Sunday, January 11, 2009
My Gross Pillow
I got bunk beds for my 7th birthday. Along with the beds I got new sheets, bed spread and pillows.
I still had one of the pillows during high school and college. My friend, Debbie Pippenger (now Prenkert) was completely grossed out by the site of that pillow. It's a soft, yellow foam pillow, and even back in the 80s the foam was starting to deteriorate. Little chunks of it would occasionally fall out of the pillow slip. Debbie would nearly gag at the site of the pillow. But I liked it.
Sometime during college I covered the foam with an additional pillow slip and personally sewed the slip shut. I figured this would keep any additional foam chunks from falling out and also increase the chances that my future wife would allow it into our home after our wedding.
Well, I was right on both counts, the foam stopped falling out and I still have this pillow today. I sleep with it every night.
Regarding my pillow, sometimes I have pondered this question: Is there a maximum dust mite population that a pillow can attain? Is it like terminal velocity, when a falling object reaches it's maximum speed? If so, I'm pretty sure that my pillow has reached terminal dust mite capacity by now; and if it can't get any worse, I might as well keep it.
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Wow! Flash Back!
I remember just about everything in this picture, including that groovy bed spread and your sweat suit. Even that owl thing hanging on the wall.
One of my favorite memories from the gray house has to do with that light saber in your hand. And although I trust my memory from when I was 6 a little less after the whole clown incident, I remember playing with that light saber, with your dad, who was visiting...we were in your mom’s bedroom with the lights out so the saber would shine bright. We were jumping across the bed and making a lot of noise. It was fun…I mean really fun.
Great news! I saw this online yesterday and originally thought of Jesse. But, here you go . .
This one's for all you Star Wars nerds. USA Today reported on an upcoming toy that "will let you test and hone your Jedi-like abilities." What in the name of Jabba the Hutt does that mean? Well, according to the article, the Force Trainer "comes with a headset that uses brain waves to allow players to manipulate a sphere within a clear 10-inch-tall training tower." The wireless headset will read the person's brain activity "and the circuitry translates it to physical action." It sounds like something from "The Onion," but we assure it's the real deal. This fall, you can pretend to be Yoda for about $100.
Since I'm allergic to dust, I wash all our pillows on the sanitary cycle in the washing machine every several months. If it doesn't decrease the dust mite population, it's at least enough of a placebo effect for me to sleep sound. (By the way Steve hates it when I wash the pillows. I admit, it does make them rather lumpy!)
I was a little jealous of the bunk bed too. LOL And Kristi is a really really nice wife. LOL
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