Electric Blanket Guilt

Do you remember where you were when you got your first Blanket with a Brain? You know, the electric blanket that keeps the temperature regulated from your head to your toes?

I was in college when my life changed. My friend Heather and I both got Electric Blankets one Christmas. It is fun to walk that new road with a friend. Long talks of what temperature you are enjoying. Strategies developed such as, turn the blanket on high while you wash your face and get ready for bed, then turn the dial to 3 for a perfect night's rest.

Then there is always the pre-mature putting up of the blanket each Spring. Temps soar to the 70's and you are certain the warm air is here to stay. You will put the blanket in the attic and inevitably you will be getting it down 6-8 days later cursing your Meteorology skill yet again.

It is with a sad heart that I am sharing the news that I sold my blanket at a yard sale last year because I was having Electric Blanket Guilt. When the kiddies can't have one I just couldn't enjoy having a warm bed when they couldn't.

Electric Blanket I missed you last night. My feet were really cold. Sniff. Sniff. I was forced to put my cold feet on Shane to warm-up. He hates me today.