Hubby worked all night last night, and came home just in time for me and the girls to leave for school/work. Now mind you, he is a VERY sound sleeper, and so normally, we have learned to not expect to remember anything said to him while he is not fully awake.
So, when I get to work this morning, he called me. He wanted to make sure I called him at NOON today, so he could go to his doctor appointment.
Just as promised, noon straight up, I called. Here’s the jist of our conversation:
Him (answering phone): ……harummphhhhhh…..
Me: Hi honey, I just wanted to let you know its noon.
Him: (stretch) (yawn) (mumbling incoherently) ok….. (little snore)
Me: Are you awake?
Him: (startled) Yes, I’m awake.
Me: What time is your doctor’s appointment?
Him: I don’t have one. They haven’t called me yet, so I must have one tomorrow.
Me: Huh? Then why did I have to call and wake you up at noon?
Him: (snore) (startled again) So I could go get something to eat.
Me: What do you mean?
Him: What are you talking about?
Me: What do you mean, get something to eat? You wanted me to wake you up to eat?
Him: So I can go to lunch.
Me: (giggling) Who are you going to lunch with?
Him: I’m going to lunch with the dwaorfarisdorf.
I’m sitting there dumbfounded, thinking… Dwarfs? Doris? El Diablo? WTF?
Me: Who? Doris? Our neighbor lady?
Him: (yelling) I’m going to lunch with the DWARFS! The LITTLE PEOPLE!
Me: (laughing uncontrollably) Well, you’d better get up– you don’t want to be late!
Him: (suddenly awake) Oh shit, I did it again, didn’t I… I must have been dreaming.
Me: Yup, love you. Talk to you later.
I can’t wait to call him back. Because I’m pretty sure he does have an appointment today of some sort, and I’m pretty positive it wasn’t with any damn midget, or the 60 year old neighbor lady.
