Before Britt left for California, we had a couple of funny moments:
1) on friday night, britt woke up in the middle of the night, and thought that one of the cats was on the bed (they weren't). Half asleep, she kept patting my head and trying to figure out which cat I was ( i am niether) . The head patting woke me up, and i said "what are you doing?" Britt said "everything is ok!" and went back to sleep.
2) i went to sit on the bed and eat a piece of toast (toast!!) and drink a glass of cranberry juice. I went to move one of our giant pillows, and spilled juice all over our bedsheets, white carpet, and onto my suit and white shirt that were on the floor. the only thing I could think to say was "that was the worst possible outcome in that situation!" britt thought that was so funny that she didnt mind the juice stains.
ok these were both funnier if you were there in person.