My life has suddenly reached a very strange point. There are certain times where my wife has accused me of acting somewhat less than my own age. I wouldn't say silliness runs in my family... No, no... Silliness strolls through, shaking hands, giving hugs, and getting to know every member individually. Such is the burden of my dear, dear wife to be married to one such as me. But tonight a strange conversation with Danielle left me in apoplexy at the weirdness of things in general.
We're snuggling in to bed. The day is done, and sweet dreams await as we finish reading scriptures and I arise to brush my teeth as the last bit of my nightly routine. As I leave the bed my wife burrows deeper into the sheets and comments "I feel like I'm in one of those sleep things."
Me, turning back: "What?"
Danielle: "Like in that movie."
Me: "What movie?"
Danielle: "That movie where the monkey steals the astronaut's sleep pod."
Me: ". . ."
Danielle: "You've never seen that movie?"
Me: "I don't think that's a movie."
Danielle: "No, it totally is! They go to the moon and the monkey takes the guy's sleep thing so he's awake the whole time."
Me: "Sweetheart, I think what you're telling me about is a burrito-induced nightmare you once had."
Danielle: "Seriously, it's a movie! The guy tries to fit in the monkey's pod but doesn't fit so he only sleeps like two days, then he gets up and eats all the food and gets really really bored."
Me: ". . ."
Danielle: "Look it up!"
Me: "What would I even search for? 'Monkey sleeping space movie?'"
Danielle: "Yeah."
Me: "Seriously? Good grief." *Googling... Googling... Googling...* "Oh sweet Baby Buddha..."
We're snuggling in to bed. The day is done, and sweet dreams await as we finish reading scriptures and I arise to brush my teeth as the last bit of my nightly routine. As I leave the bed my wife burrows deeper into the sheets and comments "I feel like I'm in one of those sleep things."
Me, turning back: "What?"
Danielle: "Like in that movie."
Me: "What movie?"
Danielle: "That movie where the monkey steals the astronaut's sleep pod."
Me: ". . ."
Danielle: "You've never seen that movie?"
Me: "I don't think that's a movie."
Danielle: "No, it totally is! They go to the moon and the monkey takes the guy's sleep thing so he's awake the whole time."
Me: "Sweetheart, I think what you're telling me about is a burrito-induced nightmare you once had."
Danielle: "Seriously, it's a movie! The guy tries to fit in the monkey's pod but doesn't fit so he only sleeps like two days, then he gets up and eats all the food and gets really really bored."
Me: ". . ."
Danielle: "Look it up!"
Me: "What would I even search for? 'Monkey sleeping space movie?'"
Danielle: "Yeah."
Me: "Seriously? Good grief." *Googling... Googling... Googling...* "Oh sweet Baby Buddha..."
Me: "This must be what madness feels like..."
