I woke up this morning with the sprung spring in our mattress sticking me in the hip. I told Tom, “We are getting a new mattress today.” I don’t think he believed me, but I went with Jamie to Sam’s Club for the usual and came home and told Tom I found one I liked, he needed to go test it out and bring it home if he liked it. He didn’t do it and didn’t do it. I think he thought I was kidding, but by 6pm, I had this…
… it was 100 degrees here in Austin and he still did it… gotta love that man! AND to boot, he came home and made his fabulous homemade pizza for dinner for him, myself, our two kids, and 2 kids that are spending the night.
Sometimes I feel awfully darn lucky. That could be the vicodin talking though… (don’t ask)
Oh that's what I have. When we first got it, it took me about a week to get use to it. Now that I am, nothing feels as good.
Oh and of course I got ours at Sams too :O) LOL