Sunday, February 12, 2012

In the Middle of the Night...


So something extremely funny happened the other night. Grant wrote about it in his letter to his little brother on a mission, so I'll post that in his words (with a couple minor edits here and there). 

So we got home late one night after a double date.  I was super tired but Nicole wasn't---or at least she said she wasn't---she wanted to watch a movie.  But I just laid down on our bed and zonked out, and apparently she lied down on top of me and fell asleep too.  So I woke up sometime later and of course the lights were still on and we were still in our normal clothes.  I got up, got changed into my pajamas, and started to take Nicole's clothes off.  She said "What are you doing?" I said, "I'm taking your clothes off!" She said excitedly "Oooh hoo!"  I could tell that she wasn't really awake. I take off her pants, then I sat her up to take off her top and she asks me what I'm doing and I said I was taking her top off, and she said "Mmmmm" and then for some reason chomped on my shoulder, like with her teeth. It made me laugh.  She plopped down again and said "So cold!" so I told her to get in the sheets and she smiled and did so.  I brushed my teeth and laid down beside her, and she wrapped her arm and her leg around me! haha!  I fell asleep.

Then at about 4 o'clock, I find myself slipping out of a dream as I had snuggled up to Nicole and said into her ear, "No matter what the computer says," then I start singing a Kenny Rogers song inspired from a Lady in the Tramp Disney music video from my youth [see below], "Lady, I'm your night in shining armor, and I love you..."  This is out loud in real life, and Nicole was totally asleep.  After that, we sat there for a moment, and Nicole said later that at that moment she thought about just ignoring it and going back to sleep but then she thought No! and said, "Grant, were you just singing?" 
"Mmm yeah"  I replied.
"Wait, why were you singing?"
"What do you mean why was I singing?"
"Why were you just singing right now?"
"Because I said, No matter what the computer says, (singing again) 'Lady, I'm your knight in shining armor, and I love you...'"
"Are you even awake?"
"Of course I'm awake!" (I sincerely thought I was, especially since I remember all of this, but I found out later I wasn't quite all the way awake)
"No you're not!"
"I am too!"
"You're not making any sense!"
"YOU"RE not making any sense!"
"What are you talking about?! Why were you just singing so loud right in my ear?"
"Because the computer..."
"What computer? What are you talking about?"
"I don't know, I just wanted you to know that I love you"
"Are you really awake?"
"Yes I swear I really am (by this time I was more lucid, and realized that Nicole really didn't know what I was talking about, since "the computer" I was referring to was in my dream before I woke up)"
"But you're not making any sense."
I shifted tactics in my half-comatose condition "Well let me ask YOU something: Why aren't you wearing any clothes??"
Nicole observed herself and said "Wait! Where are my clothes?!  Why am I naked?!" (She was in her undies still)
"Because we fell asleep in our clothes and I undressed you!  You don't remember any of this?"
"No!"
"You were talking to me and bit me!  I was pushing you around, sitting you up, tucking you in"
"I don't remember any of this, you could have raped me in my sleep!"
"I actually thought about that..."
I told her about my dream of us both working on at a mine site, and the GPS tracking products that my company makes were tracking us, but not showing that we spent a lot of time together.  That's why I felt the need to reassure her of my love, and apparently the best way was with the Kenny Rogers classic.  We laughed for about 5 minutes, then pretty quickly fell fast asleep again.


Sticky Note Surpise

Grant and I have a lot of fun together. So far being married has actually been quite fun. But maybe that comes from being married to the best man in the world. I don't mind being mushy because no one else will probably read this but Grant anyway. I have this little thing that I say to him, (half serious, half joking) "No other girl will ever know." Meaning, "no other girl will ever know that I married the perfect man".
         Case in point, the other day I wasn't feeling well so I stayed home from school and slept in. Grant left for work before I woke up. I groggily stumbled out of my bedroom, and walked over to the microwave to check the time. On the front of the microwave I noticed a sticky note with a picture of peas and a carrot with our initials underneath.
I was so confused. I was thinking, "is this a hint that he wants peas and carrots for dinner tonight?" or "is he saying he likes peas and I like carrots? He knows i don't like carrots." But then I turned and saw MORE sticky notes all over the kitchen, then the living room and the bathroom. 
   







Sorry, the last few pictures are pretty dark. But in case you might have missed it, ketchup and hotdogs,  shampoo and conditioner, socks and shoes, peas and carrots, bread and toasters, keys and locks, all have something in common--they belong together. I thought this was the cutest thing I had ever seen in my entire life!
Yes, no one will ever know.