Strange Bedfellows

These are photos of my bed.  I should say the bed Darrel and I share, but he doesn't think I share very well.  Can you figure out which side of the bed I sleep on?

The bottom picture (haven't yet figured out how to integrate photos and text) is the bed my sister and I shared until I was about 16.  It was in my grandma's guest room before that. It's an old wrought iron bed and one of the side rails used to slip out causing the bed to come crashing down at unpredictable intervals.  It makes me chuckle to think of laying there in bed with Liza and out of nowhere...KABOOM!  My dad eventually stabilized it with a c-clamp, but by then the cardboard boxes we had under the bed for storing our special things were rather battered. Still, I love that bed and the memories it holds, which is why it became Grace's when she moved into her new room last summer. Darrel found a welder who was so nice to fix it for no charge and then we repainted it.  

When Darrel and I got married we bought the least expensive bed we could find.  A metal frame and a double mattress and box spring.  It was a wonderful bed for newlyweds.  Any time one of us turned over, the other had to in order to still fit on it.  We became quite synchronized.  (I wish I had some time lapse video of that!)  It was very cozy. When my sister got married, we passed this bed on to her and it has since been retired.  I'm convinced the smaller bed makes for good marriages.

Enter the modern bed.  Darrel and I bought this for our second or third anniversary.  We love this bed.  It's extremely comfortable and the perfect size.  It's not so big as to allow little interlopers to sneak in unbeknownst to us in the night, but large enough that we can face each other without suffocation or knocking knees.  And it provides just enough room for a great snuggle with the kids on lazy mornings.

But Darrel does not like that I steal his covers.  I tried explaining that as someone who grew up sharing a bed, I learned to hold onto my blankets.  Honestly, I don't try to take them all, but every morning, the picture is about the same.  Sorry, honey.  Stay warm.