Move over bacon

When I first met my hubby in college it didn't bother me to "sleep" along side him in his jail cell (twin sized) bed. I say "sleep" because in this early stage of love I didn't mind all that closeness. You know what I mean, the hot (as in sweaty feet hot), spooning situation where you can't roll over to get comfy (no room), where you don't want to sleep to hard (in case you drool or snore), and where being completely entangled in one another doesn't bother you (much like a straight jacket wouldn't...). The way I see it once we moved past the gooo-geee-gaaa-gaaa stages of L.O.V.E. we yearned for some "normal" sleep habits. The relationship blossomed and our legs were able to sprawl out a bit in the cool, crisp sheets of my new queen size bed. Suddenly I started to sleep sounder (more sound, whatever) with him next to me and felt a little out of sorts if he wasn't there. This stage lasted through both of us graduating college and kept on until we got our first townhouse together and then we adopted Miss Kato (we are rule followers-doin' all this stuff in perfect sequence). I remember when we went to "look" at Kato's litter of puppies-I won-we brought her home that same day. The first night we put in her in a box by my side of that queen size bed... she cried... non-stop... for hours... my hubby asked, "what the hell did we do?"... and I cried (go figure)... then finally realized if I slept with my arm hanging off the side of the bed tucked under her soft, puppy, belly she would finally sleep... and we did too. Fast forward a few years and we got engaged (thought he'd never ask), sold our starter house, bought the house in the Grove and got hitched. I still slept better when my hubby was sawing a log (forest some nights) next to me, but we both secretly loved one or two nights with the bed all to ourselves. And then I made a pivotal decision in our life as husband, wife and domestic animal. While the hubby was away on business I invited Miss Kato to cuddle up with me in that queen size bed... and she never left. I decided the queen ain't cuttin' it. We finally made the leap & purchased a king size bed after many nights of clinging to the edge like a Mount Everest climber You see, Miss Kato falls asleep in a cute, little, ball at our feet but ends up on her side with all 4's pushing straight out (she's a total bed hog). Until last night. I brushed and flossed like the good b cup I am and when I tip-toed to crawl in bed-well, you can see the picture. Who knows what's next.

What we all know is up next... Fashion Friday. See you then.