Disaster has struck

Yesterday my electric blanket died. It just died and nothing I have tried will make it work again. I am unable to sleep without my electric blanket. I am in deep mourning and to make it worse, all the stores are closed for Rememberance Day and I cannot buy a new one until tomorrow!

My parents house where I grew up is very drafty. It also has electric heat and no furnace, and as a result it is always cold. Good in the summer but when you live in a province that has 8 months of cold weather, not so good. When I was a kid and it was bedtime, my room was always cold, so I would turn on the heat, but as I have never been a fan of delayed gratification, I would turn the heat up really, really high so as to get the room as warm as possible as soon as possible. Then I would go to bed, usually waking up in the middle of the night sweating my ass off. Then, in my own twisted logic, I would reason that it was easier to open the window than get up and turn off the heat. So, the heater would be blasting away at about 80 degrees, with the window wide open, and I would almost always forget to either shut off the heat, or close the window when I left for school. Inevitably, either my mother of father would go in my room for something and freak out and I would get in trouble. This went for several years until one day, in desperation, and after thousands of dollars in heating bills, my father literally pried the thermostat off the wall in my bedroom (he has since replaced it), and so that I wouldn't freeze to death, bought me an electric blanket.

Thus, my love affair with the electric blanket was born. I use it every night in the winter, every single night. My room is always freezing, actually the window is open all year round, except if there is a blizzard and snow blows in. I can't sleep if the room is too warm, I like it best when its chilly, but I am always toasty warm under my piece of electric heaven. Until yesterday, when it died. And now I can't sleep. You would think that a 151lb dog , who has now come to believe that the bed is his by divine right, would give off a little heat, but no, not even a little. Last night, I even tried to revert to my old ways, turning the heat in the room way up, but it didn't work. No warm bed. No sleep. I hope they sell electric blankets at Wal-Mart, because I will be there when they open the doors.

On an unrelated note, Lost last night made me very, very happy with the naked Sawyer. I love this show so very much already and then they throw in naked Sawyer, thank you Lost, thank you.