Thursday, February 13, 2025

More soup

 

It was another cold night dinner here. French onion soup from scratch is a big production so I don't make it often. John would have it once a week at least.

The new mattress was delivered yesterday. It is considerably higher than the old one, so we can't even sit on the edge of the bed to put on our slippers. We are literally "climbing into" bed.  John can lower the bed frame, although it might be harder getting the bottom sheet on. 

Our worn old mattress had two cozy body grooves, which kept us in our respective places. This new one has a luxurious, smooth, flat surface. I thought John was trespassing on my side all night, but according to him, I was the one hogging the middle. Anyway, maybe I was afraid of going off the edge.

That said, I'm sure we'll like it, once we break it in some. Or vice versa. 

 

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