Just got this in email from Adam:
The first words out of your 98% asleep mouth this morning were "I'm good with things that wobble." I quite enjoyed that.
I plead the fifth. I don't remember that at all!
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- Allison Landa
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2 comments:
Oh my gosh, this is so funny. Because of all the unusual and emotionally harrowing events I've been going through, I've been waking up from the strangest dreams, thinking I'm still in them and asking Bob the wackiest of questions. Every time we're together, he tells me he can't wait to hear what kind of crazy request he'll hear in the middle of the night next. Dreaming, I think, is my therapy.
I imagine Bob's hearing some crazy stuff! I'm thinking good thoughts for you ... I know it's been a tough time.
I'm legendary for my wacky dreams. One night I had a really bad one, woke up, and pushed Adam hard. He gave a startled cry and rolled over on Oliver, who went "Mrr-Ah!" (cat-ese for "Screw You?") with a good bit of vigor. Great chain reaction, that.
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