The other night, as I was settling into my luscious cloud of a bed, Husband started to bitch and moan, threatening to buy a new mattress. But you can’t, I pleaded! Not since my half air/ half water Somma bed of the late 80′s had I unconditionally loved a mattress. As I closed my eyes that night, I replayed images of my high school bedroom and the sheer joy I had experienced when my parents had surprised me with a water bed. What fun High School boyfriend and I had christening the new mattress! What good times the girls had shared crank calling, singing “Lean on Me” and discussing our dream weddings. There were no ice-blended coffees back then, just Slurpees and Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. As I type this, I feel nostalgic for the simple happy years of High School. This is on the heels of my 5 year old vomiting all day on my special bed…. I am a Mother and damn, I love my current mattress and present day life. Yet, there are moments when simple things like beds bring me back to other happy times in my life.
AAH… THE WATER BED
February 14, 2011 By 2 Comments