We're Luxurious Like Egyptian Cotton

So the other night I noticed a large gaping hole in my sheet – like so big I’m wondering how I didn’t notice it sooner, like say, when it happened. I am kind of sad because I really like these sheets – they’re a pretty plaid flannel material and just really go with our comforter and over all style very nicely. We have other sheets obviously, but these were my favorite so I went to Target to look for a suitable replacement, and just, ugh. I really don’t know how to buy sheets – other than thread count, I haven’t the slightest idea what makes sheets good.

And the selection was just, lets say, terrible. Cause at the end of the day they are just sheets. They had some decent red sheets but then I thought, I have sheets at home, I don’t want just some decent sheets, I want my favorite sheets, or rather my soon to be new favorite sheets. I didn’t come here because I have no sheets at all, I was hoping for something spectacular, and um, cheap.

Sheets are expensive. We have a queen bed right now which means finding a sale is tough since our sheets will be more expensive than all you twin bed nutjobs. Seriously, I wish we had a king bed even though that would make the sheets even more expensive. And how can they be this much money – they are seriously just sheets people. Shouldn’t I be able to have gorgeous egyptian cotton sheets for like $10? Pretty please?

Anyway, if money were no issue, here are some sheets I’d lust after and then own:

JC Penny Home Collection Splash Set : These are actually on sale right now and at least look fun! More than I can say for all the drab looking sheets at Target right now…

Colburn Queen Sheet Set : Don’t these just look absolutely divine? They make me want to go to bed right now…

1891 by Sferra “Signature Sateen” : Something about these sheets just couldn’t be drab if they tried…

I don’t know, maybe I’m expecting too much out of this sheet thing, but we bought plain colored blankets (dark cholate brown) so the sheets are kind of important for making the room pop subtley, if that makes any sense…

We’ll see what a weekend of shopping digs up…

i am, i think, i know…

i am: watching Curious George with the boys for the 876th time. At least.
i think: way too much about way too many things, probably like all mothers.
i know: that I am blessed with the good fortune I’ve had in life.
i want: a big house with a big family, lots of laughter and memories.
i have: a pretty amazing, insanely clever son and husband.
i wish: I could get up and go traveling every time I got an itch of wanderlust.
i hate: hatred, war, famine, ignorance, crime, suffering of the world.
i miss: bits and pieces of my life before motherhood.
i fear: being buried alive, now thanks to the TV show Bones
i feel: a little sick to my stomach and I’m trying hard not to jump to conclusions.
i hear: George and the Man With the Yellow Hat playing peekaboo…
i smell: nothing in particular thanks to seasonal allergies.
i crave: chocolate. [mmm, I second that, but then, when is that not true?]
i search: online for the greatest family vacation under the sun…
i wonder: what my son will be like when he is older, how many children will we have, where will we go from here? What awaits us in the future, even fifteen minutes in the future is a mystery some days…
i regret: dating as much as I did – only because I can’t help think how much of that energy could have gone towards my education instead. I may never get to go back to school and sometimes none of the dating I did seems worthwhile looking back now. I miss school though, the classes and projects. I eagerly await helping MLM with his own homework someday…
i love: filling out surveys so I can blabber on about myself even more than usual.
i ache: everywhere, all the time most days – I’ve always had kind of a bad back and it’s only getting worse with age unfortunately…
i care: too much about what others think of me. Am I funny enough? Pretty enough? Smart enough? GOOD enough? Do they really like me? Will they be gone tomorrow?
i always: dwell in the future or the past – I have a hard time living in the moment.
i am not: perfect – I don’t say the right thing, I lack in basic social graces, I wipe my hands on my clothes instead of a napkin, I feel awkward all the time.
i believe: that in spite of that, I’m a good person with a lot to offer to the world.
i dance: around the living room with my son to make him laugh.
i sing: Veggie Tales Silly Songs all the time, even when they aren’t playing (which isn’t often these days…)
i don’t always: eat breakfast in the morning, even when I know I should.
i fight: with my husband and always feel insanely guilty afterward. We are still at that stage where no fight can go unresolved by the end of the night. It’s nice.
i write: because I couldn’t possibly not write.
i win: a lot when I play games with my friends, but..
i lose: frequently when I play those games with my husband.
i never: got to do a lot of childhood things like going on a picnic, flying a kite, girl scouts or summer camp.
i confuse: my husband all the freaking time.
i listen: to my son all day…
i can usually be found: flitting between the living room, kitchen and my son’s room.
i am scared: of abandonment and death.
i need: books to stay sane.
i am happy about: how things have turned out so far…

Flickr Friday: Basking

I’ve had 29 views today and I haven’t even posted yet. This Real Life meme thing has really taken my blog by storm and I cannot wait until next week to do it again. Not only was it fun, it was the most action my blog has gotten since it was born (or created or typed into?).Now I’m all sweaty with the afterglow of blog action. Okay I’m not sweating at all, but you get the idea.

I’m feeling like now that all you wonderful people are here I may need to up my ante and write something scintillating, but that’s not really my style. I’m just going to bask in the glory of all these hits for a few hours and let you bask in the glory of me basking in the glory of one of the prettiest days we had last weekend, chillaxing at the park with husband, son and son’s friend. So here is your flickr photo friday, another picture of me – this is like the most of me personally you’ve ever seen, huh? My ego must be exploding:


basking, originally uploaded by jennifereggleston.