The cold and brrr-chilliness continues in North Texas. Raised to keep the house slightly cool in the winter and slightly warm in the summer, like any good Kansas girl ought, makes for a shock to the system when crawling under the covers in the evening.
While we do have a thick downy comforter, it takes a while for those old sheets to warm up. I am cold-natured. The Boy is warm-natured. I prefer to battle the Cold Bed Blues by snuggling up.
(Clear your heads! This isn’t that kind of post!!)
So last night, I snuggled up and he said: Your side of the bed is never going to get warm. You have to lay on it to get it warm.
Me: That’s hardly a loving and giving thing to say.
Him: Really? I’m giving you good advice.
Whatever.
Invest in an electric blanket!!
And flannel sheets.
Electric blankets frighten me!