Bubbles the Chimp
My Weekend, Or Why I Am Still Very Cranky On Tuesday

Dispatches From Right Now

(Hint! "Right Now" equals 1:32 a.m.)

We both fell asleep on the couch. We do that a lot. We're either very lazy about that damned flight of steps, closet narcoleptics or just hopeless drunks.

Suddenly, Jason gets up and enters the nursery. There is much stomping. Possibly some glomping. He exits, slamming the door behind him and comes back to the couch just as the first screams erupt.

I ask him what in the sam bloody hill he was doing in there.

"What?" He looks at me like I'm crazy.

I get up and enter the nursery. Noah is standing up in his crib, howling. I pat his back until he calms down. As I creep back out, I trip over Jason's shoes.

I go back to the living room and repeat my question. What in the sam bloody fucking hill was he doing in there? And what's with the shoes?


Noah is screaming again. I brush my teeth and wait the Ferber-approved five minutes before re-entering to comfort him again.

Jason still hasn't moved from the couch. I shake him.


"Dude. What the hell?"


I repeat my accusation (YOU ARE A CRAZY LOUD SHOE-TAKER-OFFER WHO WOKE THAT BABY AND IN SOME CULTURES THAT IS GROUNDS FOR RUNNING YOU OVER WITH A CAR OR BUS OR HORSE-DRAWN CHARIOT OF SOME KIND) several times. I hear Noah turn on his crib aquarium and finally settle down to the strains of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, as played by the Dying C Battery Orchestra.

Jason finally wakes up. I may or may not have kicked him. He starts muttering some nonsense about a contract. A customer contract. Don't argue with the contact, because he got it signed and everything.

I shake him and repeat my nagging tale of FIFTEEN WHOLE MINUTES OF CRYING BABY WOE one last time and point to his bare feet, like AH HA! LATE-NIGHT SHERLOCK STRIKES AGAIN and then I throw up my hands and go upstairs to bed.

Five minutes later, he wakes up.

"Hey." he calls up. "Where are my shoes?"



hehe i believe i am the first to comment..
anyways i have never commented before, but i love your blog, i spent about 2 hours reading your archives last week instead of homework...yours in one of the few blogs out there that actually makes me laugh out loud.


Wow, that's a classic! I laugh at what MY husband says/does in his sleep, but your husband is way cooler!


My husband started occasionally singing in his sleep a year or so ago. The song usually is gibberish, except for the word "raccoon" repeatedly in it. The first few times it was all, hah, that's funny, he's so cute, blah blah blah.

Now I just want to punch that raccoon in the face, PETA be damned.


My husband was rather irritated with me last night because I was "cracking up" (in my sleep). He wanted me to tell him what was so funny, but by the time we were having breakfast, I'd forgotten.

I do remember laughing though.


Hehe, that's totally the kinda thing I'd do. Poor you and poor Noah. Kid musta been well freaked out! Lol.

Hope you've since got some sleep! xx


I am one of the chosen sleep-walker/talker-types, too. Have freaked out many a bedmate.


My wife recites grocery lists in her sleep. Luckily, she only wakes me up doing it.


That sequence was SO like Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw -- aka My Fair Lady.


Aren't sleepwalkers fun? Sounds like he may be a little stressed - that's when I tend to sleepwalk too. I once walked out to our living room and asked my husband if I should go to court in the morning (I'm a lawyer or anything court-related) and then when he answered me (with a confused "what the hell") I yelled at him to shut up. I'm a pleasant sleepwalker to deal with for sure.


My boyfriend has the worst night terrors ever, and he often sleepwalks. He's woken up while setting up a PA for a band, he's woken me up countless times to warn me about giant moose heads/people at the end of the bed with guns "Jem, get up! Get up quick!" and he's jumped on top of me with all his effort while I was fast asleep in his effort to get out of the bed to avoid the crazy guy at the end of the bed. I almost died of terror, it took ages for my heart to go back to normal. It happens at least a couple of times a week. Sometimes I just have conversations with him while he's sleeping - it's fun and he makes absolutely no sense!


Haha. (Although it's probably not that amusing to you right now, in the middle of the night)

I once had to share a bed with one of my friends and she sat bolt upright in bed, staring at me and said "What tickets do you have?"
When I asked her what she was talking about, she repeated it, and THEN she said "I can't believe you have better tickets than me!" and rolled over in this big huff.

I have never been game to invite her to a ticketed event ever since.


Dying C Battery Orchestra. You are so funny.


That is weird! My oldest son sleepwalks, but it would freak me out if my husband did. And there must be NO WAKING the baby with stomping OR glomping.

At least Noah went back to sleep. Kaitlyn would have needed a diaper change, a bottle, the rocking chair, etc.


GOSH I miss being married. ;)


. . . settle down to the strains of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, as played by the Dying C Battery Orchestra.

Haha, we've got the Dying Double A Battery Orchestra here!


I definetely would have drove over him with the car. And an all-female jury would have acquitted you for sure.

BTW, are you planning the party? ;)


Haha! My Jase often comes up with randomness in his sleep - although I don't mention it, since I'm twice as bad myself.

Had to giggle at the shoes though.



Amy, you're my blog-hero! How come you're so damn funny even in the middle of the night?

In my house, it's me who wakes the dead with impromptu conversation while being sound asleep. And I have been known to wander as well. Once I awoke while on my way to the copy machine in my office, except it was really my bedroom.


I'm so jealous of anyone who can sleep that deeply. I haven't had a deep sleep in about 11 months. Come to think of it, isn't it a coincidence that my baby is 11 months old? Maybe not. But husband here can also sleep through that stuff.


I think I would have killed him right there. No one gets to live if the baby is crying


Boy, am I glad I never do anything embarrassing when I'm asleep.



I would have committed murder. And NO JURY WOULD HAVE CONVICTED ME (as long as the jury was completely made up of moms of small children).

We made a pact once that anything said during the witching hours of midnight to 7 am was not to be held against the speaker, after one very bad night with a newborn who was struggling with day/night confusion, my husband came back into the room, and in a sleep-deprived, frustrated rage, said, "You gave birth to the stupidest baby on the planet."

I decided I could either hold that against him for the rest of his life, or keep my mouth shut and carry on.

Men are weird.


I'm the one in our family that does the sleep-crazies. Mostly I just threaten divorce when he wakes me up off the couch and tells me to go to bed. Now he's learned and he just leaves me on the couch. But that pisses me off also.

Marriage...fun times!


As one who often walks and talks in her sleep, I have extra sympathy for Jason on this one. It sucks he woke up the baby and was so weird, but usually that sort of weirdness is caused by stress.

At least you didn't make fun of him, like my husband does to me when I say/do bizarre things while sleeping. That is definitely grounds for divorce, if not murder.

Black Belt Mama

I'm just glad he had the urge to take off his shoes, not go to the bathroom.

Horrible Warning

I sort of sympathize with Jason (except for the making the baby cry thing...that is just wrong). Lately I've been waking from a deep sleep convinced that there is something I need to find that does not in fact exist. Then I spend the next several minutes turning my room upside down in the search until I finally am alert enough to figure out that I did take my birth control pill, and that there is no other component that I missed. Or that there is no one in my apartment that is going to see the BOB on my bedside table.

I would hate to hear what a shrink has to say about that!


Robby peed while asleep in the nursery armoire once. And then looked at me like I was stuffing frozen grapes down his pants when I went in and slapped his back in an attempt to shake him out of it.

Pee is quieter than shoes, though, so Nolan slept through it.


My thought was similar to Kristin's. So, on the upside, at least he didn't mistake Noah's room for the bathroom.
My ex husband once mistook my moms geranium OUTSIDE for the bathroom that was the door next to our bedroom. Mom got an eyeful when she went to see why the front door was open. Drinking bad.... :)


Hee. I love it when my husband sleeptalks (and thank goodness we don't have a baby yet because I'm sure that it would cease to be funny once he started waking up the kid). The other night, he started shouting about "Tiny little robot arms!"

He does this sort of thing regularly, and it's way better than watching tv. Which is good because we can't afford cable anyway.

shy me



Yeah for weekend posts! So funny...apparently he got Noah to sign some kind of contract! Too cute. Happy sleeping in!


I am too familiar with that dying C battery symphony. They perform at my house with great frequency - amazing how they get around!


Too funny! I once had to chase my roommate down as she scuttered around the apartment saying, "The gypsie's are stealing our Christmas presents." This was in early July. Sleepwalking is very strange indeed.


That was pretty good. I was picturing the whole event taking place and the look on Jasons face was halarious! hahaha Poor Noah, probably scared him shitless!


HAHA!! That was quite funny and immensely entertaining. At least the contract was signed.


my husband usually gets up and puts his shoes by the bed in his sleep. and has woken up while electric shaving in a dark hotel bathroom on a business trip.

so i feel you.

i've demanded he never go get a knife in his sleep or i'll be pissed.


Drunks. You all are DRUUUUNKS.

Fun drunks.

Wacky Mommy

I (heart) marriage.


My husband does hilarious things in his sleep. One recent morning when he was still in a deep sleep, I startled him by sneezing. He jumped out of bed, ran into the kitchen and picked up the buzzer phone thingy that connects to our doorman. I was sitting there at the table and was like, "WHAT are you doing?" He said (clearly still asleep) that we had a delivery, did I want him to sign for it? We obviously have a small apartment for me to "wake" him up by sneezing in the kitchen. I do have him pretty well-trained to sign for deliveries, though. :)


My 2 year old sleepwalks and while he usually just screams and yells and walks around and demands food while he is sleeping, sometimes he does some funny stuff. Funny if you count waking me up four times a night and kicking me and screaming at me to make you some food funny. Good thing he's cute!


no, really. just curious how exactly you killed him after that. no. really. how.


My husband tells me I have to stop reading this for my health, because I'm laughing (to the point of tears) so hard reading the entry AND the comments that I can't even breathe.


i do that all the damn time, so i sympathize with jason. it's a freakish little quirk.

two nights ago, i blurted out


right as my boyfriend was falling asleep.

thank god i have someone to tell me all the ridiculous things i say in the middle of the night. the best one ever was:



That was awsome.
My husband and I do a lot of sleep talking, the most anoying being when he wakes me up to tell me something nonsensical and then doesn't remember the dream well enough to exoplain it to me!
Although... two nights ago he woke up pissed because I had just slapped him in the eye... fair's fair I guess!


I think it's funny how many commenters were also awake in the middle of the night. Sleepwalkers unite!




I loved this tale very much. Though I am quite sorry you had to deal with it.

Once, my boyfriend, the whitest of white boys, started talking sort of ghetto/thuggish in his sleep. It was mostly gangsta nonsense, and then he said, very clearly, "Why you cryin' an' shit? Oh, for reals?"


OMG too fuckin funny......

Total grounds for kicking him at LEAST once...if not twice!

Donna P

Are you sure it wasn't the huge dancing octopus?


A few weeks into our marriage, I woke up to the sounds of my beloved husband strumming his acoustic guitar. It was 3am and I had work the next day. I asked him what the fuck he was doing & told him to come back to bed. The next morning, I asked why in the hell he was playing the guitar in the middle of the night. He was all "huh?" and really had no clue what I was talking about. Needless to say, the guitar was moved to the other room from then on.


I hate the Dying C Battery Orchestra. Or, more accurately, I hate our Leapfrog Dreamscapes Soother, which sucks the life-blood of C batteries at the rate of 4 per week or something, therefore treating us to MANY performances of the ever-popular Orchestra.

If my son didn't love that damn soother so much, I'd have thrown it out long ago, even if it WAS a great buy at the second-hand store. *harrumph*


My boyfriend loves to talk in his sleep. Some of his highlights include, "Pastry chefs love clean moccasins" and "There are always new people in Kansas."


And and AND?? Waking up the kid, whether due to oblivious sleepwalking or not, especially when compounded with the related crime of leaving YOU to get the child back to sleep? Total grounds for a righteous ass-kicking.

You did give him one, right? You know, if you'd done it while he was still sleepwalking, he'd never even remember it.


My favorite DH sleep-talk quote: "I said AMBIANCE, not AMBULANCE!" :-)


ha! was he possesed by the spirit of the late imelda marcus?

Real Girl

Hilarious. Also reminds me of a recent mystery that NEEDS SOLVING.

Real Boy made me an adorable, brick-faced, city-apartment-appropriate-sized dollhouse a couple years ago. I love it, but rarely open it to look at all the pretty furniture.

One night last week, I awoke to find the dollhouse door open and a small living room chair perched on the bathroom sink.

There is no item in my apartment less likely to be on the bathroom sink except maybe the computer. Neither Real Boy nor I remember even thinking about putting it there. We don't--to our knowledge--sleepwalk.

HOW DID IT GET THERE!? Could it be Real Cat?


I guess I'm lucky. Neither my husband nor I sleepwalk as far as I know. My husband says I laugh in my sleep a lot, but I never tell him what's so funny. He does this eerie roaring sound sometimes when he's asleep (that REALLY freaks me out), and he says they're dreams where he's a lion or some other wild creature. Dream on, suburbanite man!

Silly Hily

HA! That's awesome.
What I personally love is how you said "hill" but then threw out the fuck word like it's nothing. THAT is classic. Love it.


My mom runs in her sleep (in bed, luckily). Dad will wake up to her just pumping those legs & arms (she sleeps on her side) but she never realizes she's doing it. Also, my brother sleeps with his eyes open. Scary as shit!

Anne Glamore

Dying C Battery Orchestra!



Did you check Noah's room? Did he pee in there? I have heard too many tales of late night wanderings after alcohol has been consumed where sleepy husbands have been caught peeing in places that are not the bathroom.


That has nothing on the time when I was awoken to my ex growling like a bear, to be followed by a very HARD bite on my arm. Apparently, in the dream, I would not help to keep him awake while he was driving, so the logical thing to do was to lean over and bite my arm...I had bite marks for a week!


That is so funny. My husband sleep talks. One night he rolled over put his arm around me and said "How you doin?"(like Joey on Friends) then he went back snoring.
It was the funniest shit I have ever heard.


my spouse is a sleep walker.. in younger years, he left a hotel room and scaled a patiowall to the room above. walked in thru the patio door..out the hotel room door back to the room where he knoced.. and came in and went back to bed. FREAK. when my son was 6..he peed in the corner of his closet..and I just caught him sleep walking last week.. over the gate and almost out the front door! yes. i drink. often.


I refuse to admit what I've done while sleepwalking drunk. But get me drunk and I might. Admit it, that is. Not repeat it. I hope.


I'm a sleep-talker, but instead of being sympathetic, my husband plays a private little game called, "Let's See How Long We Can Keep the Wife Spouting Nonsense." Whatever I say (and it's always completely ridiculous), he'll respond as though we're having a normal conversation. We'll chat for several minutes until I finally wake up with a vague memory of sounding like a total idiot to find him with a big ol' grin on his face. Some dark night I will smother him with a pillow.


My husband is also a sleep talker, although he won't admit to it. Once, while we were still dating, he said, "There's no OVERTIME in baseball, only EXTRA INNINGS!" More recently, I woke up in the middle of the night with an elbow to my face because he dreamt that he was fly fishing and was casting his line.

Of course, I am also guilty myself...as a child, I went into my mom's room and told her that I couldn't go back to sleep in my mom because there were onions on the ceiling. Don't ask, because I have no idea.


Yup - my husband sleeptalks too... Favorite one recently was not too long after we had gone to bed one night, right out of the blue, he very clearly and precisely starts spelling our last name, every letter. Cracked me up - was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. He usually talks mostly gibberish with a few words mixed in, but this was priceless. He was awake when I was laughing - said he thought he getting a speeding ticket. (!) Sometimes I get the thrashing - "spiders" in the bed...he hates spiders...

Lisa Ann

At least you didn't trip over the tire.


Too funny, I would have woken up with something stuck to my face!


My fiance doesn't so much walk in his sleep, but he does do his phone sales pitches in his sleep.
A few weeks ago, at maybe 11 o'clock, all of a sudden I heard, "Yes, hello, this message is fooooor Victoria Gotti. This is Kennnnnnnn... If you could please give me a call back, I received your resume frooooom..." Then he kind of drifted off.

All that really concerned me was... Victoria Gotti???


DH is a notoriously deep sleeper with major troubles waking up, and one night I woke up with his arm locked down over mine. I tried to pull my arm out, and he hit me across the face with his other hand. I grabbed him by the top of his hair, pulled hard and said "Wake. Up. Now." He did, and when he asked WTF, I told him he hit me across the face. He said he dreamed a snake was trying to get away from him.

Another time, a loud buzzing sort of noise woke me in the middle of the night. I poked him and poked him until he finally woke up, and told him to turn the alarm clock off. He said "That's not an alarm clock, that's the fire alarm," completely without even opening his eyes. I was instantly wide awake and said "Shouldn't we be leaving, then?" and he said "Yup, was just getting ready to do that." He then very calmly got up, pulled on his pants, told me to wait, and then walked out into the hallway where he met his father coming out of his parents room (yes, we lived with my inlaws) doing exactly the same thing. FIL was a fireman. With the same waking up problem. Turned out a spider set the alarm off.


WOW.. sounds like my house. Here I thought I was the only one with these troubles. Oh and how is it that no matter what time of day or night it is daddies always seem to sleep through the baby crying. I don't get it. Don't we become parents at the exact same time? GAH!


Too funny! My husband has laughed and elbowed me in his sleep like I'm one of his buddies and they are just having a good ole time. Of course, he has also sat up and acted like there was something crawling in our bed and actually gotten up and turned the light on to check. If that won't keep you from going back to a sound sleep, I don't know what will.


Sleeping Babies

Rule #1:

Don't wake sleeping babies

Rule #2:

If you wake the baby, in the middle of the fricken night, then you comfort baby until he or she falls back to sleep.

Rule #3:

When walking out of a babies room when you think baby is alseep, never and I repeat never look back at baby. Listening for breathing is fine, but looking back will cause baby to awaken at least 80% of the time.


Hee hee! The other night my husband woke me out of a dead sleep to say that "The skunk went down to the sea house." He was very insistent, too - kept repeating it over and over...very funny!


God. I feel this post.

Except my husband is usually ranting about chickens or a shit sandwich or something.

Miss Britt

At leat he's not peeing. My husband pees in his sleep. In closets. And on people.

The next time you trip over his shoes, stop and think to yourself "this could be a puddle of "urine."

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