Last night, I mostly slept quite soundly, but there was one instance where I was awakened by Midnight Chatter. I heard Chris say “I think it is [bleeding] down there” (I later discovered that he really said “[blinking] down there”). He then proceeded to get out of bed to “check it out” I thought by this time he was awake, but apparently not fully. I covered my eyes because I thought he was going to turn on the light, but I guess he had other plans. The next thing I new, the bed was moving! Chris was actually moving the bed. I guess I can see some sort of logic there because our bed, particularly the side he is on, is up against the wall. I had to ask him several times why the heck he was moving our bed. It wasn’t until after he got back into bed that he said in sort of a laughing tone (I thought it was as if he was awake now and just realized what he did) “I thought there was a bomb.”
Wow. What do you say to that? I am pretty sure that I don’t know anyone who would want to kill us, especially in such a loud/terrorist sort of way, so needless to say, I wasn’t worried that there was a real bomb threat in my bedroom last night. Besides, according to many of the movies and television shows that I have seen, bombs make that annoying ticking noise (“What is that mysterious ticking noise?”)
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