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Amerisleep AS3 Reviews

  My Amerisleep AS3 Unboxing Video (Surprise, my voice is ridiculous!) If I can (just barely) do it, you can totally tackle a bed-in-a-box by yourself. Updated 10/15/22 Amerisleep's AS5 was recently featured as the 'Best Soft Mattress in a Box' by Good Housekeeping , with the panel of reviewers noting: Pressure relief for side sleepers Taller than other boxed mattresses Good customer service    Amerisleep Mattress Reviews  We've been happy Amerisleep customers since purchasing our first AS3 mattress more than 9 years ago. Now we also have an AS2 and an AS4 (the AS3 is still our favorite). Born with chronic insomnia  (even as a baby - my family insists I was a nightmare), the struggle to improve my sleep is my life. My husband, the overly-analytical mechanical engineer, was initially skeptical of a mail-order mattress, but he was quickly won over. 2012: Wine glass test, sans wine. I was fairly confident our brand-new mattress would pass with f

No Boyfriend, No Problems

I'll never admit that I'm currently away on vacation. That said, the post below was written by my nifty guest blogger, Tina Lane. Tina Lane originally posted this with a generic "Sexy Nerd" photo from a site with free photos. There can only be one Sexy Nerd on this blog though! Besides, it's hard to beat something like this when looking for a photo of a nerd (I'm saying this WITH LOVE, of course! Mwah, Sexy Nerd!) I was visiting one of my new favorite blogs, Dry as Toast,when I glimpsed Dorkys, the fearless blog owner and karaoke singer, wearing a shirt that proclaimed: "No Boyfriend, No Problems." I kind of have to agree. Even though I am a happily married woman now, I was never really a huge fan of the boyfriend movement. I am surprised that us ladies, in all of or our collective wisdom, have allowed this term to continue on unadulterated for so long. The word "boyfriend" is ambiguous at best and seems to serve some purpose o

The Only Corner To Put Baby In Was Dirty

We're having some guest blogging fun today: Hey All! I am so happy be be here while Kitty Deschanel and her Sexy Nerd are away on their adventure. I tried but they wouldn't take me...probably because they may have read this post! So, you want to know who you are talking to right? I am Holly, and  504 Main  is my home away from home where I entertain, cook, create, and write about whatever happens to intrigue me at the moment. I want  504 Main  to be a comfortable place, the kind of place that you feel like you can stop by anytime, kick off your heels {or boots} and have a mocha...or a glass of wine {or champagne}.  Hope you enjoy the tale of my vacation.  The Only Corner To Put Baby In Was Dirty Once or twice a year, hubby and I have the same argument...where are we going on vacation? Pre Baby No. 2, the answer was Hawaii. Post baby No. 2, the thought of a 5 hour flight...the time difference...and traveling with my husband who pulls out his "

Win A Le Creuset Stock Pot! LambAround's 1st Giveaway!

Super huge, mega exciting news today! But, due to my BlogHer (awesome, by the way) agreement, I'm not technically allowed to have the giveaway right here (phooey!) Luckily, BlogHer is perfectly happy with me linking to my giveaway: Win A Le Creuset Stock Pot! LambAround's 1st Giveaway! Good luck, everyone! If I were a rich girl, I'd throw in that bottle of wine too!

Family Reunion in the Seychelles

In honor of our upcoming cruise (or, hey, maybe I'm already away on my cruise right this instant and merely scheduled this post ahead of time, muah ha ha), today's post is actually just a cut/paste repeat of a previous vacation. Enjoy the photos and be patient with the narrative, which was written by my teenage self. My Seychelles Post (This is actually a few posts merged together into one. Ah, the joy of being confined to an island with limited internet access for 2 weeks.) My mum is driving me nuts! She was flipping out when I was posting on MySpace last night. She said I was going to be so embarrassed when people read what I wrote and she kept yelling at me not to post it. I asked her if she knows what MySpace is and she said no. I asked her if she has read what I am posting and she said no. I think that's all I need to say, right? Yesterday, my great grandmother showed me a skirt that she made for me and was trying to get me to  take off my pa