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Musical Beds

March 17, 2012 By Talya Tate Boerner 5 Comments

Has anyone tried the new McDonald’s Fish McBites? They have been heavily advertised everywhere lately. Who buys these things? I couldn’t even bribe my 11-year-old niece and nephew to test them out during one of our four McDonald’s stops Saturday. Yes, we made four McDonald’s pit stops driving from Dallas to our childhood home in Osceola, Arkansas. The fresh brewed iced tea and generally clean bathrooms make it often the best, safest stop along the way. This 8 hour drive marked the beginning of our exciting spring break kick-off. No exhilarating snow skiing trips to Vail or warm, sunny Caribbean cruises with tropical coconut umbrella drinks. No lazy walks on sugary Destin beaches for us.  Our family spring break trips include Arkansas, complete with tornado warnings, horse races and trips to That Bookstore in Blytheville. Always. That’s just how we are.
As soon as we walked into our house in Arkansas, an immediate argument ensued involving who would sleep where. Tired, numb and irritable, this issue was suddenly escalated to our number one hot topic, ahead of dinner plans. There are 4 bedrooms in this sprawling house if you include the cave-like, tornado-shelter, doll tomb room. I was NOT going to sleep in there. The house rambles around almost in a horseshoe shape, with one bedroom facing each direction which makes for better storm viewing. Rooms were added every few years when Daddy had an especially good crop and Momma was particularly bored.
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The big bedroom in the back of the house is the room Staci and I shared growing up. It’s still our room. The man from Memphis who installed our orange shag carpet in the early 1970s told us he installed the exact carpet in Graceland for Elvis! Wow. And now with one flip of her long straight hair, my niece decided she would sleep in our room? NotGonnaHappen. Our stuff is still in there. Our handprints from Vacation Bible School still mark the space.

A slight meltdown followed as we ignored her. And there was pouting. She shot us the stink eye. With one quick glance to my sister, we silently formed an allegiance like old times, completely pulling rank, taking back what was rightfully ours. We could do that hair flip too, summoning the ghost of our 1970s long mousy brown ironing board straight hair. (insert eye roll here) My niece, Taylor, clearly had no idea we were once cool. Sorta. We haven’t always had this old short brittle hair.
That night, Staci and I settled into our big king sized bed giggling and gossiping until we drifted off to sleep, with visions of an earlier time dancing in our head. There is something about being home that makes you revert to being a teenager…All was calm, until we woke up frozen half to death. It was cold and windy in the back of the house, in our bedroom, even piled under quilts and blankets. We tossed and turned, too cold to escape long enough to turn up the heat. That next morning my back was stiff and my neck hurt. I didn’t feel like a teenager. Was Staci alive? She wasn’t moving. The bed was hard and the pillow was a stone. It didn’t seem the same.
As we crawled into the kitchen for coffee, Momma confessed that our comfy bed had been switched out with another ancient bed from Papa Creecy’s house. What?? Ick! Suddenly our room didn’t seem so attractive. With our sister alliance still firmly in place at breakfast we announced to Taylor, “You can have our bedroom tonight. So you can watch the tv.”

Hollow victory.

talya

Beatles, “I’m so Tired”
The Chordettes, “Mr. Sandman”

Filed Under: Life Tagged With: Elvis, Mississippi County, Northeast Arkansas, Osceola, Spring Break, TBIB

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  1. Staci says

    March 18, 2012 at 6:46 am

    I slept like a baby last night :). Jim didn’t even snore.

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  2. grace grits and gardening says

    March 18, 2012 at 4:19 pm

    I cannot wait to sleep in my bed tonight!

    Reply
  3. Anonymous says

    March 18, 2012 at 11:29 pm

    Ha! What a great way to handle the situation without really solving anything directly. Perhaps we should all blog and express ourselves indirectly through secondhand conversations and Facebook expressions. Whatever works?

    It’s always good to win.

    Reply
    • grace grits and gardening says

      March 19, 2012 at 10:01 am

      It’s fun and brave to post Anonymously, isn’t it?

      Reply
  4. Anonymous says

    March 19, 2012 at 4:17 pm

    Lol…..you go, Talya! Love love love this story! Some things are best handled among ADULTS! It’s like a right of passage, that bedroom thing! Loved hearing ya’ll had Elvis ‘carpet people’!!! Never heard that before! That’s some famous carpet!!! Lol. Your blogs make me SMILE a southern MILE!!! XoXoX
    courtneysmum

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