I've also spent some lovely time with B this weekend, we went to a museum that showed an exhibition by Yoshitomo Nara. There were these wonderful beautiful paintings but it was exceptionally cool that lots of paintings were set up in an old wooden house, with different rooms to go into to see the artwork. It was very good and I felt it's a shame that the exhibition didn't have more work. I'm a bit sad when something great is over, and always too soon for my taste.
We woke up really early to check out the exhibition so we were back outside at one in the afternoon. We decided to go to IKEA, I've wanted to go there for ages 'cause my house needs some serious improvement but we never found time during the week. B doesn't want to go on weekends because it's so incredibly busy then. He indulged me and we made a bet. He would ask me on our way out if it was as horrible as he said it was, with crying kids, long lines and stinky, sweaty people. And if he was right, then I'd have to cook him this big elaborate meal. If it wasn't all that bad he'd be the one doing the cooking.
We were only ten minutes inside when I had no choice but to tell him he was right. I'm cooking dinner this wednesday for B and his recently seperated friend.