I already know what I’m getting for Valentine’s Day this year.
Let me explain. B and I have been sort of reclusive lately. A thoughtful analysis suggests that the reason for that is that winter, real winter, is upon us. The weather outside is frightful, and the fire is so delightful… well, okay, we don’t have a fire, but we do have a sparkly Christmas tree and a ginormous flatscreen television. It doesn’t help at all that he got me a Wii for Christmas. (Love, love love Wii boxing. I’ve beat him 3 times so far. My fool-proof strategy? Push EVERY SINGLE BUTTON ALL THE TIME AS FAST AS YOU CAN.)
Too often we have had an evening full of invitations and possibilities… and we have passed it up. Yes, it is “cold” and “dreary” outside. Yes, we are “heart-wrenchingly poor”. Yes, we “love each other” and “like spending time alone where we can fart out loud, I mean snuggle in peace”.
But it’s more than that, my friends. We have come to realize that we have an enemy, an archnemesis, nay, a formidable force that prevents us from getting off the couch and heading out on for adventure, no matter the good friends and copious amounts of booze that tempt us.
The enemy is the enormous, soft and cuddly, no longer pristine and therefore willing to be spilled on, COMFORTER that resides on our living room couch. The second we get home, it’s clothes off and pajamas on, we curl up under the softest blanket in the world… and it is Game Over. Who’s getting up from that?? NO ONE, I tell you, NO ONE. It’s just too damn good. We immediately transform into snugglicious blobs of mush.
It feels kinda like this:
Although it probably LOOKS more like that:
And, as much as I hate being anti-social, it is WONDERFUL. There is truly nothing better than spending hours upon hours on our couch together, me with a glass of wine and internets in my lap, nestled into the nook that is him, while we settle in with some Always Sunny and bask in glow or warmth and love and coziness.
Then yesterday, we came across the most aMAZing infomercial. The answer to all our “How Can We Make Snuggling BETTER?” prayers.
I give you… the Snuggie.
Game over, folks. We are on this like white on rice.
See you next May!