The luxury of sleep

Last night as I curl up in bed I thought..what a diva I really am (BIG smile here!)

Yesterday afternoon, I turned my bed over, changed sheets and fluffed the pillows and all that. My bed is, remember I am in Buenos Aires, is from the US. I have a box spring and then the mattress itself. The top mattress has a pillow mattress atop it. Both of these firm but luciously heaven-like sleeping luxury are on top of a black fourpost bedframe, also from the USA. And of course nothing but the best US sheets to cover all that sinfully indulgent luxury. Colors I like for sheets are white, lemon and turqoise.

Call me The Ultimate Diva because I am.

And if this mile high bed (I need a footstool to get in bed) is not enough I also have a goosedown 2 1/2 plazas of cloudlike blanket (white) and then to make it even more opulent, this goosedown feather blanket is encased in a white on limegreen duvet cover with 3 large buttons. Sweet heavens, as I curled up in bed I thought, this is so fablously good. I should bottle this feeling and feed on it on my bad days.

This is something I thank for every single night before I close my eyes, I have a nice warm home and a divinely comfortable and relaxing bed. It is such an indulgence that I get nothing but very good sleeps on it. Being in a cloud of fluffy and warm blanket each night as I dose off to never-never land and rest. Ahhhh...my little piece of heaven on earth.

Each morning as I wake up, my two pillows are always askew - no hay importa - I cuddle and curl up and moan and groan as I hesistantly leave the warm comfort of my bed - my diva bed.

I look forward to morning everyday but believe me I look forward to nights as well.

Ciao for now....