I'm going to Graceland, Memphis Tennessee...

Okay so my personal Graceland isn't in Memphis Tennessee. It's in Draper, Utah and you might know it as "Ikea."
So Ikea opened yesterday, holy cow, what a spectacle! There were news crews, radio stations, news helicopters overhead...You'd have thought a cult had barricaded themselves inside. It was wonderful, though. I went at the last minute (well, it was like 5PM) which was a good choice--it was in between surges of shoppers. I even got a parking space right up front!! The store was full of wide-eyed wanderers, mostly Draper Wives and gay couples--oddly enough. There were free samples of Swedish sparkling cider(Jack likes Orange), live bands with long haired young men wearing their sisters' pants--which we've discussed before--and playing various instruments you'd not imagine a long haired young man wearing his sister's pants to be playing--like the trumpet. It sounded great, though. the place is HUGE, I can't tell you how many times I got turned around and how grateful I am for extensive signage. Or should I say extensive directionage. Anyhoo...it was magic.
It has been FOREVER since I've been inside an Ikea--when I lived in Europe, to be exact. I've actually never been to one in the States. I felt like I was back in Europe, it was WONDERFUL. I can't wait to buy a house now just so I have a good reason to go in there and spend an obscene amount of money! (By the way, thanks to my little adventure yesterday and an evening at a Heritage Makers party, my spending has officially received the ole "Smack Down" and I now have a "discretionary spending" budget every month. So friends and family, please don't tempt me to shop or go out to lunch until July, when I can spend money again!) Anyway, it was worth it and I am content. Enter deep sigh of satisfaction.