Enter the Heavenly Bed. We got our tax rebate check from George Bush, and we spent it on the Heavenly Bed (see older post). It's 13 inches of cushy bliss. Like sleeping on a cloud. And after two almost sleepless nights (why is it that even though something is nirvana, when you're used to sleeping on concrete, you can't sleep on a cloud??) I was finally, FINALLY able to become virtually unconscious last night.
Yesterday afternoon we set out in search of our new bedding ensemble. I had something like this lovely Ralph Lauren "Adriana" ensemble in mind:
(I LOVE Ralph Lauren!) However, our wallet didn't agree with that vision, so we spent hours and hours traipsing from store to store, slowly creating a new vision. It's kind of Asian, kind of beachy, not as Ralph Lauren-ish as I'd envisioned, but I think I like it. What do you think?
We still haven't found a worthy/affordable duvet cover, so for now, we have a Ralph Lauren canvas one thrown on, minus the comforter. This thing (we affectionately call it The Tarp) weighs serious poundage, even without a comforter inside - I think you could make a heavy duty tent out of it. When it was on a bed in the Ralph Lauren store, it was gorgeous, but until I went to haul it home, I didn't realize that it weighed as much as a person. I'd like to find something easier to heft, and a little prettier, girlier, less Zen. (But not too girly - LaMar wouldn't be able to sleep.) All in all, I'm happy with the new look, and the new mood it gives our room. In our travels, we also saw all kinds of furniture and decorator items - I want to update so many things. But last night, I was content to fuss and fret over our new bed's finery, staging a coup with my choice of pillow shams, and dictating every new detail. This Bed Nazi will sleep in fluffy, high thread count comfort like a big snoring (so LaMar says) baby.