It's official, I'm calling us the Cherry Icee Coalition™

I just wanted to thank everybody for sending your positivity down to Nic, Tim and her family (and even some up to me!) in response to Tuesday's post, whether it was by leaving a comment, by sending me an e-mail, or through a phone call. I am thankful for all of the kindness you've shown, and I love that some of you took it upon yourselves to join the Cherry Icee Coalition™! Nic is still in the ICU, so your positive vibes are being put to good use.

To lighten the mood a bit, I'm going to share a short snippet from a long e-mail exchange I had with my old friend Charissa. What you need to know first is that in some circles my bed is referred to as "Purple Heaven", because it:

1) Is possibly the most comfortable bed on the planet

2) has not only really great sheets but also a dark purple aubergine (eggplant!) velvet duvet, dust ruffle, etc. It sounds bordello-rific, but I assure you it is very tastefully done. I'm oddly proud of it because it was the first time I really went shopping with the intention to splurge on the good stuff, and then ended up getting it all 75% off in a stroke of luck, making it more budget-friendly than the really scratchy affordable route I had always taken in the past. It not only looks good, but it FEELS good, just ask anybody who's been in it! That statement right there probably just made my parents log off of the internet.

Without further ado... a couple of lines on the subject of how I'm doing emotionally (in direct relation to Tuesday's post), with an intentionally shallow response from Charissa because she knew it would make me laugh... and oh, how I needed a good laugh:

Me: I pretty much just want to crawl under the covers and throw up, though it's probably best if I do that in the reverse order.

Charissa: Please don't puke in your bed, that would just make it worse... think of your beautiful bedding!

One of these days I'll do a post showing you my entire bedroom, the literal "House of Jules", but until then here's a shot of the foot of my bed. You kinda want to crawl into it, don't you?