Tuesday, 15 February 2011

Move over Darling...



Is it any wonder I can't wait to get back to bed when it looks like this?

I *heart* my bed/room and I can't think of a nicer place I'd ever want to be, anywhere in the world,  including Dorset.

 (this blog post is brought to you in conjunction with two nights' bad sleep, a chill in the air and a fabulously moreish book called "You Don't Have To Say You Love Me" which I'm actually rationing right now 'cos I don't want it to end).

Ah bliss, thy name is bed.

7 comments:

Suz said...

That's your bedroom? Wow! It's gorgeous! I'm so jealous of your bedroom.

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Karen said...

Ooh I say, I'd never come out if that was my bedroom!

Debs Riccio said...

Awww Suz, have you really? I'll pop over after I've written this. Bless you, lovely lady!
Yeah, Karen, the bedroom DOES look a bit on the gorge side in this pic, doesn't it? I HAVE to 'fess up that it's about the only angle - through a 12" crack in the doorway from a distance - that it DOES look gorge... you can't see the dust or the carpet stains from here either - I should be shooting for House and Hound or whatever it is... thanks ladies!

Michele said...

Your bedroom is gorgeous! Now I fully appreciate the meaning of a duvet day!

Debs Riccio said...

Thanks Michele, it looks great with a soft focus and from a bit of a distance. And the mattress is well-upholstered with a squidgy outer casing... crikey, this is beginning to sound too much like it's owner for comfort now!

Ms Mac said...

I worry about how much I love my bed. At least I'm not alone, huh?

Debs Riccio said...

The more I get to know you, Stella, the more I think we were probably separated at birth!