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Girl Nephews

I've mentioned before that things get interesting when it comes to late night dreams and work at 3AM. Like I joked about in those posts, 3AM Sam is all sorts of interesting. Well, this isn't a post about 3AM Sam being a jerk, but I have one more example of things getting all sorts of goofy when I'm up late.

I should also mention that the Mild Fiancée can usually tell when I'm tired. I tend to be up pretty early, so it's not exactly hard to guess that I'm going to feel tired earlier than most folks. She's also sharp enough to notice if my eyes start to droop, and that's kind of an obvious tell. However, she can also tell just from my mannerisms. Even if she was around a corner, or if we were talking over the phone, she could probably tell you if I was tired (or annoyed). I have my tells, apparently.

So, it's not like I could sneak it past her that I was starting to feel sleepy even if I wanted to try. She'll notice. Ultimately, that means that if I'm starting to feel sleepy but we're still talking, she can tell pretty much exactly what's going on. And as it turns out, this slim window of time leads to some absolute hilarity.

The first time she noticed this happening, I randomly inserted a non-sequitur about buying something on Amazon. The conversation had nothing to do with buying anything, an item that either of us needed, or online shopping in general. It had absolutely nothing to do with the conversation at hand, so it stood out like a sore thumb. She cracked up about it, but gently suggested that it was perhaps time that I get some sleep.

This time around, though, she couldn't stop laughing. Why? I'll let the conversation speak for itself:

Mild Fiancée: "So, are you excited about her pregnancy?"
Me: "Yeah, I am."
Mild Fiancée: "Any preference about a boy or girl?"
Me: "Nah, I'll take either."
Mild Fiancée: "Well, you have lots of nieces already. You might end up with a nephew."
Me: "No preference, really. I'll take boy or girl nephews."
(I should note that at this point, she started laughing at me. I cannot for the life of me imagine why this might be.)
Me: "Wait ... what if someday WE have girl nephews?"
(I should note that at this point, she could not contain her laughter. For a second time, I cannot fathom why this might be.)
Mild Fiancée: "You mean daughters??"
Me: "Oh ... yeah."

And that, kids, is when the Mild Fiancée told me that I should probably get some sleep. She's like a detective, that one. She deduced that I needed some sleep from that very small snippet of conversation.

Also, I think I'm going to try to get to bed just a few minutes earlier from now on.

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