Hot Hot Hot
November 27th, 2006
When the Thanksgiving relatives departed, they left behind a gift. Some might call it the gift of germs; others, the gift of sickness, but really it’s the Gift of Snore.
Adam has a sore throat and a snotmaker resting in the center of his face, and so far, I am merely producing snot at enviable rates, but really, this isn’t about the fact that we’re sick, it’s about the fact that we’re snoring to the point that we’re waking each other approximately once every 15 minutes, and between the neverending honking, horking and wild boar-worthy snoring, no one is sleeping. And I haven’t even covered the fact that our dog snorfs, snorts, and snores, and really, there is no bedroom sexier than ours right now.
This means that basically all we’ve done is lie about like bumps on pickles, a pile of Kleenex between us, our sad little unwashed sheets bringing us to tears. And yet… we cannot bring ourselves to wash them, because that would require getting out of the bed, which we can’t do, just no. The sheets shall fester as long as we can stay in them until we feel better, even if there is a pizza stain from the dinner we totally ate in it tonight, and I can’t believe I just admitted that.
Change of subject! Sort of!
Adam’s family does Hanukah at Thanksgiving, which meant that we were supposed to shop our faces off pre-Thanksgiving, in addition to hosty duties, although actually, we had to, but didn’t. It was a gift card Hanukah from us this year, and if that doesn’t scream Festival of Lights and Eternal Oil, Except Not Really Because It’s 80 Degrees and Also November, I don’t know what does. However, everyone else did not gift card us, which would have made me feel horribly guilty, if not for the fact that I got flannel pajamas, and if I’ve never mentioned it before, I love pajamas. There is no greater joy in this world than fresh pajamas, unless it’s fresh sheets, and since we all know there’s not a snowball’s chance in Death Valley that clean sheets will grace the snarf bed anytime soon, they are the next best thing. Except, did I mention it’s 80 degrees? And despite the fact that I keep trying to crank up the AC to resemble something close to November in the rest of the world, it is still 80 degrees, and in addition to producing vast amounts of snot, I am sweating enough to break liquid-producing records. I’m having trouble caring, however, because if I didn’t bring home the point earlier, fresh pajamas rock the pants off of anything else, even if they can’t be properly utilized due to excessive snoring, and also, blazing hot temperatures.
I hope sleepytime is going better in your part of the world and that you have fresh sheets AND pajamas and maybe even cool temperatures! oooh!
*The Cure
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1. jes | November 27th, 2006 at 8:57 pm
I just heard that the weather here is supposed to dip into the 30s and 40s late this week/end, and I’m so thrilled because: FIRES!
More than I love clean sheets, more than I love pyjamas, more than I love cuddly puppies (um, okay, maybe not more): I love winter woodburning fires.
Bring on the cold weather. Amen.
2. Christine | November 27th, 2006 at 10:25 pm
Ooh new pajamas. Do you know that I’m buying the boyfriend footsie pajamas for Christmas? Or will be when I stop forgetting to purchase them online. Because there isn’t anything funnier that I can think of than a chubby full grown man in footsie pajamas. Nothing.
Of course this means I will also need a pair(?), set(?) of footsie pajamas for myself. It’s all about the self love this Christmas you see.
3. Orange Peacock | November 28th, 2006 at 12:56 am
Christine – do they MAKE big people footsie pajamas? That is AWESOME. And I want some. Except I don’t think that’s something I can really pull off on a college campus, so maybe not…
4. Lawyerish | November 28th, 2006 at 7:35 am
“Shop our faces off.” HAHAHA! Pajamas rule, fresh or not. I mean, preferably fresh, of course; but “fresh pajamas” makes me think of pajamas that are still folded and a little starchy from being shipped from J Crew, so I prefer them a little broken in — but clean.
I’m not sure, but I think that last sentence demonstrates that I am either still asleep or suffering from a brain-melting fever. Or both. Can I go home and go back to bed, please?
5. Jamie | November 28th, 2006 at 8:24 am
Oh, jammies. How I love them…especially when I have a reason to stay in them ALL. DAY. LONG. I’m a big fan of whatever they are making the GAP Body pjs out of lately – that weird, sort of stretchy, not-quite-cotton stuff. Whatever that stuff is, I adore it.
6. Heather B. | November 28th, 2006 at 9:15 am
I snore. With or without a cold, I snore. It’s sad. Even worse when my brother out snores me, as he did the other night. When I could hear him from upstairs.
And we won’t go there about the sheets. No we won’t. At least not in public.
7. Christine | November 28th, 2006 at 10:23 am
OP – http://www.bigfeetpjs.com/Merchant2/index.html
Enjoy!
8. TwoBusy | November 28th, 2006 at 10:28 am
Perhaps the motivator you need to change your sheets is… a new set of flannel sheets! That way you could lie in clean, cozy comfort every night… as you boil yourself alive in the south Florida humidity.
Just an idea.
9. Beth | November 28th, 2006 at 12:50 pm
Ugh. We just got over a string of such illnesses, and I’m hoping and praying we stay well through Christmas. I will send you various immune system-strengthening vibes as my contribution toward your wellness.
10. jonniker | November 28th, 2006 at 12:59 pm
Heather: I snore too. Fleh. But with extra snot? It’s deafening.
Also, as appealing as footie pajamas seem, I need my feet to be free: bare, and free. Like the wind. I can’t sleep any other way.
Ish: I think of ‘fresh’ as ‘freshly washed and also fabric softenered into smooshy oblivion and also clean-smelling’ Unlike my sheets. Which are not so fresh.
Also, Jes, if we had fires here we would die, literally DIE of heatstroke.
TB, you have lost your mind. Could you imagine the capacity for sweating? GLAAAH.
Beth, I’m glad you feel better. Only a month to go!
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