Last night Matt and I were driving home from a date, when I saw something in the middle of the road. It was quick and I shouted, "Holy crap! I think there was a turtle in the road!"Matt: Really?
Me: Yeah, it looked like a little turtle.
Matt: Do you want me to turn around so you can get it?
Me: Well I don't want a turtle as a pet, but I'd like to see if it really was there.
So Matt turned the car around and drove all the way back.
Matt: It's trash. It looks like some kind of wrapper.
Me: Well it looked like a turtle.
Matt: Careful honey, if you scare it, the half eaten donut might retreat into it's shell.
And it was at that point that I began laughing hysterically. And by hysterically, I mean I could have broken some more ribs. I couldn't breathe. My abs were hurting, but I couldn't stop laughing. Then I reached that point where you're laughing so hard that the only noise you're making is a strange wheezing. I was crying. The harder I tried to stop, the worse it got because by this point, Matt believed I had finally snapped and he started laughing too, so it became terribly infectious.
I'm certain our car was bombed with laughing gas when we weren't looking. That or I was wicked tired. Or maybe I did just finally snap.
Earlier in the day I showed Matt that during a small fit of insomnia, I created Facebook pages for our dogs. He just put his face in his hands and shook his head.
Matt: You really need to get out more.
Me: That's what my sister said when I showed her.
So when the car finally pulled into the apartment complex, I began to finally calm down.
Matt: I think you need to be tested.
Me: It hurts when I breathe now.
Matt: Let's see, "Does your wife laugh uncontrollably for no apparent reason?" Check.
Me: I had a reason.
Matt: "Does you wife do things that don't make sense?" Check.
Me: Humans aren't the only ones that need social networking.
Matt: "Do you think your wife needs to wear a helmet?" Check!
Me: Well, I do fall down sometimes.
PS: Today Matt texted me and said that he was going to buy me some energy drinks today and then he added, "And a turtle . . . that way you'll know what they look like."
4 comments:
OMG, you are hysterical. I could totally hang out with you.
I so relate. That sounds like something I'd do.
:P Excellent, I absolutely LOVE when I have those kinds of laugh-attacks. Crying when laughing is the best feeling ever. And yes, I could totally hang out with you, too (like Kristin says in her comment!) ... really!
I don't think you need to be tested. I think you're perfect the way you are. We have deer crossing signs in our town. Why not turtle crossings? Turtles are important too. For that matter since I live in the South, 'possum crossings might be a good idea. Oh, and I have 6 cats to make FB pages. They all have their own unique personalities. What if there are other cats out there that they should be friends with? Or cat lovers? Besides, do you watch Big Bang Theory? Sheldon's mother had him tested. Look how much good that did.
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