Pickles by Brian Crane for June 07, 2021

If i was you Earl. I’d be more worried that Opal has the hot’s for Al Roker.

Spouse occasionally dreams out loud. But it mostly comes out as little whines and whimpers. Actually kind of distressing. But if I poke her, she doesn’t like that either.

¯\(ツ)/¯

Use fishing line to make her lasagna run away. She will think that her dreams are prophetic.

“No, I don’t want any more chickens in the neighborhood…” – my grandmother, in her sleep, c. 1982.

Earl: “… and I love you, Ginger Zee.”

Earl you have to record this ! Now wait a day or two then play it for Opal ;-)

Gift wrapping the lasagna? OK I guess!

Is Earl reading in the dark or is there a light that isn’t visible?

:D

coherency is overrated.

OMG……. I hate it when the lasagna gets away..!!!!!!

Does she always get dressed in the refrigerator?

Lasagna NEVER gets away at my house.

Reminds me of the guy who would have romantic dreams and call out his own name in his sleep. :)

That is how my dreams jump around when I can remember them.

Earl is all for coherency.

I only heard my hubby talking in his sleep once, he was checking out as a customer, and he told another customer to go ahead as that customer had less stuff then he did, much shorter words in his sleep.

A happy marriage often consists of two partners each willing to swear it’s the other one who is the sleep-talker or snorer. (Or both.)

I’ve read a few Victorian novels (written in the 1800’s not written today about the 1800’s) . Talking in your sleep was the way to convey vital information. The one I remember was where the girl taking a nap says something along the lines of, "I don’t really love Tom. It’s John I Iove but I don’t know how to tell him, especially since my parents won’t appove and how to tell Tom I don’t love him.) This is all talking in her sleep and, of course, is a turning point for the plot.

The joke is: “shut the door, I’m dressing” – from the bottle of Ranch

Earl is going to have to ask Opal to explain that dream in the morning. I hope she remembers it.

I’ve had dreams where I tried to yell and nothing would come out.

I used to have some interesting conversations with my husband when he was asleep. They didn’t make any sense, as I just responded to whatever he said. He never remembered them.

All units! All units! APB for escaped lasagna! Presumed armed and dangerous!

I’ve been lucky that I’ve never slept with anyone that talked in their sleep or snored. But I have woke myself up laughing…and on very few occasions, crying, dreaming about my dad, who passed right before my 17th birthday. Once, when I woke up crying, my ex told it was Fathers Day.