You're Killing Me Larry

Seriously Larry, you are killing me. You know from my previous post that we were going to look at new beds. Well PR Dad ended up buying a new bed. A new Eastern King size bed. (bawchica-wow-wow). It is being delivered next Sunday. I hate when we make big purchases like this. It makes me feel sick, like rock in the stomach sick. PR Dad is use to my buyers anxiety and sent me to the little TV section with The Phi. So we walked out of there with a new bed and now we have to figure out how we are going to fit the thing in our bedroom. And of course PR Dad has to get the Eastern king because he can't just be normal and now we cannot find any sheets to fit the damn thing. Everything comes in the Cal King size. So we are now on a mad adventure to try to find sheets for this thing. But we did need a new bed, and it will last us a long time, Like Rosie said last night, you really can't put a price on a good bed. And my Comadre even felt my pain with the outrageous amount of money this bed cost, and had us over for dinner. She even sent me home with a plate. Good people, watching out for me!