Ok, the camera’s fine. Now I can tell you about Saturday.
It’s kind of a shame that we didn’t go stand outside for Ron Paul, because I totally would have made a post about all the clothes I had planned to wear – wool tights, socks, three shirts and a sweater, and best of all, my fleece-lined jeans. I bought them when I went to Alaska to visit my sister years ago and I hardly ever have a chance to wear them. Drat.
What we did do was go to Omaha early so that we could look around a little before ukulele night. For me, that always means a trip to Nebraska Furniture Mart. It’s an enormous furniture store – I believe one of the largest in America. (Think IKEA, only spread out, not Swedish, and with all the furniture already assembled.) No pictures do it justice, but I love just looking around at everything. This is just a bit of the electronics/appliances area.
We had more time after that, so we went to the Snooty Mall. I love going there and making the rich people nervous. I told Lloyd he needed to show off his “I support Ron Paul” button so that they could see that Ron Paul is for everyone, including poor people. The shopping center has Borsheim’s (Warren Buffet’s jewelry store), a Pottery Barn and Pottery Barn Kids, Williams Sonoma (so pretty!) and a bunch of ritzy clothing stores that don’t interest me at all. The real reason to go is to hang out in the middle area/lobby/atrium/piazza/whatever. When Lloyd and I build our underground house, it will look exactly like this. Only with a bed. And a kitchen.