I slept at my parents house and was banished to the twin bed in the basement, while my brother slept in his king bed in the next room. When I complained to a friend that I had to sleep in a twin bed, he asked why I didn't just sleep in the king with my brother. I told him that was disgusting. I draw the line somewhere. And sharing a bed with my 21 year old brother is that line. I don't care how big the bed is. I'll take a twin anytime.
Just before Christmas, I purchased myself a bottle of sparkling cider and put it in my fridge for enjoyment another time. And that time was tonight. For tonight I had cheese and wine for dinner. And by wine, I mean I drank my sparkling cider straight from the bottle.
Cheers to being able to not have to share my "wine" with anyone else.
2 comments:
I've been reading your blog for quite a awhile, and I think you're the bomb.
And I know this will gross you out, but I think your 21-year-old-king-bed-hogger is cute.
Okay, I'm done sounding like a little schoolgirl. Keep up the fab blog!
Either way I think you came out with the better deal. We all know that 3/4 of that "king" bed is used as a shelf/laundry basket(both clean AND dirty)and storage unit for various other miscellaneous items. The other 1/4 is carved out so he can actually sleep on it, so consider yourself a winner in that scenario.
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