Sometime between 1am and 2am last night, in our dark bedroom, I whimper a bit in my sleep and S wakes up . . .
S: (instantly alert, thinking of intruders or worse) What? (long pause) Honey, what?
Me: (softly, barely awake) There's a tiger on the ceiling and it's going to jump on ussss . . .
S: Fuck off
Party Make Up
8 months ago