flannel shirts move over!

I've always had a fondness for flannel, but I truly forgot about how much I love it unless I crawled into bed last night with new, newly washed flannel sheets and was WARM. Seriously I have been going to bed cold the last little while, even with cotton sheets covered by two comforters, two knitted blankets and a fleecy blanket on top.

And so yesterday when I finally got around to washing my new Christmas flannel sheets [luckily for me, my mother did not indulge in buying me full-out Christmas themed sheets; the only thing Christmas-y on them are some red snowflakes surrounded by that lovely Bohemian Russian/Bavarian ethnic theme [the closest example I can think of is right here]. I am now seriously back in love with flannel. It was so hard [well, harder than normal] this morning to get out of bed. Soooooo cozy.

My next experiment with comfort will be to don all flannel clothing and then hop into bed. Although I have a feeling that rather than end in superb comfort, it will just end in non-stop static shockings. And you know what, they really, really hurt.

Also while finding the flannel example on IKEA's website, I came across this lovely, lovely bed set, which I know Kyleman would never let me put on our bed but I can only hope: