I is for IKEA

We have an IKEA store not too far away - perhaps a 40-minute drive, but convenient to my daughter in Tempe. Somehow, I just never get there. In fact, it is my sister-in-law, Heather who usually gets me to go by offering to meet me there.

I'm not really into cooking or kitchen stuff, and I am trying to clear out the accessories from my house - not add to them. Furthermore, IKEA is just so large and overwhelming that it seems to take forever just to get through it. Even if I wanted one thing and knew exactly where it was, it would take 30 minutes to get to it, place it in the cart and check out. SO... I am not a big IKEA fan.

But this all changed several weeks ago.

Heather called on a whim to meet me there - I was already at Kaitlin's so it worked out perfectly - although I might have dressed a little bettter! We wove in and out admiring one thing after another. My cart remained empty while she seemed to locate all sorts of things needed for her daughter, Alex. A desk! A chair! A lamp! A drawer! Heather quickly made her selections....

Breezing along through the kitchen stuff my eye caught a display of jars...

Now most people would use them for pasta or sugar or cookie cutters, or whatever else people use in their kitchens. I of course thought "Buttons."

My buttons ARE in jars, but it is rather a mishmash of antique mall finds and jelly jars - nothing consistent. Suddenly I had an image of a line-up of perfectly matched jars filled with color-coordinated buttons. I HAD to have them.

There were several sizes and I added them to my cart. I was thrilled and couldn't wait to get home to begin sorting and organizing things into my new Jars... Hey, Jars starts with J, right? More to come....