Slumber Parties.

I wonder how many sleepovers I have had in my lifetime....Hmmm.

Yes, last night, I did attend one of these sleepovers. They are a strange concept, don't you think?! I mean let's all go to someones house and watch movies, eat lots of food and generally have fun but then the person sleeping over (or the sleepovee - I just thought of that ;) ) get's the uncontrollable pleasure of sleeping on either: the hard bedroom/sitting room floor, the comfy sofa which inevitable comes to a bitter end when your body just overheats or the dreaded airbed. I can't say I have ever had a nights sleep where the airbed hasn't deflated by the morning and you just end up with you bum on the floor underneath. I'm not saying I'm the anti-sleepoverer or anything as extreme as that (which is clearly what you were thinking ;) ) but I feel that if a sleepover is proposed to me I either need good warning to mentally prepare myself or a good solid reason why the sleepover is taking place e.g a birthday, movie marathon, cookathon etc. I do love the idea of having a sleepover every night as it would be a barrel of laughs. Although there is nothing more comforting or cosy as a warm bed with new sheets and a fluffed up pillow and knowing that tonight you can simply slide beneath your quilt and get a good night sleep next to Piggywiggywoo - my cuddly pig teddy.

Exactly what I plan to do tonight. *sighs*