The "Little King" and the Earplug

So, you all know the Princess and the Pea story --

Well, some of you may not know that Ryan means "little King" (it's an Irish name). Apparently, Ryan is a lot more regal and refined than I am. He slept, until recently when I stole them, on two pillows stuffed in the same pillow-case. Ideal, I thought, for stashing extra earplugs for me when I'd inevitably lose one at night.

He was sensitive to them, and finally we figured out another place to stash them, because he could feel the lumps of the earplugs... even just one or two.

This week, I traded him pillows, and this week I've been sick, so I had all sorts of extras in there: a small mentholedum container, earplugs, chapstick, and a roll of toilet paper. I slept fine. I guess it just goes to show what I catch I made -- though I am apparently a bit of a peasant, I married a "little King."