here lies goldie. death by topsheet.

I haven't used a topsheet (that flat sheet that goes between you and your blanket) for years. YEARS! Cus see, I'm clumsy and I was certain that I'd wake up with that top sheet around my neck. Or I wouldn't wake up at ALL!

This came up with my mom once. I told her I don't use a top sheet cus it gets all twisted and she made a thizz face in disgust. To my credit, I don't sleep nekkid (cue goldie thizz face) so it's not like I'm getting bumcrumbs all over my blanket or anything. Not that I have bumcrumbs by ANY means.

My mama will be happy to know that I've changed my evil ways. A top sheet looks better in the bed-making process and it also keeps me a little warmer without getting too hot during these cold months.

If ya'll don't hear from me via some form of social-networking for over a 1.5 day period, it's probably cus I am tangled up in my topsheet.

I feel all grown (and scared of impending death) with my topsheet.