Tuesday, August 4, 2009


The Party Bed:
When my three daughters visit their grandmother's house, they look forward to sleeping on the "party bed." It is king-sized and soft and lumpy and old. During the hot Louisiana summers, it sits in quiet repose in the coldest and darkest room of the house like a cocoon. The old sheets that fit the party bed are as soft as only old sheets can be. Depending on how you lay, it can sleep at least ten -- which includes all ages of humans beings and pets. And because everyone can sleep together, no one is ever left out of late night, just-before-sleep conversations and story-telling and laughter. It's the kind of a bed you can "snuggle deep-down-into-the-covers" on. It's the kind of bed you can "lay-on-top-of-each-other-while-watching-old-movies" on. And now, after all these years, my Mother is thinking of replacing the party bed with a "new luxury firm Euro pillowtop, queen-size set." Being replaced is a sad thing -- especially for a party bed.

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