Wednesday, December 30, 2009
How many brunettes does it take...
Eventually, we outgrew twin sized beds, but never outgrew the tradition.
Until I had to go and get married.
See, Corey had this strange idea that as a married couple we should start our own traditions. "Pppsssshhh," I said.....or spit, actually. But he was right, and Katie, Kimberlie and I, again, modified our tradition. We would hold our annual Christmas Eve sleepover on Christmas Eve Eve.
This is actually where the air mattress story begins. I just felt the need to give you way more background material than you probably wanted. That's just what I do.
So here we are. The three of us. Ready to sleep, a deflated air mattress in front of us. I should mention this air mattress requires many, many batteries to inflate (which we did not have). Oh, or a car charger.
Where does ass-uming get you, L.L. Bean?