Every Monday, Tejas cooks me dinner.
But last Monday, I cooked him dinner because he donated his fish and crab from our fishing trip to me.
I made the tastiest, flakiest, fresh, crumb-coated cod filets you can imagine which I served with mashed potatoes, gravy, and green beans dressed in a lemon and mustard sauce.
It was delish!
While Tejas was there, I took the opportunity to show him some of the stuff I’ve acquired for my trip to Sweden – specifically my boots.
He encouraged (forced) me to try them on to make sure they fit okay.
And they did.
Then he proceeded to give me unsolicited advice.
Something along the lines of: SLEEP NAKED WITH THE SWEDE.
At least that was his suggestion when I told him I was planning to get a nice, comfy yet sexy nightgown to sleep in.
There’s another person in the house.
I always wonder what I will do if someone walks in OR if I have to evacuate the house because of a fire or carbon monoxide, etc.
Sleeping naked is not my forte.
If you’re worried about easy access, a nightgown usually hitches up around the waist providing absolutely NO PROTECTION against the onslaught of man.
But then, I came across THIS PAIR OF PAJAMAS on CafePress and I said:
I had to have them.
Sweden AND hockey?
It’s The Swede’s dream.
So folks, I opted to pick not the sexiest pajamas nor the ones that provide the easiest access, but I certainly have selected a popular option.
Sweden and hockey, folks.
There in lies that man’s heart.