"I change the sheets everytime I run out of socks."

So last night I stayed the night with my parents. Due to my back problems and being my parents' baby, i get the priveledge of sleeping in my mom's bed. When I got in last night, I kicked a piece of cloth at the end of the bed and immediately freaked. SOCK! I don't know why, but the feeling of someone else's used sock on my skin is. . . unacceptable. . and creepy. . . and gross.

me: EWW. [went from straight lay out position to fetal]
mama: What? Did you find a sock?
me: yessss.
mama: There is probably another one down there too.
me: Why do you always have socks in your bed? Just stop wearing socks.
mama: Sometimes, when I change the sheets, there will be a whole pile of them in that little lip at the end.
me: Oh geez. . how often do you change the sheets?
mama: . . .when i run out of socks.
me: [laughter]. . .gross.
mama: [giggles] Yeah i change my sheets everytime i run out of socks.
mama: just kidding.
me: I have to write that down.
mama: I hate it when you do that. No one needs to know. It's not even funny.
me: You're right. . I will have to blog about it.

the end.