Comments on: Friday Happy Hour: Talking in Your Sleep

By: Rebecca

Rebecca — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 22:09:25 +0000

I talk in my sleep- and have been known to say things such as “Thank you sister, you may go,” “No, don’t take my hula-hoop!” and “WAIT! I’VE GOT TO TIE THE LEMON TO THE PIGEON!”
I actually remember the last one. I was in some stage that was part awake, but dreaming.

By: Anna

Anna — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 03:22:00 +0000

My dad falls asleep on the couch and then talks. My brother’s favorite is when he said, “I’ll have three cheeseburgers to go. No sprinkles.”
I once had a dream that I was laying on my stomach on my bed reading a book. I had my knees bent and I kicked my foot down and broke my toe on the heavy wooden bookshelf by my bed. Yep, I broke my toe in my sleep.

By: Rebekah James

Rebekah James — Tue, 26 May 2009 15:18:00 +0000

I talk so much in the moments just before deep sleep that my family has a name for it: Cottage Cheese. Yeah, weird name, but here’s how it happened:

I was in bed with my girlfriend during the early stages of our relationship. You know… the stage where you stay up all night, telling your life stories and gazing into each others’ eyes. Well, as deeply commited as I was to learning the names of all of her girlfriends before me, I started to drift off to sleep. I tried my best to stay alert, but, in the middle of a completely coherent sentence, I fell asleep. And this is how my ‘completely coherent’ sentence ended:

“… but then my rheumatoid uncle sent me for cottage cheese.”

You bet your buttercups that I woke up real fast when she laughed so hard that the waterbed started to jiggle. She explained my bizarre words– in between gasps for air– and I was mortified. Of course, every night after that, she tried to stay awake past me, to see what I’d say next. Here are some family favorites:

“You can’t put milk in a file!”
“The pots out back are getting vicious.”
“What don’t you understand about vegetables on the roof?”

Don’t get them started on the hysterical laughter that comes in the midst of deep sleep. We don’t have a name for that one yet.

By: Lindsey

Lindsey — Tue, 26 May 2009 03:42:00 +0000

1: I don’t usually sleep talk/walk but my mom did tell me that once she woke up really late and I was standing outside their room…just loitering! She had to send me back to bed.

3: I love left over salad when it gets all soggy with dressing!! My mom always saves me hers when she goes out to lunch!! soo good!!

:o)

By: Kate

Kate — Mon, 25 May 2009 01:44:00 +0000

1. I used to talk in my sleep at college (well, at least I assume it’s past, my husband has never said anything!). My roommate used to tell me things the next morning, but the only one I remember is apparently I made kissing noises-not quite talking, but still kind of embarrassing!

2. The first two summers I worked at my old junior high or high school. The summer before junior year I was an “intern” on a low-budget local film (read: we did the jobs they couldn’t afford to pay professionals to do). I’ve worked on some awesome sets but that one was horrible. Nothing like passing out at midnight only to get up at 4am.

The summer before senior year though I did independent research with my favorite English prof on medieval lit. Lots of obscure and/or convoluted religious texts.

3. I scrape the cheese off pizza before eating it. My husband is stupefied by this, as not only is it “the best part of the pizza” but I love melted cheese on nachos and cheese in general. Just not on my pizza.

By: Skippy

Skippy — Sun, 24 May 2009 19:15:00 +0000

I have a terrible problem of doing all kinds of things in my sleep. Most recently I drove to Walmart around 4 a.m. (according to my receipt) and spent close to $600 on things I really didn’t need – curtains, kitchen utensils, cough drops, fishing tackle, etc. Taking it back the next morning and having to explain the situation was loads of fun!

By: Maddie

Maddie — Sun, 24 May 2009 18:05:00 +0000

My dad is a notorious sleep talker. He once said, “Put the lobsters in the pot” and he woke up on the floor. “Put the brain in the bucket”, in the morning he claimed he was dreaming about a car crash. Once, when I shared a room with my sister when I was younger, she yelled out in the middle of the night, “SISSY, WHERE’D SHE GO? IS SHE HERE? SISSY!! WHERE IS SHE?”

By: Shawn

Shawn — Sun, 24 May 2009 15:37:00 +0000

I used to sleep walk all the time as a kid. In my tighty whities I would pack a few things; More underwear and I walk down the street. Usually to my Grandma’s to ask for a sandwich to go and then they would call my mom to come get me. I did that all the time but usually I was caught messing with the door trying to unlock it.

By: Anna

Anna — Sun, 24 May 2009 06:04:00 +0000

I couldn’t resist adding my two cents…

1. This could be a loose interpretation of the first question, but as a college student I have occasionally fallen asleep in class when extremely tired, and the things I say or write can be humorous at times. Once I woke up in my Greek Lit class and found I had written “750 BC (Homer) Looks like a beehive” in my notebook, followed by a lengthy and sarcastic dissertation titled “Elements To Make Your Dream Funeral!” Several points included “Get women to tear their hair and rip up their clothes” and “Build a nice big fire (pyre). Again, I do not remember writing these.

2. This summer I’ll be working at a children’s shelter (where I’ve been employed a year or so now) as well as taking about fifteen new piano students. Hey, it beats my old job before college at JCPenney’s. The only thing that could make that place exciting was shoplifters!

By: RPB

RPB — Sun, 24 May 2009 03:14:00 +0000

My current BF talks in his sleep all the time! At least twice a week he sits bolt upright and starts yelling about something. One time we had rented a car to go to the beach and it was infested with ants. That night he shook me awake yelling “There’s ants in the bed! There’s ants in the bed!” I told him that was nice and for him to go back to sleep. He laid back down and didn’t speak up again!