Following my idyllic stay in Elyria, I stayed at a single woman's home. It's not what you think - we were visiting my sainted wife's family. There is something unique about such a home - namely, it is filled with femaleosity. Everywhere I turn, there is a little throw, a decorative frou-frou, plates hanging on walls, a seasonal touch - the things a curmudgeon NEVER thinks about. Places are artfully set at the table, the decorative fruit bowl actually contains fruit, not wax - essentially, it is a foreign land.
And the beds! I wish I knew what female button the designer who said "no bed can have too many pillows" pushed - he really struck gold. I had to wade through a dozen or so just to catch a nap.
This is not to suggest my wife doesn't add feminine touches to our house, but she DOES live with a curmudgeon and there's a limit to what she can get away with.
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