as of late...: August 2010

my new husband Dominick...

talks in his sleep.

having not lived with him before we got married this is something I have learned about him over the past 5 months.

I thought I would share 3 of my favorites time I have been woken up by his unconscious conversations.

1. after we had been married just a few weeks we went to visit my brother and sister-in-law in Colorado. we were sleeping on an air mattress on their living room floor and it was our last night before we made the drive home. I was sound asleep when I feel Dominick pushing me in my back. "are you trying to wake me up?" I ask him. he replies with a rather frustrated tone that I would ask such an obvious question, "YESSS!"

"what is it?" I grogily ponder.

"I don't think it's a big deal if those little girls get a tool out of the tool shed once in a while."

confused I ask for a repetition of his statement. again he is frustrated that I am not understanding the obviousness of what he is pointing out to me. he repeats himself,

"I SAID! I don think it's a big deal if those girls get a tool out of the tool shed once in a while!"

i'm trying to understand what you are talking about Nick, but I don't. I'm sorry.

this is when he sits up to explain it too me and begins to realize that he is not making sense and says, "nevermind." and lays back down.

the next morning I learn he was dreaming we had daughters and that I was being a little over protective.

2. about a month later I'm asleep when he wakes me starts tryig to wake me up.

"get up and look at this." he says.

this time I am a little more skeptical and so I ask, "are you sleeping? are you sure you are awake?"

again in the familiar frustrated tone, "no, I am awake, you need to look at this."

so I reluctantly sit up and ask, "what is it?"

he reaches across me at the white of my pillow sticking out of my red pillow case and makes a pinching motion, "look at theses worms." he says.

"what?!?!" I scream, which wakes him up enough to again say, "nevermind" and lay back down.

3. last night, 3:35 am, for some reason I'm lying awake when he jumps up. "it's ok baby, you were dreaming." I try to comfort him before the madness starts but he quickly replies, "I know. now I remember why we are sleeping over here instead of over there." he makes a motion toward the window with his head. then he starts reaching under our pillows. I had already put my head back on my pillow and tucked my hands under and I think, "ahh, he wants to hold my hand."

wrong.

I sit back up as he keeps searching under our pillows.

"I hid those matches under here."

over the last few months I have given up on trying to convince him he is sleeping and have played along instead.

"what kind of matches?"

"the little box kind." he answers.

"why did you hide them?"

this question required too much thought I guess because it snapped him out of it.

predictably, he replied, "nevermind." and he laid back down.

took him a minute to get back to sleep though because I was laughing too hard.

we have been married almost 6 months, aquired one dog and learned a ton about each other.

I know everyone who has been married for years and years just read that, rolled their eyes and thought, "honey, you don't even know the half of it."

but I will say, I love learning about him. I knew he was a patient man, but I have seen him be even more patient with his crazy wife.

I love that the only time he uses a frustrated tone with me is when he is asleep. I mean you can't fault people for things they do in their sleep.

he is also even funnier than I thought and I love getting to be the one that hears all of his jokes.

also we are moving to Colorado in about 4 weeks. we don't have jobs yet or a place to live. he's adveturous, and I love that.