We drove to Phoenix with Darrell and Mary Anne yesterday for one of our semi-annual cultural outings. On past trips we’ve we’ve gawked at first ladies’ gowns, renaissance masterpieces, contemporary photography, plasticized corpses, and relics of the Titanic. This time we beamed up to see a traveling Star Trek exhibit:
Our friend Mary Anne, it turns out, is a devoted Trekkie. And a Klingon (who knew?):
After our journey to the far reaches of the galaxy we met our Phoenician (I love saying that) friend Lois in Scottsdale for lunch and cupcakes. Ah, Phoenix in February . . . mid-70s, sunny, light breezes . . . patio table weather:
We ate at a restaurant in Scottsdale’s Fashion Square, a desert version of Rodeo Drive. After lunch we took a side trip to Sprinkles, a perpetually-mobbed cupcake boutique:
We capped off our day with a trip to Ikea, where every item in the inventory has a Swedish name. The desk lamp I bought is called an Antifon. I wanted a Fnoor but Donna didn’t like the color. Our Swedish Furniture Name Generator names, by the way, are Pål, Dårrelll, Märian, Döna, and Slåys.