the first week at my new job was a fantastic whirlwind! at about 6pm last night, i stretched out on the couch and proclaimed to mark, "this is my favorite time of the week!" that cusp of the weekend, when the possibilities seem endless; when you feel like you've really earned yourself a nice brunch and a stroll on the beach. and of all the things i could do with my saturday night? i wanted to drive 45 minutes to ikea (i'm still nesting), strategically timing it so we could order everything we wanted in the cafe and call it dinner. my swedish boyfriend's been dying to try the swedish meatballs. date night!