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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

Just Hire a Mover

When SN and I moved 10 years ago, I swore I'd never risk my health and safety (and, let's face it, my sanity) again by cheaping out on a professional moving crew. Hauling furniture up and down stairs always results in cuts and bruises, at least for clumsy folks like myself, and puts you at risk for long-term back and knee injuries. I'm convinced! Even if we didn't want to invest in professional help, friends and family members have been telling us to let them know when we're ready for them to lend a hand. So why did we move our entire house by ourselves again? Because we're fools, obviously. Our staircase didn't seem quite so outrageous before we started moving. What happened to it? Yesterday (or should I say "yesterday," as we're still without internet. Thanks to useless Century Link, I'm not sure when this will be posted. You suck, Century Link!), SN and I spent the day cleaning and staging our old house. We'd already moved m

A Blogger Without Internet Is Like...

...it's like...ummm...well, I don't know what a blogger without internet is like because I don't have the internet to look it up. I'm forced to pre-write this post offline because we've moved into our new house (hooray!) and Century Link is a big bunch of buttheads who won't connect our internet service (boo!). I have an exciting new Amerisleep review to share with you. We recently ordered 2 more mattresses, an Amerisleep Revere (AS2) and an Amerisleep Colonial (AS4) to complement our 5-years-young Liberty Bed. I might even use it as an opportunity to test out Facebook Live. If only I had internet... There are lots of new home photos to share. I've been cooking in our fabulous all-white kitchen and have some great new recipes to share. We've seen wild animals and have narrowly avoided running them over (thank goodness) and there are funny stories to share about their near misses with death. I even went on my first-ever business trip. I need to sha

Lemon Lime Bitters Recipe

Lemon Lime and Bitters! This was my go-to drink while Sexy Nerd and I were visiting my family in Australia.  Interestingly, we were told this drink is often served to children because the alcohol content is fairly low. I really can't imagine that going over well in the US! Why isn't Lemon Lime & Bitters popular here? It's so good! While we're at it, the same question goes for Vegemite, Freddo Frog, and Violet Crumble bars. Me with my mum's cousin - we're like twins! Me with my SN - we're not like twins! (Thank goodness.) While I may not be able to recreate my beloved Vegemite (though I've seen a few disastrously messy blog posts where people have tried), making Lemon Lime & Bitters is easy peasy, lemon (lime and bitters) squeezy. See what I did there? Yeah, I'm pretty impressed with myself.   Lemon Lime & Bitters Recipe for 1 drink (8oz) Add the following ingredients to a glass, stir, and enjoy

Why am I Sad? Depression is Weird

Update: Don't freak out over this blog post. My spirit animal is basically a lemming and has been since I was 16, but I'm still here today. Depression isn't always like you see in Zoloft commercials. You never know for sure who is suffering. I've considered going to see a professional, but 95% of the time I am the happiest person around. Sad me can't make the appointment and happy me thinks it's unnecessary. I think I've mentioned the things in this post in such a casual way because they've been a part of my life for so long, always hovering, that I tend to feel very casually toward them. And this was never intended to be a childhood trauma post. The point was that if I want to go anywhere with someone, SN and my mom are my only options. I have no friends. I don't know what to do about that. My sleep doctor says I can't sleep because I am depressed. No, I am depressed because I can't sleep. I found something really great for us to do tod