Bed Hog Extraordinaire

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It's Friday, which means I am joining Anna's "No Rules Linky" party over at Wit Behind the Ears. Click on over to enjoy all the Friday zaniness. BUT WAIT!!! Don't go YET - - - you forgot to read MY POST!

For YEARS I have told Fisherhubby that he is a bed hog.

Now I have PROOF:


Oh please, do NOT feel sorry for him about this picture. He is quite proud of his inconsiderate sleeping habits. And besides, I've told you BEFORE, I could not POSSIBLY catch up to him in pulling a fast one over the other. It could NEVER happen.

Back to the "proofs" in this picture:

First there is the most obvious - - - he LOVES to take his half right out of the middle. If I gently prod him with an elbow and tell him I don't have any room, he tells me I have as much room as he does.

Second, there are those pillows. He MUST have two pillows, one to sleep on and one to drive over my face as he sleeps. Hmmmmm, it appears that HERE he is sleeping on none and has TWO ready to suffocate me.

Third there is the thrashing. The man simply cannot lie still to sleep. He runs. He turns. He flops. He conducts a full orchestra and marches with a band - - - all at the same time. Sometimes I get sea sick.

And Fourth, there is the cover stealing. Oh, you can see it in this picture, can't you????? Someone is all bundled up in the warm cozy blankets and SOMEONE's place is coverless. The man would be just as happy if I NEVER made the bed and if he had his OWN way with the covers, he would PULL them out from the bottom of the bed and totally cocoon himself in them.

I have PLEADED with him to TRAIN himself to gently lift the cover before he turns so that I won't be suddenly subjected to a shot of frigid tundra air. He looks at me like I've lost my marbles and says, "But I'm SLEEPING, how am I supposed to know what I'm doing?" "Well," I reply, "I am aware of it when I turn and I gently lift the covers so as to NOT disturb you.

I guess I'm just a considerate sleeper that way.

The other day, Fisherhubby paused the TV and hollered for me to come. When I got there, he played this commercial for me and asked if this is how HE sleeps:




Ya Think???

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