The Sleep Saga Continues...
If anyone of you have been reading this blog since we got married you will remember the beginning of the saga almost exactly three years ago. (See here and here and here) It has been about that long since i have written!! And since it is approaching the holidays i figured i should probably describe an even that happened last Christmas, it is never too late to tell a story!! Now back to the saga.
The Christmas Holiday was being spent with both families, a week at the Whickers and a week with the Kusileks/Browns. All the kids were going to be there were their families on both sides. It seemed to be pretty much your standard holiday season; imagine Home Alone, lots of airports, hustle and bustle, snow and ice, lights and presents, just no forgotten kids. But this was no ordinary holiday. My dad was kind enough to let us all stay at his newly purchased and partially renovated home; an old country house on a quiet street in small-town Wisconsin. As every old house has, it had its fair share of creeks and cricks, but it was clean and well decorated. Immediately after we all arrived we ventured into the unexplored territory and claimed our own bedrooms, i shared one with Ali since we sleep together every night. It was a dark old room in the corner of the upstairs, little did we know of the mysteries that lay in store.
After we got settled in and fraternized a bit, we got sleepy and headed off to bed. The hallway was dark as we ascended to the upstairs from below. Alison was beginning to feel the tension of an unfamiliar house that she hadn't cleaned herself, not knowing what dirt and grime might be hiding behind our bedroom door. As she jumped into bed with cat-like speed and reflexes, making sure to touch as little as possible with her bare feet, she let out a deep sigh of relief and exhaustion. She could finally rest...
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound! With all the energy and force she could muster not to scream she let out wimper and said, "Oooh, what is that?!! Honey, will you please find out what that is?" Without even the slightest hesitation and nerves of steel, I turned on the light and went hunting for whatever beast dared strike fear into the heart of my fair maiden. I quickly spotted a dying fly on the floor and...made the sound cease. I got back into bed and all was well, or was it?
One of us drifted peacefully off to sleep while the other drifted nervously off to sleep. My sleep was deep, and good, but in a moment of partial consciousness i slithered my foot under the covers as to be better able to cuddle with its friend, Ali's foot. The moment my foot touched hers something happened that i never would have expected to happen in a thousand years... There was a stiffness in the body of Alison, and she bent at her waist and rose up like zombie corpse out of a grave, starting with a low moan and crescendoing into a full fledged scream. My eyes flew open in bewilderment, "what could have possessed such a person to cause such a commotion" was all i could think. She immediately began to thrash about waving wildly at her feet and kicking at the covers. In a moment of sheer desperation i threw my hand to her back and said, "its okay honey, it was just my foot, it was just my foot." It worked. She instantly became still, sat there for what seemed like a decade staring at her feet in front of her and then... dropped her head back down to her pillow, sound asleep. I lay there in the heavy darkness, waiting. Was it possible that no one else heard the scream heard round the world? not even the baby sleeping at the foot of the bed? As i continued to wait, hearing nothing, i looked down at Alison remembering what i had just witnessed and laughed. I laughed and laughed until i fell asleep and then i woke up laughing. What a woman.
Hope you enjoyed, and may the saga be ever in your favor.
**This is Alison. And this is an extremely, extremely exaggerated story. I was not that afraid of touching the floor and I was not nervously drifting off to sleep! Puh-LEASE. And the part about "she immediately began to thrash about waving wilding at her feet"?? Exaggerated. But I will tell you that in the Am, Perris' sister, Maddy, said, "Ali did you scream last night in the middle of the night?" I was gave her an adamant "NO!" (because truly I had/have no recollection of this). She turned to everyone--her boyfriend, brother, Dad, etc and none heard the scream. Perris comes home that night and Maddy gets to ask him if he heard anything. Then he starts to LAUGH hysterically and tells the story. Well maybe I was afraid of bugs, OKAY!!??!
The Christmas Holiday was being spent with both families, a week at the Whickers and a week with the Kusileks/Browns. All the kids were going to be there were their families on both sides. It seemed to be pretty much your standard holiday season; imagine Home Alone, lots of airports, hustle and bustle, snow and ice, lights and presents, just no forgotten kids. But this was no ordinary holiday. My dad was kind enough to let us all stay at his newly purchased and partially renovated home; an old country house on a quiet street in small-town Wisconsin. As every old house has, it had its fair share of creeks and cricks, but it was clean and well decorated. Immediately after we all arrived we ventured into the unexplored territory and claimed our own bedrooms, i shared one with Ali since we sleep together every night. It was a dark old room in the corner of the upstairs, little did we know of the mysteries that lay in store.
After we got settled in and fraternized a bit, we got sleepy and headed off to bed. The hallway was dark as we ascended to the upstairs from below. Alison was beginning to feel the tension of an unfamiliar house that she hadn't cleaned herself, not knowing what dirt and grime might be hiding behind our bedroom door. As she jumped into bed with cat-like speed and reflexes, making sure to touch as little as possible with her bare feet, she let out a deep sigh of relief and exhaustion. She could finally rest...
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound! With all the energy and force she could muster not to scream she let out wimper and said, "Oooh, what is that?!! Honey, will you please find out what that is?" Without even the slightest hesitation and nerves of steel, I turned on the light and went hunting for whatever beast dared strike fear into the heart of my fair maiden. I quickly spotted a dying fly on the floor and...made the sound cease. I got back into bed and all was well, or was it?
One of us drifted peacefully off to sleep while the other drifted nervously off to sleep. My sleep was deep, and good, but in a moment of partial consciousness i slithered my foot under the covers as to be better able to cuddle with its friend, Ali's foot. The moment my foot touched hers something happened that i never would have expected to happen in a thousand years... There was a stiffness in the body of Alison, and she bent at her waist and rose up like zombie corpse out of a grave, starting with a low moan and crescendoing into a full fledged scream. My eyes flew open in bewilderment, "what could have possessed such a person to cause such a commotion" was all i could think. She immediately began to thrash about waving wildly at her feet and kicking at the covers. In a moment of sheer desperation i threw my hand to her back and said, "its okay honey, it was just my foot, it was just my foot." It worked. She instantly became still, sat there for what seemed like a decade staring at her feet in front of her and then... dropped her head back down to her pillow, sound asleep. I lay there in the heavy darkness, waiting. Was it possible that no one else heard the scream heard round the world? not even the baby sleeping at the foot of the bed? As i continued to wait, hearing nothing, i looked down at Alison remembering what i had just witnessed and laughed. I laughed and laughed until i fell asleep and then i woke up laughing. What a woman.
Hope you enjoyed, and may the saga be ever in your favor.
**This is Alison. And this is an extremely, extremely exaggerated story. I was not that afraid of touching the floor and I was not nervously drifting off to sleep! Puh-LEASE. And the part about "she immediately began to thrash about waving wilding at her feet"?? Exaggerated. But I will tell you that in the Am, Perris' sister, Maddy, said, "Ali did you scream last night in the middle of the night?" I was gave her an adamant "NO!" (because truly I had/have no recollection of this). She turned to everyone--her boyfriend, brother, Dad, etc and none heard the scream. Perris comes home that night and Maddy gets to ask him if he heard anything. Then he starts to LAUGH hysterically and tells the story. Well maybe I was afraid of bugs, OKAY!!??!
Oh my dear hilariousness! Thanks for a good mid morning giggle. Had to widen my eyes to keep reading because I was tearing while laughing so hard :) FUN times.
ReplyDeleteI was laughing so hard out loud and David kept asking, what are you laughing at!! You two are HILARIOUS!
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