There are few things in life as liberating as being on the open road. Clear, sunny skies, gorgeous vistas stretched out ahead and not a soul to be seen for miles… it makes you feel as if you’re the only one alive in the world.

I took a short road trip today, and my god it made me ache. I love being on the road. I crave that kind of freedom and adventure, and short trips only serve to rip open an oozing wound.

I passed a Burlington Coat Factory on my way. The last time I was in a BCF, I was in Virginia. I had stopped to buy an umbrella so I could take pictures at a local battlefield without the rain damaging my camera. It was chilly and overcast and the VA sniper was still taking potshots at people pumping gas. That was two years ago and it felt like yesterday.

UPDATE: Apparently that was three years ago and I have no sense of time. Yeah.

I don’t really mind spending money. I’m not a tightwad.. I’ll spend $2 on coffee five times a week easy, and I always overtip. And I love giving presents. Christmas is my favorite time of year. 🙂 Even when it comes to spending large sums of money on necessary things, I’m OK. Except when I then go to balance my checkbook and cringe.

I just bought a new mattress. It’s pillowtop… cushy. 🙂 And it was time. But I’m all about buying quality when it comes to things I’m going to have for a long time. I’ve no problem buying $1 flipflops and $6 sunglasses, but when it comes to furniture… well, it needs to be comfortable and it needs to last.

That being said, now I’m all cranky about this damn mattress. And I shouldn’t be. But I’m planning a few trips in the next few months and Christmas is coming and blah, blah, blah. Sorry people, just wanted to vent.

I was at the mattress store with my friend E. Together, we’re a dangerous combination… in that we’re very blunt and we’ll have private conversations in public (she, more than I.. but it’s funny). There were two guys at the mattress store….

The one walked us around and had us try out the mattresses. So E and I are laying on this mattress and the guy says, “So how are you in bed normally?”

I grinned and said, “Pretty good actually.” (Hi, I’m all about bullshitting the people… hehehe)

Blushing furiously, he said, “No, I mean what position?”

So I replied, “I like to be on top.” (I’m just wicked aren’t I? 🙂 )

“What about you doll,” I said, looking at E.

“Oh on top is fabulous, but this bed is so comfortable, I think any position would be nice. You’re getting a strong headboard, right?”

I thought the man was going to split a gut, he was laughing so hard.

What? It was fun.