Ruben is an 'early to bed, early to rise' kind of guy. I am prone to spurts of silliness at the most inopportune times.
I was hanging out in the Man-Cave last night (as the Man of the Man-Cave had already gone to bed) watching a reality show where thugs can be transformed into gentleman, when I just got tired and crawled in next to Ruben. Where it is summer and all, I have removed the comforter and we use a single sheet. On nights where the thermometer still reads 110 after sundown, a sheet, if anything is all that you need.
Ruben was sound asleep until I got in so I pulled a portion of the sheet over me. This apparently was enough to wake him a little, and he turned over, taking half the sheet with him. I said, "hey, now I'll be cold!" If even.
He replies in a half groggy voice, "Here," and thrusts half of the sheet over me. When he turns back over the sheet goes with him.
I thought this was a good of time as any to break into song.
"Oh NOBODY knoooooowwwwwwwwwws the trouble I have SEEEEEEEEEN! Nobody KNOWS the trouble I have SEE-"
"SHUT UP!" says my husband.
"Wait a minute. Did you just tell me to shut up?"
"Oh." 30 seconds pass. "But honey?" No answer. "Honey?"
"What!" he yells.
"Did I mention that I love you? And oh yeah, one other thing…………..Oh NOBODY knows the trouble Ruben has seen! Nobody KNOWS the trouble Ruben has SEEEEEN!"
I heard it before I felt it. Whoosh! A pillow came flying over to my side of the bed and landed on my shoulder. -Not quite sure if that was the intended anatomy target that was suppose to get the point across. I of course burst into peals of laughter. Ruben turned himself over in an exaggerated manner and covered his head with his remaining pillow.
I think I have been banished to the sofa for life.