I always used to slept with a top sheet, but soon after Tom and I started dating I discovered that he never did. (In general: Americans do, Brits and Europeans don’t.) Then when we moved in with each other in London, we went without one. It was such a change that at first I wasn’t sure what to make of it, but after a little bit of time I was a total convert. And now I would never even think of sleeping with a top sheet!
Well, I did not mean to take such a break from posting here! We went to Long Beach Island mid-last week for an extra long Memorial Day weekend (we got back home last night) and I brought my computer with the plan of posting fairly regularly, but of course then I got into total vacation mode and that didn’t happen. I should have known that’s how it would go, but I always have the best intentions!!
The magic of living in the suburbs still hasn’t work off for me, even nine months in. The weather this week has been crazy hot, and I’ve loved opening the sliding doors to our backyard first thing in the morning and letting Georgie play outside while we still have some shade, and sitting out on our front porch while she naps, and splashing in friends’ giant inflatable pools.
