So....another stormy WNW wind and peppering rain ruins all chances for a decent day on the sand here in FL..... Laziness kicks in.... (Me = 2 rums in and secretly jogging thru the gates of nirvana) This happens... Girlfriend is yawning...caching out... Struggling with balance & equlibrium--apologizing that she needs to nap. Which is ok. And you know what?--that's what Saturday's are for. So. She lays down...5 min later--calls out to me to ask if I'd bring her in a blanket (I keep the A/C at 73-74 here...electric bill (thank Christ) not being on my dime...) Of course I said sure...and being a good boyfriend...I go in there & throw it over her and tuck it under her legs. A luxurious gray micro fleece number. Soft to the touch. Plush & decadent. I immediately go into "good guy" mode.... ....selflessly stuffing sections under her hips, feet, etc. Warmth. Tucking her in. Supremely nestled. She smiles.....and quietly whispers "...I bet I look like a mermaid now..." Me--stepping away--staring in shock at my work: "...well....sorta...." ...I retreated to the living room...stifling my laughter (and deserved fear)....thinking of the art I had just unwittingly created... *fast forward 3 minutes* Her:"....WHA THE F*CK?!?!?!" ...I muffled a quiet "next room reply"...... Me:"...you look great love--sweet dreams..." Cue my laughter and acceptance that I'm on the couch for the next 3 nights. I love rainy summers here.