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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

Omaha's Tourism Ambassador (aka Me!)

I haven't quite gotten Omaha out of my system and have been researching what it would be like to move there. How long do midlife crises usually last? Do you cut that time in half for a mid-midlife crisis ? The Omaha tourism websites only increase my desire for at least a visit, if not a life-changing move. At visitomaha.com , there's an entire section devoted to shopping. They have a store called Chocolate Peacock. Whatever could that be? My rational guess is that it's a typical, everyday candy shop. Then again, who's to say Nebraskans aren't serving the birds as a delicacy, fondue-style? Certainly not me, as Sexy Nerd hasn't agreed to vacation there yet. Omaha does make a big deal about their zoo. Just saying. I really should move to Omaha. Their tourism department needs me! Did you click on the link above? They're trying to convey how friendly and lovable the folks in Omaha are. They want me to believe that a day spent shopping in their various whimsic

Holiday Weekend Blog Hop

Three day weekend, baby! My boss has been at a dental convention since the 15th, so it's a bit longer than 3 days for me. The plan was to get lots of writing done during my time off. I'm pleased to report that my novel is just about finished. Did you catch that in the last part? It's difficult to convey sarcasm through a blog post. Have a fun weekend, everyone!

Call It My Mid-Midlife Crisis

Sexy Nerd and I have been toying with the idea of moving to Omaha, NE. It isn't actually going to happen, but it's still fun to research a new city and place to live. I found a House Hunters clip online featuring a trendy part of Omaha (even less likely to happen, the condo featured was almost a million dollars!) Still, I shared the link with Sexy Nerd via his Facebook page, daydreaming about our hip, imaginary life "in the big city". Hey, when you live on the outskirts of Albuquerque, Omaha looks pretty impressive. They have so much water and greenery! Anyhoo, here is the response to my urban-living fantasy, posted by Sexy Nerd's mom: "No, no I was thinking farm...barnyard full of chickens, ducks, goats...and a garden to spend hours tilling and weeding... freezers full of the fruits of your labors...at least 3 kids running around climbing trees... just saying." Her comment made me smile, but I couldn't think of a reply. Granted,

Jessner Peel, Baby!

I hate my skin! Hate, hate, hate!! This week, at the age of 29, I had my first chemical peel. It was almost painless, but I'm told that my entire face is going to come sloughing off like a snakeskin, probably starting tomorrow. I'm also told that under absolutely no circumstance can I help the icky bits of dead, dried skin on their journey to the floor, where they will undoubtedly and repulsively be frantically gobbled up by Pica and Biscuit. Hands off, no matter how ridiculous and gross my face looks, or I'll risk permanent scarring and discoloration. I hope this is worth it!