What do you have to have with you when you travel?
My Stinky Pillow
Flat, Stained, Old, Stinky. This is how someone, other than myself would describe my pillow. Comfortable, Firm, Scented via Bath and Body works assorted lotions, shabby chic in color, this is how I know my pillow. It's like a binky is to a baby, my pillow. Without it, my sleep is non-existant due to my neck's inability to adjust to just any other pillow. My head rages, I panic, toss and turn and don't even think that when morning comes it gets better. You can imagine now how I nearly had a nervous break down at the thought of my beloved pillow being lost in the tornado that so carelessly claimed my home. My fearless husband recovered it for me, yes a little bit dirty and wet but still perfect. I simply sprayed it with a little lysol when no one was looking, it may be colored a little bit like oatmeal....but there aren't any germs I guarentee that! I love my pillow. When I travel it travels with me....
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