There is something to be said for bettime. I think when Dorothy was trying to get back home In the movie "Wisard of OZ", she would have gotten there faster of she said, "There's no place like my own bed!" I find it comforting to know I can slip into my 800 stitch sheets that feel so soft, so cool, after a day in the sun. As my mattress forms to my body I feel snug in my bed. With my goosefeather pillow for my head, and the downfeather quilt to wrap up in for the cold night. I can finely sleep tight. Before I drift off for the night, I turn off the light and whisper up a prayer, "Thank you Lord, for this is my time.... my bedtime....
at 3:07 AM on Sep. 15, 2010