March 12, 2008
Wenchie & the Sandman
I do many things while I sleep.
I hog the covers. I freeze my ass off because Husband hogged the covers. I accidentally kick Husband. I fart.
I've been known to snore, but ONLY when I have a cold. When I take Nyquil, I have vivid sex dreams about everyone in the world but Bruce Campbell.
When I was little, I used to sleepwalk. Once, I came downstairs without my pajama top. On a night when my parents were entertaining some of my Dad's co-workers. Yeah, I knew how to make an entrace even then.
I sometimes talk in my sleep, but not like Husband. I'll mutter a bit, but Husband will sit up and say stuff like, "I have to take the bridge plans over to Naperville in the morning. Do you think Bob will be done with the files by then?"
One time, I did a total 180 in bed so that I woke up with my head at the foot of the bed under the sheets. Scared the sheet outta me!
But last night was a first.
I don't remember what woke me, but Husband looked at me and asked, "Do you realize you were singing?"
"Um... no."
"Were you asleep?!"
"Um... yeah."
"You were singing in your sleep!"
Actually, in my defense, it was more like humming. But there was a distinguishable melody. With my luck, I'm sure it was the next number one hit, but now we'll never know.
How cool would it be to be a one hit wonder at 38?! And they'd come to my house to film an episode of "Behind the Music," and they'd have to meet my family. And they'd decide that my family is so insane that they'd make a great reality show.
...
Okay, good thing I woke up.
Comments
OMG! HILARIOUS! I have done weird things in my sleep - like cut my hair. But, I have never sung. Too funny.
Posted by: KT at March 12, 2008 10:59 AM
At least singing isn't permanent...
Posted by: Homidus Corax Celticus at March 13, 2008 08:47 AM