This show cracks me up.
Bill and I always debate about Allison’s husband.
His endless patience regarding her pesky dreams, un-Godly work hours, penchant for booze, and constant sloughing her mommy duties onto him.
I’m in love with the guy (Allison’s husband).Ã‚Â Never has a man been so tolerant of his wife’s insanity.Ã‚Â We all need this.
This is how the conversation would go in my house if I were Allison:
Me bursting awake with yet another dream, breathing heavily, shaking Bill awake–“Bill.Ã‚Â I had another dream”Ã‚Â Shake, shake, shake.
Bill: “Huh?”Ã‚Â not waking up
Me: “I dreamed you were in danger and I can’t go back to sleep.”
Bill: “WHAT?Ã‚Â Quit waking me up for the love of God, I have to be on the road in three hours.”
Me: “The dream took so much out of me.Ã‚Â Couldn’t you let me sleep in, bring some coffee to me about 8:30, and get the kids ready for school?Ã‚Â Maybe pick them up and do dinner while I follow my dreams.Ã‚Â My dream…
Bill shooting bone-chilling look discernable even in the dark and through my bad dream haze.
Me: Is that a no?
Bill: STop talking.Ã‚Â Just stop talking.