thud

i fell out of bed last night.
actually, i was pushed.

see, si sleeps in kind of a rotated "v" shape, with his head and feet on his side of the bed and his butt on my side of the bed.

the problem is that i sleep the same way.

so when we're, well, butted up against each other, the bed becomes too small.

apparently si thought i was crowding him, because he kept nudging me over until..

thud.

me, sleepily rubbing my head while si frantically asks if i'm ok: "you know, i could sleep on the couch if that's the way you feel"

he felt horribly bad about the whole ordeal.

i will milk it for all it's worth.

JOKINGLY, of course.

lost in translation, part 2

converstation that took place while remodeling the closet.

si (inside closet, knocking down a wall): "can you bring me the torch?"
me ("supervising" the demolition): "um. do you want to burn the wall down?"

si sticks his head out of the closet and points to the flashlight.

snort

si was snoring (or more appropriately, snorting) so loud last night that he actually woke himself up.

this is not an uncommon occurance.

of course, it's the only way he is forgiven because it gives me something to laugh about all day.

unsupervised bulk buying

so if you're trying to lose a few pounds and eat healthy, i don't recommend sending your boyfriend, SOLO, to costco for lettuce, chicken breasts, and yogurt.

because he will inevitably ALSO buy one or more of the following:
- cheesecake that serves 12
- flat of jumbo muffins
- 5 gallon bucket of ice cream
- 5 pound tub of i can't believe it's not butter

banana nut is my favorite.

lost in translation

conversation between me and my (british) boyfriend:

he was in the bedroom and i was in the living room.

si:"sweetie, do you know where my khakis are?"
me: "check the closet, i just did laundry"
si: "what? why are they in the closet?"
me: " i always put them in the closet, that's where they go!"
si (coming into the living room, picking up his car keys off the counter): "here they are on the counter"
me: "huh? your khakis are in the closet."
si: "i was looking for my CAR KEYS, not khakis you silly poppet"

sigh.