Last night I changed the sheets on my bed. It's one of my favorite feelings to crawl into fresh sheets. I have two sets that I like to rotate out. There are others, but these two are my favorites. The one set is 400 thread count and I always feel so fancy when I first crawl into them, like I'm at a really expensive hotel or something. The second set is flannel. That's what I put on the bed last night. Whenever I crawl into them I'm reminded of Grandma's house. Either Grandma, actually. Both of them ALWAYS had flannel sheets. I remember Grandma Alice being a big advocate of the flannel bedding. She's so funny. I remember her one time holding a set and telling me how much better they are than regular bedding because they keep you so much warmer. This photo is me and my mom. I guess I learned early to be a fan of the bed and that hasn't gone away. I felt like this today when I woke up. So comfortable and didn't want to move.
P.S. I should mention that I somehow fixed my computer. I have no clue what I did, but it appears to be working fine again.
1 comment:
this is so freaking cute :)
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