The beautification of my bedroom became a priority the day my sister moved into a dorm at NSU and out of what was now considered “my bedroom.”  The plans I had were limitless and even though I had an operating budget of almost nothing, I was still in the planning stages of what would surely become the most beautiful bedroom on the face of the earth! In the years before my sister moved I would anxiously wait for the new JCPenney catalog to arrive every spring and every fall.  I would shuffle through to the back of that beautiful book where the comforter sets began and then, page by page I would slowly allow the splendor contained in those jaw dropping collections to ignite a fire in my designing eyes that would almost make me cry.  To date I am almost 100% sure I never ordered anything from those catalogs but it doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the escape I made from my sometimes colorless existence.  I would imagine I lived in a house with 15 bedrooms and each one would be decorated in a completely different way.  Time passed and this love of a beautiful bedroom has never left me.  The only problem I’ve encountered is the fact that men, (Don specifically) don’t understand the need to have 8 to 10 pillows on a bed that enhance the beauty of the coordinating comforter and curtains that match the comforter and dust ruffles!  Before I moved in with Don I began “Bevitizing” the house just a bit when I stayed every other weekend.  I decided a little change here and there would help him to adjust slowly, preparing him for the bigger changes that would eventually come.  The first order of business that needed to be addressed will come as no shock to you.  I was going to replace the black and gray and fuchsia and purple and aqua comforter that was on the bed. I thought about this first and decided that giving Don a new comforter for his birthday would make it seem less daunting. “Oh look, a present.  Isn’t this nice?  You’re going to absolutely love this handsome brown plaid micro mink comforter Don! It’s so incredibly soft, here, feel!”  The excitement for this new comforter was not transferring over to him as I had hoped.  He simply said, “It looks hot.  I don’t like hot blankets.  I guess we’ll see.”  Now, he didn’t appear to be  excited but I’m pretty sure I didn’t here any doors slam shut in his head which meant he was willing to give it a try!  I was more than satisfied with that and so I whipped it into place and when it was time to hit the hay we both got in bed and covered up and eventually drifted off to sleep.  About three hours later I woke up to such intense heat I thought I was going to burst into flames!  This comforter was so hot!  It didn’t seem to be bothering Don as he was still sleeping so I decided to just slide it ever so carefully off of me and hoped I would wake up before him so I could put it back on.  This way he wouldn’t have to know he was right.  After having night one under our belt I came up with a plan about an hour into night two.  I told him my back was aching and headed out to the couch.  He still didn’t say anything.  After three nights under the warmest comforter in the entire world Don said, “You know Bev, this comforter is very nice and very soft but it’s just too hot! It has to go!” I breathed a huge sigh of relief and said, “Thank you!  I was dying under that darn thing!”

I let a couple of months pass and then I ran across a lightweight comforter set. It was beautiful shades of brown and gold and burgundy.  It had matching shams and throw pillows and I decided to give it a whirl.  Don wasn’t terribly surprised to see my second attempt and he was nice enough to give this one a try too.  We went to bed.  In the middle of the night I remember waking up as I was a bit chilly.  I felt around to see if Don had pulled the comforter off of me and then he woke up and he was chilly and as he walked around the foot of the bed en route to the bathroom he realized why we were both cold.  The comforter had slipped onto the floor.  We didn’t think all that much about it and I was sort of excited that I may have found the perfect cover for our bed.  This is until we woke up several more times only to find out that the comforter’s silky fabric on the back side would not allow it to stay on the bed!

I’m here to say that I have officially given up on having a gorgeous bedroom ensemble because the soft ones are too warm and the pretty ones won’t stay on the bed.  There’s a small part of me that is thinking about making a patchwork quilt but I’m not 100% sure if I’m ready to see why all the quilters I’ve talked to had terrified looks on their faces when I told them I was thinking about making a king size quilt as my first project.   I’ll keep you posted!