Of course, thinking of watery fantasy creatures reminds me of murlocs. I hate murlocs. Rargle-rargle-rargle! I should come up with a song or poem about how much I despise them. World of Warcraft players will understand.
Isn't Friday stream of consciousness a wonderful thing? Right. To the point of this post, then, before I tangent off into why I wish I'd been born someplace where I could claim a British accent. Oh, and if you make a turducken, Tag, I want some.
1. What do you wear to bed?
Nothing comes twixt me and my Calvins. Just my undies. This is not because I am Teh Uber Come-Hither Sexah, but because I have rosacea and I cannot stand to be hot. I do put on a t-shirt and often pajama bottoms if I go stay at someone else's house, though, in case of midnight emergencies and early breakfast appearances. Can't be all nakey for those.
2. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
The right. Used to be left. I can adapt a bit: what's most important is that I can sleep on my side, facing out instead of in.
3. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
Annsa the Throw Pillow with Legs counts, right?
4. Blanket/bed hog?
Heck, no. See #1. My husband generally has a plethora of cover because, although I might start out with my appropriate allocation of covers, I generally end up kicking them all off because I get hot in the night. Then I get cold, and try to take them back, which doesn't work very well at times, because he will hog the covers once he gets them, and then I end up with a napkin's worth of cover. I then proceed to do my best Oliver Twist impersonation to pick on him the following morning, saying: "Please, suh, may I have more than just a napkin?"
5. Do you make your bed everyday?
No, because it's very hard to make in our current confined situation. I tell myself that I'll do better once we aren't so cramped. Time will tell if I'm lying, but I think I'm telling the truth. I generally made it up during college, so I have no reason to think I won't revert to neatness when I have room.
Nothing to do with any of that, but I made 'nanner puddin' for the potluck today. The general reaction was "Oh, my God, Katharine . . . " with people taking second and third helpings to stash at their desks for eating later. :) I rule in the kitchen, yo. :D