I'm Spinning With Deelight

so first off, this is not our ceiling fan, but i do like the design. anyhoosa, i'm a gal that grew up with ceiling fans and what i mean by that is that my parents installed them in our bedrooms, kitchen, dining room, office/study, etc. and we used them all the time--didn't matter the season, we usually had our fans on. yes, i know it sounds nutty, especially as we live in the midwest where the winters are not kind.

and you know how you tend to use things you grew up with? like some people only use tide detergent because that's what their parents used. or some people are partial to budweiser versus coors beer. it's just preferences. i mean, even when i lived in my awesomely non-airconditioned apartment for five years, i got by with ceiling fans. of course i installed them in the first house i bought (cute 1920s bungalow) and was happy that there was already one in place when the adorable one and i bought our current residence.

the best part is having one in your bedroom and sleeping with it on. all the time. to me, since i usually run hot anyway, i really like having what feels like a breeze when i'm in bed. it's the same thing when the weather is nice and sleeping with the windows open and the attic fan on. i love it, love it, love it. to me it's heavenly.

the adorable one, on the other hand, comes from a different ball of wax. for one, he's no fan of ceiling fans. he thinks they are okay in say a kitchen or even a bathroom. but he's never been all that whippy about the one that resides over our kickass bed. and he's even less enthused, if that is even possible, about sleeping with the windows open when the weather is decent. the boy grew up in a house where the windows were always closed--granted he spent formative years in vegas, so i get where the a/c would be on all the time. and as our girls like to scale the screens, being woken up at 3:00 a.m. if their claws are caught, makes one less inclined to have fresh air blowing in.

because i've learned that all relationships, especially the important ones involve compromise, i agreed that we should turn off the ceiling fan during the winter, because we sure as heck didn't need cool air blowing on us when even when the house was at 68 it felt cold (yes, i get it that i wrote that i usually run hot, which is true, but i run less hot, especially of late.).

so just imagine my surprise when it was his idea to turn on the ceiling fan the other night as he mentioned being all hot and sweaty (mind out of the gutters folks). he further complained that he was waking up due to the room being too warm. so back on went my beloved fan and all is right in the universe. or at least until we have the "let's sleep with the windows" open debate/throw down. luckily for the adorable one that's months off. razzlefrats.