I Plead The 5th!

I'm just wondering, have you ever talked in your sleep? Apparently, I do, or at least I did. Who knows how many times this has happened. I don't think I have blurted out any secrets, not that I have anything to hide, but I have a pretty good source who told me that I dropped the F-bomb while I was sleeping last night.

I think it's funny because it is not a word I have even considered adding to my vocabulary. I don't really even think about it; I mean, come on, why would I? I have been known to throw out an occasional cuss word, but this? It is The Mother Of All Swear Words! It has been condemned by mother's all around the world! Shunned by cable television networks and school districts near and far! It is simply the F-word not worth an entry in Webster's Dictionary!

So here is the story as I understood it happened:

I was pretty tired last night after a long day of cruising the internet and micro managing children, so I headed to bed at 11:00. Before Brandon. When he decided that he had watched enough reruns of House, whatever time that was, he came to bed. He climbed in between the sheets secretly pleased that I had warmed up the bed for him. I greeted him by saying, "F#%k you!" Somewhat dazed and confused from the undeserved insult, he was able to fall asleep. Well, this morning, after he got at least four hours of sleep, the first thing he said to me was, "You said, f you in your sleep." There's no mistake, I guess I said it pretty clear.

Can you imagine the shock? I shocked him good! I'm shocked and yet I wonder what I was dreaming about. I have to admit I got a pretty good laugh about it. What else is there to do. Say sorry? For what? I didn't know what I was saying, so I guess I'll plead the 5th. I have no memory of said story. I know nothing about it.......