My electric blanket is deceased. Caput. Gone.
I think we got our electric blanket for Christmas, either our first or second married Christmas. I am not a cuddling sleeper...I need space...therefore I need a warm blanket. It has been so faithful to keep me warm. It graciously stepped aside when I couldn't use it while I was pregnant, then returned to perfect warmth when (yay) I wasn't pregnant. We have yet to turn on our heat this season. The children have heater fans in their rooms for night-time...and until recently, I had my electric blanket. I am so sad that my blanket has called it quits. I unplugged it from the wall in fear of the fire hazard it had become. Yesterday, I gathered all the cords and tossed 'em. The biggest reason I am so sad...a new electric blanket is TOO expensive!!! My blanket is in 'blanket heaven' now (right?), laughing at me, it's COLD! It could handle the pregnancy, it didn't want to 'cook the baby', but I guess it got a little peeved at not being needed at all other times. So now, laughing, it's thinking, 'Let's see how you get along without me'.
I miss my blanket...but I refuse to take out a second mortgage to replace it here at Christmas-time.