Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

April 30, 1998

Dear Everyone:

Question:  What's the difference between a pillowcase and a European sham? 

Answer:  About 50 bucks. 

They're both pillowcases.  One opens at one end, while the other opens in the middle in the back.  So why does the second one cost so much more?  Because it has the word "European" tacked onto it. 

I've been using the same bed linens for many, many years now.  I believe I had them when “Jeannie”'s cat was staying with me while “Jeannie” went up to Oregon to collect her belongings after moving back down to California.  Certainly there is a well-mended tear in the duvet cover courtesy of said cat.  Bottom line:  After so many years that I've forgotten how many, I need new bed linens.  So, last weekend, “Jeannie” took me shopping. 

Back in the Good Old Days, as in the last time I seriously shopped for sheets and pillowcases, you had two choices:  White or pastel; cotton or Percale.  Maybe a few prints.  And you went for the "high quality" 180 thread count because the higher the thread count, the better the fabric. 

Things have changed.  These days, you might not even find 180 thread count in a department store.  You might have to try the Salvation Army for that.  And forget about Percale.  Now you have to choose between 250 and 310 counts.  And you need to know the difference between Egyptian and American cottons.  And between different species of American cotton. 

And “Jeannie” does know.  She can spot a particular designer from across the room.  She knows which designers are affiliated with which manufacturers.  She can pick up a sheet encased in plastic and pronounce that it's Egyptian cotton, but the sheet itself was actually made in Italy. 

And she knows which discount outlets carry what.  "You can get that for $10 in Vacaville," she tells me.  Mind you, we're talking about a pair of pillowcases.  $10 for pillowcases?  And that's the discount price?  I can remember a time when you could dress the whole bed for $10.  Not anymore. 

Bottom line:  “Jeannie” knows entirely too much about bed linens.  And she has an impressive collection of her own.  She has loaned me a few styles to help me decide on thread count and manufacturer. 

In the end, we didn't buy anything.  Not so much because of "sticker shock" as because I didn't see any particular color or pattern that I fell instantly in love with.  I'm capable of over-indulging myself as well as the next person, but I have to really like it to spend that much money.  We'll keep looking. 

And the trip wasn't a total loss.  At one discount linen place, we found some dark blue drapes for the west bedroom, the one that gets the sun all afternoon long.  They're a casual style, which means installing the curtain rod was easy and they've worked out so well that I'm going back next weekend and getting something similar for the east bedroom. 

We also finally got around to "repotting" my fake ficus trees, which the winter winds kept blowing over until I decided to leave them down until the weather cleared up.  They're now in nice, heavy terra cotta pots with lots of gravel to keep them in place. 

We're still looking for a way to shade the patio.  But homeowner-wise, things are looking good. 

Love, as always, 

 

Pete

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