Earlier tonight, I was sound asleep, as was Carl, when:
Carl: That thing. You got that thing?
Me: hmph? Wha... huh?
Carl: That thing. With the engine. And the parts?
Me: The whadahuh?
Carl: The one you got on e-Bay.
Me: Oh. You're talking in your sleep.
Carl: It's gonna look good on you. With the engine. And those things. You know.
Me: Engine? Things?
Carl: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Me: !!!!
Usually I can decipher what he's dreaming and talking about, and it's no big deal. But then I was just awake enough to start wondering what thing with an engine he could be thinking about that I might wear. Which just woke me right-the-hell up. Now I can't fall back to sleep. And the worst part is, he'll never remember what it was all about in the morning. grrrrrrrrrr.
Posted by toni at November 5, 2004 03:04 AMLOL. Perhaps it's something cute and frilly ... with propellers. ;)
-G
Posted by: Garrison Steelle at November 5, 2004 07:04 AMUm...engineered lingerie? This is hilarious.
:)
Feithy
Posted by: feithy at November 5, 2004 11:05 AMHaha.. one can only imagine.
One of my exes did something similar one night, started asking me questions in a dead sleep. I'd just come to bed, and the conversation was so random and weird I had to bury my face in a pillow, I was laughing so hard, yet I didn't want to wake her up because I wanted to see what else she'd say.
Her: Did you see the shop with the crickets?
Me: What?
Her: You know.. the crickets.. with the crickets.
Me: What? What crickets?
Her: The crickets.. the bugs with the crickets.
Me (fighting laughter): What the hell are you talking about?
Her (catching the giggles from my laughter): Heeheehee.. you know, the shop with the crickets... and the crickets.
This went on for at least five minutes before we both were laughing. She finally woke up enough to realize she was talking in her sleep, but after I'd had my laughs, I let her go back to sleep. The next day, she came home and told me she'd been in the middle of work and remembered the conversation, and that she just knew I was going to make fun of her for it. :P
Posted by: Alena at November 6, 2004 02:06 PMNow that totally cracks me up. But at least she remembered it! I still haven't found out what the engine was for. grrr. And now I'm going to dream about crickets! heh. I hope I talk about them in my sleep, just to confuse him.
I personally say if he comes to bed with a wicked grin and that engine is wired for 220 and has a back up generator with a Die Hard battery, cross ya legs and lock the door. Teeth will be rattled by the time he's done!
My husband relays a story every so often about how it is that I have conversations in my sleep.
Some time ago, Ray Charles was the spokesman for Diet Pepsi. I don't know if you happen to remember the campaign or not but the tag line was "You got the right one baby" with the background singers replying "uh huh".
One night while sleeping my husband started asking me a laundry list of questions. To all of the questions my answer was "uh huh". Then he comes up with the question "You got the right one baby?" and I sleepily replied......"uh huh". It should go without saying that his giggling woke me up enough to swat him with a pillow for waking me. When he relayed the story to me with me being fully awake and operational, I repeated the swat........sans pillow.
Posted by: Shannon at November 7, 2004 11:49 PM