Musings with my Husband

Before I get to my main topic, I just want to thank everyone who has been keeping my sister in your prayers. She and her team have arrived in China, although they will start their two-week VBS camp at the orphanage tomorrow (or today?) in a little village in Hunan. So far, the only complaint is the heat and humidity. Other than that, A is having the time of her life.

D and I have pretty good chats after supper at the dinner table. This is the time when we do our devotions together (we read from The Message, but we would read the NIV for Psalms because we felt that the NIV is more poetic and less harsh than the Message). Often we go into long discussions before prayer, sometimes about the devotional article and Bible passage and sometimes about other things. Recently, we had a fairly long discussion about the latest Batman movie, The Dark Knight (although this didn't happen at the dinner table). He really enjoyed the movie; I didn't have an interest in seeing it because I can't stomach movie violence. But, we talked about the characters and how they represent certain members of society. Particularly interesting was Joker. D was almost rooting for him because he was such a brilliant character. Or maybe he was portrayed brilliantly by the late actor, Heath Ledger. Anyway, a really good movie often gets D and me talking. Too bad that some of the movies that intrigue me the most, like Momento or The Usual Suspects, kind of gets lost with him for one reason or another and we can't talk much about them.

What are some movies that get you talking?

Another instance in which I "talk" to my husband is in my sleep. True, we don't actually communicate then. Last night, I had dreamt about work and in my dream one of my students kept talking during a test. I leaned over her and said, quite sternly, "You don't seem to understand that you can't talk during an exam!" In the real world, I yelled out the last part, "An exam!" and jolted D out of his sleep. I must've really yelled it out because he knew what I had said. Usually I just mumble in my sleep, but this time, he clearly heard what I said. To top it off, I hit the snooze button on my alarm clock later that morning instead of turning it off and it woke D up (again) while I was in the bathroom. I came back into the room twenty minutes later to find two stuffed animals over his head trying to block out the noise. Good thing my alarm clock isn't very loud.

There was this one time when D accidentally rubbed his socked feet (yes, he wears socks to bed even in the summer time) over my legs. In my sleeping state, I thought someone was clambering from the end of my bed by grabbing onto my ankles and then clawing at my legs to get a better grip up. Immediately, I BOLTED out of sleep and called out, "Who's there? Get out!" I don't think I've ever done that before! D rolled over and kind of realized that he had kicked me, but he was pretty sleepy and before he could explain to me what he thought had happened, I threw off the blankets on my side and peered over the edge of the bed. Then I got out and readied myself to kung-fu anybody lurking in my house. After I searched the bottom floor, I went back upstairs and D finally had the chance to tell me what happened.

I'm glad that I'm not the only one who has a weird "habit" during sleep.

What happens to you in your sleep?