First. Post. Ever.
My husband Kent likes to talk in his sleep. Sleepy conversations are somehow even funnier than ones where he's wide awake. Last night at around 1am we were laying in bed talking about the day and our son, and somehow this is where our conversation ended up...
Me: Spencer left a really big drool spot on his sheets when I woke him up from his nap today.
Kent: Throw Scottie in.
Me: What did you just say?
Kent: Dang it. Ignore that.
Me: What are you talking about?
Kent: I was dreaming about Star Trek.
Me: Where you on the U.S.S. Enterprise?
Kent: No, I was on set. Scottie was complaining about not getting enough air time.
The best part is while I was cracking up, my husband was already falling back asleep. Tonight while in bed, we had yet another conversation...only this time he was wide awake. He was smacking on chocolate and slurping down milk. It was so loud it was drowning out the movie. Seriously, it's like he has a megaphone in his larynx.
Me: When are you going to stop making those disgusting noises?
Kent: I'm trying to live!
*facepalm*
That last line had me really cracking up. You fed him the perfect lines and he hits it outta the ballpark. Can't wait to keep reading!!
ReplyDeleteWe are truly perfect for one another. :p
DeleteHa! I'm trying to live!
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