tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post6336172365495510076..comments2023-07-11T14:42:14.414-04:00Comments on mothersofbrothersblog: 325. Crazy Like A FoxMOVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00782183723607923501noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-72073350523640788872011-02-16T06:38:26.049-05:002011-02-16T06:38:26.049-05:00ah, so much fun to get injured when you are sleepi...ah, so much fun to get injured when you are sleeping...<br />MOVMOVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00782183723607923501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-9636061350781006112011-02-15T22:18:25.645-05:002011-02-15T22:18:25.645-05:00This is so funny! Reminds me of a night not too l...This is so funny! Reminds me of a night not too long ago. My fiance and I snuggled in bed when I awoke in the middle of the night to him making a whimpering/moaning type sound. I knew he was having a nightmare and gently rubbed my fingers over his back to soothe him. With that he grabbed my arm making a LONG and HUGE gouge from my arm pit to my elbow and leapt out of the bed all in the same moment. There he stood in his birthday suit hopping from foot to foot like he was crazed. I started crying, "M you're scaring me, and you hurt my arm." He finally snapped out of it, and I asked what he'd been dreaming about. It was spiders (he's a huge arachniphobe) crawling on his skin. No wonder me touching his back set him off!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00090308488501402180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-81752937684447440042011-02-12T16:47:23.521-05:002011-02-12T16:47:23.521-05:00looking forward to the book!looking forward to the book!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17674599982885673432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-57925941113402852582011-02-10T21:54:45.023-05:002011-02-10T21:54:45.023-05:00thank you, Jennie, I enjoy hearing these crazy dre...thank you, Jennie, I enjoy hearing these crazy dream/ sleep stories! <br />best,<br />MOV :)MOVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00782183723607923501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-43678947248870323522011-02-10T21:17:46.225-05:002011-02-10T21:17:46.225-05:00New reader here - enjoying your blog! My daughter ...New reader here - enjoying your blog! My daughter used to sleep walk when she took antihistamines. She ANGRILY sleep walks and talks - or rather yells. She woke me one middle of the night slamming around her bathroom angrily muttering looking for "the beaters" - whatever those are. I gently herded her back to her bed, and in the morning she had zero recollection. Another night she was yelling from her bed, sound asleep once again - "Don't hit me Mommy!" I can assure you-cross my heart-I have never ever hit that child. She is 19 now, and more tolerant of allergy medication. Thank goodness for small favors.Jennie Wojtaszekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03793339575309586951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-82650205286786794582011-02-10T15:48:38.569-05:002011-02-10T15:48:38.569-05:00my worst asleep moment (which really needs its own...my worst asleep moment (which really needs its own special entire blog essay) is when I was a flight attendant staying at a hotel, and I half-asleep got up looking for the bathroom in my hotel room, only to wander in my pajamas into (you guessed it) the HALL. By the grace of God, I still had my hand propping the door to the room open -- I think the super-bright hall lights are what woke me all the way -- and I realized where I was and went back into my room. That would've been so much fun, though: going down to the (busy, crowded) front desk in my pajamas with no ID and begging the clerk for my room key!<br />thank you everyone for your nice comments! It is great to connect here, and I'm glad I can make you laugh for 5 minutes per day. :)<br />MOV <br />ps--Tera, if you are new reading my material, if you have time, go back and read some of my older posts, there are some classics!! I am trying to get it all made into a book.MOVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00782183723607923501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-57934737999208554222011-02-10T14:00:34.515-05:002011-02-10T14:00:34.515-05:00LOL. My husband does this, too - a lot. He refuses...LOL. My husband does this, too - a lot. He refuses to believe me when I tell him about it, so I just keep it to myself these days. And I laugh.LeAnn Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14258670728269904094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-84168324450803752712011-02-10T13:53:02.036-05:002011-02-10T13:53:02.036-05:00I once started ranting about snakes in the bed. C...I once started ranting about snakes in the bed. Craziness, the things your brain will do to you while you're asleep. Just plain craziness.Nikki Cosseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10939954546240172442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-47518045471761145192011-02-10T13:05:27.098-05:002011-02-10T13:05:27.098-05:00Our middle son talks in his sleep while he sleep w...Our middle son talks in his sleep while he sleep walks. My husband tells "stories" that I do as well... nonsensical kinds of things. ME?? never. ;o) He better watch out; there might be FOX in his near future... and I'm not talkin bout my sexy bum, either. <br /><br />Tera<br /><br />PS... Thanks for following. It's been a tough week, and your posts make me laugh... out loud... and do you know what that is like~ reading to yourself and laughing while your husband is in the same room? Crazy stares I'm getting.Terahttp://emmons.blessings.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936630222019897817.post-59605454850946396042011-02-10T12:59:47.943-05:002011-02-10T12:59:47.943-05:00Bahahahah! Oh man, it's like that time I woke ...Bahahahah! Oh man, it's like that time I woke up frantically looking for my broccoli tray, and made my mountain man get out of bed to help me! I was like half awake, but still in my dream. But I was seriously in need of my broccoli tray, and to this day I do not stray from the fact that there was a good reason for needing it, right then, and that it had somehow slipped under the bed...<br /><br />um, what is a broccoli tray??Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05255887001053932329noreply@blogger.com