff like this on weeknights. I
almost felt sinful leaving work at 6:15pm to do this..I didn’t know why
either!!!! It felt almost sneaky that I was shopping with my family until 9pm
on a Tuesday night for some reason.
But the best part? Better than my meatballs? Was watching
my daughter. She danced throughout the store (as she always does in every
stores, place building or corner for the last three years) but tonight…for the
time in 4 weeks…I did not even notice she
was wearing her brace (like the other 22 hours per day)
Gosh this girl of mine if beautiful (if I do say so
myself!) Untamed-wild beauty.
The brace is becoming the new normal! I think anyways! It’s
becoming ok…I think. Watching her in front of me-it was like the doctor
promised us-it will become part of her eventually. Could it be????
(wait until we get the night brace in two weeks then back
to square one again for a bit)
Anyways tonight I felt so peaceful . Even just a little
dose of this is good as so foreign for so long. I was so desperately happy and satisfied
to just be our family of five at Ikea. All of us together. Together where we
belong-eating meatballs and dancing around the store. Coming home and tucking
all those precious teens in bed and cuddling up to my husband for our weekly episode
of Parenthood.
Something felt right today-really right-among many wrong
wrong days.
What
you get to have when you go through a lot of shit…..is that
not a lot feels like shit in comparison anymore. It’s hard to be irritable and
stressed and worried and annoyed when you don’t have real shit to deal with. You get to have that comparison!
Things are looking up.
For the first time in a long while….I feel like I am
lucky again.
