Can't Wait

I have a very special Geezer Radio coming up tonight. I hope it goes well.

I do have a funny story to share with you today. Two nights ago, it was 4 in the morning and I was fast asleep. I wish I could say that I was dreaming that I was Hugh Hefner and had three girlfriends, but the truth was that I was dreaming about being on an air-craft carrier with jell-o for planes (it makes no sense, but do they ever?)...Anyway, I was dreaming away when a hand shook my shoulder. "Honey, I can't find the covers." I don't know if I was at a good karmic center or what, but I, without complaining, walked around the bed.

Eventually, I found it on the floor next to my wife's side (she must have kicked it off in the middle of the night) on the floor. I picked it up and placed it back on the bed and she muttered "Thanks...". By the time I got back to my side of the bed and comfortably in the bed, my wife was back to being asleep and she had the covers wrapped up around her. I tried to get some of those covers, but she had her iron grip on it and I wasn't going to struggle too much because I just wanted to get back to sleep. Well, in the morning, I was freezing but didn't say anything...until last night. My wife, of course, had no memory of the event...does anyone else have this problem?