Punk.

We have a new sleeping partner and I don't know how to feel about it.

I guess I shouldn't say "we" have a new sleeping partner because it is just Ryan. He has decided to throw a big, long body pillow right in the middle of the bed each night. It is driving me nuts.

I do not cuddle and I don't want Ryan to touch me when I sleep but now, there is a barrier there.

Where the bed was open before, it isn't now. If I get cold, I can't roll over and warm up next to my husband. I have to roll over and warm up next to my husband's body pillow.

I don't want to be like Lucy and Ricky. I don't want to sleep in separate beds. I have a feeling it is coming though. First the pillow then the separate beds. This is what our life has come to.

I confronted him about it last night when we got in bed. My confrontations don't normally go smoothly. I just threw the pillow off the bed and laid down. He picked it up and put it back. WTH? Then I yelled for a minute, he laughed, and rolled over. It wasn't funny. At.all.

I hate your stupid pillow, Ryan. It sucks and I hate it. Too bad, I'm about to go hide it.

Who's laughing now punk?