generally no touching while sleeping. Oddly, we now occassionally fall asleep snuggled, but wake up on our edges of the bed.
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
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Teppy has earwormed me with Coin-Operated Boy.
And then I read farther and P-C's got it too!!! t snogs P-C
I don't share my bed with anyone. Woes.
They played so much stuff from their first CD. Jason Wade is MIIIIIINE.
That album is awesome. Voice = GUH.
Woo! Ailleann snogs! I don't know you very well, but I suddenly REALLY LIKE YOU.
Did it just get warm in here?
shimmies, throws glitter, runs scampers away
OMG, that's so crazy! And yet, so lesbian (see "list should be inaccessible people", because the lesbian world being so small...even the celebrities sometimes aren't that many degrees of separation)
Ok, thankful I wasn't the only one thinking that. (I blame you, meara.)
(where we have our CSA shares)!
Not to burst your bubble or anything, but I'm thinking that war is long over. Hope you're not planning your retirement on Confederate Dollars.
Angelina Jolie used to be on my list. She may not be crazy enough, anymore.
Angelina's more on my list now than she was then. Except that (due to nothing I have anything to do with) she's several degrees closer than she used to be, so it feels a little creepier.
Apparently I will reach for Hubby in my sleep if I'm having a bad dream, but on the whole, I like at least a foot between me and my beloved for sleeping purposes. I'm wondering if that makes me unloving or merely long-time married (twenty years tomorrow, boo-yah!)
OMG, yes. I can't comfortably even face the person I'm sleeping with - which is something to do with air temp, I hate breathing warm air. But, possibly not the person to ask for long-term guidance. (These things may or may not be related.)
Also, Hi Connie! Haven't posted with you in ages.
Geez, I almost forgot why I came over here... so someone in my state legislature's introduced a bill to ban all abortion.
1) Why does my state hate me? 2) So how far are we from that Buffista resort on the moon again?
Ooh! It could be a Chopin Liszt!
::loves billytea::
::not THAT way::
::respects the Wallybee::
ION, what in the HELL are Patch and Kayla doing back on Days of Our Lives?
Apparently I will reach for Hubby in my sleep if I'm having a bad dream, but on the whole, I like at least a foot between me and my beloved for sleeping purposes. I'm wondering if that makes me unloving or merely long-time married (twenty years tomorrow, boo-yah!)
OMG, yes. I can't comfortably even face the person I'm sleeping with - which is something to do with air temp, I hate breathing warm air. But, possibly not the person to ask for long-term guidance. (These things may or may not be related.)
I am very VERY non-snuggly as a sleeper. And, like Brenda, I don't even like facing the person I'm sleeping with (unless they have their back to me, which must be a warm-air thing).
I always chalked it up to 34 years of sleeping alone. It's pretty ingrained.
Even if it's cool enough for touching-while-sleeping to be desirable, there's still the problem of where all the arms have to go. Plus, we both toss and turn like mad tossing turning things (yes, I did watch all of Blackadder series 2 and 3 this weekend, why do you ask?), so there's a significant risk of one of us getting injured if we sleep too close. (DH once did wake both of us up when he more or less punched me in the face rolling over in his sleep. I woke up just enough to mumble "Why did you do that?" and roll over the other way.)
there's still the problem of where all the arms have to go.
Ahahahaha!!! It's funny because it's true!
We're pretty snuggly sleepers, though when it's really hot we do the silent but no less eloquent "Away from me! Now!" thing. We need dual climate controls for the bed, though, since ND is generally too hot and I am generally too cold, which leads to him throwing all the covers off and hanging off the side of the bed and me huddling closer and closer to him for warmth until he has about two inches of space in which to sleep.
I just woke up from a nap. As per usual, I had CRAXY vivid and disturbing dreams. Tonight's dreams featured a crashing plane (which I had to fly at one point with limited success), heart attacks and other sudden deaths not related to said crashing plane, a vindictive landlord trying to kill me, and ghosts. Gee! Thanks, subconscious!