Radiator Ass

Travis and I had another night of giddy laughter last night before bed when I let him know that he has been sleeping close to me at night. This is not normal. Travis generally has a body temperature of 150 degrees when he is sleeping, so I'm lucky if I get to rest my head on his shoulder for five minutes as I fall asleep. Usually we both end up on his side of the bed because I am cold and move toward the warmth and he is hot and moves away from the warmth. Hence, half of Travis' body hangs off our bed onto Callaway's bed. Travis endearingly calls me Radiator Ass. I had to explain to him that he is the Radiator and I have the Ass. Lately, this night time struggle has not been the case. For the most part, Travis and I have both been sleeping like rocks recently. But when I do wake up, it's usually because I have an elbow in my face or a knee in my stomach. It's the strangest thing. I have to physically push Travis off of me and over towards his side of the bed so I'M not the one falling off the bed. I guess now I understand his occasional irritation with me in the mornings.

After the recap, and laughing giddily for a few minutes, Travis got back up out of bed to make popcorn and I was out like a light. We left a few windows open last night, making the room perfect sleeping temperature. I closed the windows this morning because it's supposed to be in the 50's all day. Right now it's actually 48 degrees and cloudy! I like the chilly weather when I am prepared for it with a proper coat, gloves and scarf. I told Travis we have to go shopping for cold-weather-gear before heading to Illinois for Christmas. I already had to buy gloves, but after walking from my car to my work building, I realized that I will definitely need some sort of ear-cover for the wintry weather of central Illinois.

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I got some funny news this morning. Funny, because no one got hurt. My brother had his first car "accident" this morning. Nothing serious. He and my dad were backing out of the garage this morning at the same time and Alex swerved somehow to get around my dad. The result was the driver's side ramming into the garage door jamb. They are both fine and the car runs fine, despite it's old age.

I was reminded of my first car crash. Honestly, I've never been in a serious accident before - as a driver or a passenger (knock on wood). My first accident as a driver was when I was borrowing my dad's girlfriend's car for the first (and last) time ever. I was backing out of the mall parking lot with angled parking spaces. Incidentally, so was another woman directly across the aisle from me. Unfortunately, neither of us saw each other and we backed right into one another. Somehow the car I was driving managed to ride up on her bumper. Not sure what to do, I pulled back into the spot and off of her car. I jumped out to assess the damage, but couldn't find anything wrong with either of our cars. I was shaken, but fine and so we headed home without exchanging insurance information.

Big mistake. When I had a chance to cool down and tell my dad's girlfriend what I had done, we headed out so she could look at the car. Sadly, she found a scrape that I had not noticed. Both her and my dad were angry with me for not being more careful and for not exchanging insurance info, but it didn't last long. One thing's for sure, I never asked to borrow her car again!