Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Cold & Rainy
When Mom was a wee little girl, she schlepped around a small blanket, the satin edge of which she rubbed with her left hand while she sucked her right thumb. Maybe more detail than we need here. Anyhow, she couldn't say the word "blanket" yet, so she called this thing her "Blahblee." Fast forward a hundred years, and once Mom was living on her own (WAY before me), she started using an old down mummy bag inside of the sheets on her bed to keep her toasty, and she took to calling the bag her Blahblee.
Now she has Blahblee and Blahblee Junior. Junior is the original down bag, Blahblee proper is not downfilled, but heftier, and so it has become the major Blahblee in Mom's life. Anyhow, Blahblee Junior lives under our couch during the daytime, and I end up spending a lot of time down there schmoozing with it myself.
So there you have it!