conversations with a half-asleep wife | 02.01.12

Scene: It’s the evening after we have stocked up on my favorite variety of Girl Scout cookies, the elusive Lemonades. As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a little obsessed with them. And apparently was dreaming about them.

Brooke: “All I do is keep picturing those boxes of Girl Scout cookies….”

Nick: “What?”

Brooke: “The boxes of Girl Scout cookies.”

Nick, awoken by my rambling, and confused, thinking I’m awake: “Uh, do you want me to go downstairs to get them for you?”

Brooke: “NO — I just keep picturing those boxes of Girl Scout cookies.”

Nick: “Okay…”

Brooke: “The boxes of cookies that are downstairs in the kitchen.”

Nick: “Right… so do you want me to get them for you?”

Brooke: “NO! Nevermind. I know I’m not making any sense.”

I never did get my Lemonades that night. But never fear — I survived.

comments

  1. Haha!! I used to do that ALL THE TIME! And I would get so frustrated at Rob when he didn’t understand what I was talking about. :)

  2. My husband tells me that there’s a point where I start to doze off that I start the most random discussions with him, and the next morning I have no clue what I was talking about. LOL!

    BTW, I’m totally jealous that you already have your hands on some girl scout cookies! I’m (im)patiently waiting for our order to come in!

  3. haha that’s so funny! But really sweet that he was willing to go downstairs and get them for you :)

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