Matt talks in his sleep. A LOT. I love to start conversations when he is asleep. It never fails to amuse me before I go to bed. The first time it happened was when we were still dating. We were watching Robin Hood(the Disney version no less!) on the couch and before I knew it he had drifted off to sleep. Robin Hood and Maid Marian were finally getting together...
...he was about to slip the flower ring onto her finger (which is a SCARY finger by the way) and the next I knew I was hearing...
I really like the black and tan in their art.
Um what hun?
The Mayans, they had great art.
Two nights ago I stayed up to read and he went to sleep. I crawled into bed later and heard
You I made not comfty.
Huh? (I have never heard him talk like that, ever.)
Not comfty I made.
Who's not comfortable hun?
Oh I'm not?
Yup. Love you. Night-night.
Since when has this man said night-night? It was oddly adorable.
ALSO, he calls me names in his sleep. He swears he is actually not talking to me (and I believe him) but it is still hilarious. The first time it happened he sat up in bed and loudly said "b*itch"
Then he just rolled over and went back to sleep.
He has also said "retard!" and "stu..." which I think was the beginning of "stupid" but he has no recollection. Matt never even jokingly calls me names(other than "dork" but that is more of a truth than a name), so I think its hilarious when he does it in his sleep..although what does that say about how he thinks of me in his subconscious. Hmm...that's something I will have to ponder for a little while.
Why do I love harassing this poor man while he sleeps? But I mean, technically he does start the conversations.