Diane and I had a ‘date night ‘tonight since Gabe’s out on a snowboarding trip. We spent our evening shopping for q mattress.. we do that every 20 years or so whether we need to or not.. Seriously , I think I’ve only bought one other in my life.. It was almost fun shopping for a mattress.. we got to lie on a dozen beds and pretend to be sleeping.. It’s dangerous work because It only takes me about 20 seconds to fall asleep anywhere … any time.
Here I am trying the … what was it called ? ‘cloud’ ? creampuff ? .. estate wrecker ? .. I’m serious some of these beds cost more than a college education .. I’d rather buy a new car and sleep in that.
anyway.. we layed ? lied ? (one sounds indecent, one improper).. on about 12 of these things.. and I couldn’t really tell one form another. What do folks out there know about mattresses ? Anyone have one they love ? anyone have one they hate >> ./ Please let me hear your recommendations.
Talking about matresses makes me feel tired, cold and sleepy..
I think I’ll say good night friends. Good night all
Nite Sam
-me
When you are old – W.B Yeats
When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or
1 true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
