How do y’all feel about beds? I think they are a perfect representative of the idea that sharing is caring. Perhaps I ate too many happy pills in my life but I get on a fluffy bed and I say, have you felt how joyfully soft this is? Come sit here with me! I want everyone to join in touching the bed and experiencing how wonderful it is. Beds to me are a place to gather with friends and family and hang out. They are much more comfortable than sofas.
More is better on a bed (there is a maximum capacity after which point you must begin to replicate a person tightly bound by saran wrap without the actual presence of saran wrap and then it’s uncomfortable – I have found this to generally be four people on a queen, five on a king). When I visit my mom, most of our conversations take place while lounging in bed. I find little purpose in going downstairs to sit on the sofa. If my sister is also there, all three of us laze about on the bed. When I am visiting friends, or have friends visit, I expect some time period of laying on the bed and catching up.
One of my favorite things is the morning wake-up and immediate bed-meeting/snuggle session. This generally occurs when there’s a guest room. You both sleep in separate rooms but either before going to sleep or immediately after waking up there is a hang-out session on someone’s bed.
In addition to bed lounging and chatting on bed, I find the Sleeping In Master Bedroom experience to be superior to Sleeping In Other Bedrooms. Anytime cousins Jamie and Joe are not in their bed, I am quite delighted to lay there and eat Wolfgang Puck frozen pizzas while watching Law & Order. Long after I moved out (when I lived with them they tended to want to do things on Sunday while I wanted to recover from a hangover so there were plenty of opportunities to Lay In The Master Bedroom), I would sometimes go over on weekends, or house sit when they were gone, specifically to lounge in a giant luxurious bed.
Is this weird? Do other people do this? Is laying in other people’s beds odd? (NOTE: THESE SCENARIOS DID NOT OCCUR IN NEW YORK AND NONE OF THESE PEOPLE HAVE BED BUGS) Please contribute whether you find this to be weird.
There is one place where bed-sharing is very uncool and than place is Greece. It is 100 degrees. And Ba has cots. Four people, four cots, one bedroom. Kris said it best with “I’m not sleeping in your cot with you.” Nobody wants to share a cot, not even me. Well, not even me if it’s 100 degrees.
It’s 1:35 am and my flight leaves in less than six hours. It’s possible those Jagger shots were a bad idea. I’m off to share my last “cot” for the next week. This was my drunken post for the evening. Adieu!


