It seems quite reasonable to point out that for about a hundred years we've been able to modulate environmental factors in our homes but we go out of our way to find the perfect blanket. We can basically terraform every room in our house to fit our needs and wants yet we still cling to our blankies for something I can only surmise as a psychological regression into fetal nourishment. They help us feel like we can return to the soothing warmth of a mothers womb. I can't find anything really wrong with this although it does seem a bit pitiful the more I think about it.
I certainly hope we will all continue to use blankets.
It's true we can regulate our home temperatures, but for most people, that means using air conditioning and heating, both of which cost money and waste resources. A blanket is a much less wasteful method of keeping warm.
Yes-- I agree with Marissa + they look nice on beds, especially the handmade quilts that remind us of their makers. I actually prefer to sleep on a cool room, with cozy blankets, breathing fresh air, and keeping warm at the same time.
Your body temperature goes down when you fall asleep, so a comfortable temperature when you're awake will feel cold after you doze off. That's why we need blankets. Plus, they're comfortable to cuddle up under, of course.
Yes, this is a strange thread but in a hilariously delightful way. So I must chime in. In addition to psychological comfort, I think it's also about psychological safety and protection. We are vulnerable when we sleep, a total loss of control over our body awareness. Covering up while we sleep protects us, if only from the occasional spider or mosquito.
Well that's just Duckie...I'm ducking now, totally chagrined at my typo Quacker to Quaker. I can blame spell check for that. There now, I think that covers it. If anyone gets their feathers up over this, please send me the Bill. I can deal with it no problem, like water off a duck's back.
I know, right? Or in junior high, we were to sit on the floor in the hallway, facing the lockers, and bend forward, arms over our heads! (presumably because at that age, we could no longer fit under our desks...) Yeah! Real safety and protection! More like perfect position to bend over and kiss your arse goodbye! And we weren't even given any blankets. I shall have to discuss this with my therapist!
We did the same hallway crouch for tornado drills back in the 1980’s. My favorite thing was the fire drills in the middle of winter. We couldn’t take our coats to class, so everyone was in the snow and cold without them. One school had its fire drills end in the gym (I guess so we could all die together).
My first blanket has been holding me hostage since I was a baby. It whispers in my ear every night, telling me that if I ever disobey orders it will kill me in my sleep. I now have a small army of blankets as requested by Blankie. I feel so smothered and overheated. Someone please send help.
I am originally from Northern California. Contrary to what some people might think, it can get cold at night there depending upon where you live (for example, in San Francisco’s Richmond and Sunset Districts). As a matter of fact, it can even be cold in the Richmond or Sunset during the day depending upon the wind current. Early on, I became acclimated to sleeping with blankets year around as well as to always leaving home with a jacket on. Furthermore, it is not uncommon for tourists to come to the Bay Area for a vacation and have to go to Macy’s in Union Square to buy outerwear.
ROFL, Gregory! I, too, am a San Francisco born and raised native. We lived on the other side of town, in Vistitacion Valley, which was sort of the "donut hole" in the overcast (along with the Mission District). However, moving from the blanket to the moth hole, my first house was in Pacifica, which inspired this poem (probably also understandable for those out in the Sunset):
"Standing on the cliffs at dusk; The sun comes out, And goes down. You have to live in Pacifica To understand."
LOL--the point of the poem being, that in that area, it would be foggy and cold and overcast most of the day; the sun might break through sometime between 4 and 6 in the evening, just in time for sunset. (In the summer, anyway--the clear skies happened in winter--provided it wasn't raining.)
If you’ve ever lived in Erie, PA, you would certainly know what blankets are because it gets mighty cold there during the winter. I’ve noticed that at least two members of HubPages live there and would probably confirm this.