The Wonders of Satin Sheets...

Dear Friends;

Okay so I admit it... I am a "MySpace" Junkie... But how can I resist posting when these things just keep happening to me? It is like living in some super- warped version of "I Love Lucy". Well Ricky... I'll 'splain...

So I was in Wal-Mart today after escaping from my Chocolate class, we were melting in there... Sorry... I had gone there to meet up with Christel Leake, who of course was binging in her usual way...fabric.... as she was toppling over due to the shear gravitational magnitudes of boltage she was having cut, I happily found none. So I wandered over into the bedding department located the next aisle over. Being that I to usually run into Wal-Mart for only fabric too, this was a new place for me.

Such wonders!!! Such glory!! Such was my surprise when my heart started pounding away due to the thrilling thoughts that luxurious bedding can inspire!

It started out with the instant zoning in on all things red… which led to the feeling the softness of the cotton of a set of sheets that looked familiar… and upon touch were instantly known. I had touched these sheets before….I liked touching these sheets. I would happily touch these sheets again. But sheets being what they are, especially when they are red, change their shade upon multiple washings…. So perhaps I should just get my own set of red sheets and then I can touch them as often as I like… but alas… none in my size… isn’t that too often the case? Anyway, I am falling down the wrong rabbit hole here and I am not even on a Harvey Hunt…

So I am wandering up and down the bedding aisle, passing time, and there it is… a beautiful quilt and sham set that looks like it was designed just for me… It is in my colors (reds and golds with pinks and purples thrown in for good variety) and textiles (high quality cottons and velvets with satins, silks and velveteens added to good measure) and everything… even the size is right… Cal King (Shhh… I can hear you laughing from here… and I have not even mentioned the thickness or weight.) So I drag the quilt out of the bag, because anyone who knows me that I do not buy sight unseen… it must be viewed first or I am wont to change my mind at the last second….

So there I was, standing in the bedding aisle with this huge quilt opened up before me, running my hands over the pieces of velvet and satin, when Christel Leake appears. And notices that I am flushed. And that I seem to be a little… agitated… shall we say? “You have to get it.” She says. “It’s perfect.” I say. So into the cart it went. Oh yeah, funny how there was a group of empty carts just sitting there in the aisle… waiting…

I can’t believe that I found the perfect quilt in Wal-Mart! Of all places… who knew? I guess it just goes to show that you can find incredible things no matter where you look… even when you are not looking…

So I decide that I must actually look now. There was this red and gold velvet and satin roll pillow that started the whole thing that got tossed into my cart…. (Shhh… no laughing about objects of that shape grabbing my attention please…Shhh…I’ll deny it… I am a good girl…) Then after the pillow I came across satin sheets…. Satin sheets… Red ones… a beautiful Bordeaux red. I usually prefer a strong claret red, but this was slightly deeper and shimmered…mmm… And they were in my size…. As were the Aubergine purple ones. So I got a set of each. I figured that I could mix and match and they both went with the quilt set and who needs to have everything kept in a set? As long as it all matches perfectly, and I do mean perfectly, I really prefer exploring all my possible options… and when you can have it all at once, even better. You know, it’s kina like ice cream that way… but don’t get me started….

Christel Leake is just shaking her head at this point because as she said: “Only you Pr-in-cess could find satin sheets at Wal-Mart.” True. Very true. But then I did not just find the satin sheets, I found an entire suite…. If you are going to do something, do it well… Practice perfect execution, right? “Ais?” Says Christel Leake, “Your cheeks are quite pink and you are breathing rather funny.” So I come clean to her, as I now am with you, my Dear Friends. You know that game I never? If I played, I would likely be the last sober person standing. Really, I would, I have led a sheltered life and am only now exposing myself to new things, people, thoughts and ideas. Change and growth being such good things, continual education being the best above all. So here it is… I’ve never slept on satin sheets. See everyone in the known world drinks but me. I’ve never even sat on satin sheets. Everyone takes another drink but me. I’ve never played on satin sheets… or run my hands across them as I was putting my coat and purse on someone else’s bed at a party…or had any physical contact of any kind with satin sheets, until just now. Everyone (but me) takes three long swigs and asks to have their glasses refilled. So that was why I was standing in the bedding aisle fondling the fabric with a dreamy far away look on my face. I was beginning to grasp the pleasure behind the sleekness of the cooling silky cloth. Add to this that I plan on putting this ensemble on my war bed…. Trouble abounds…

To put the cherry on the icing that is decorating this scrumptious devil’s-food cake… I found a deep, thick, fuzzy, red floor mat to place at the edge of my bed. The kind that you can run your feet over and feel happy because your toes have something to curl up in… and it has a rubber backing so that it won’t slide around…. And it’s huge… Apparently, when it comes to my bedding, I like things oversized…. But just my bedding… really…no really…

After that I had to go…I have been looking for the right bedding for years and made do with fluff and down and wool and 650 thread count sheets at war and then in minutes, miraculously, I am in ecstasy…It was so good for me…. Now all I have to do it wash it, because fun should always be clean, and try it out….but ohh the wait is going to kill me!!