As most of you who read this blog know, I'm an insomniac. I've tried all kind of herbal sleep aids and even been to a sleep disorder specialist. The only thing that works for me is Ambien, and even that occasionally fails to bring me sleep. I've read the stories about people doing crazy things like driving while under the influence of Ambien. Luckily I've never gotten in my car but lately there has been evidence left behind that I Ambien eat- mainly crumbs left on the kitchen counter. (I'd be kicked out of Mrs. Squabbler's house for sure!)
This morning I had this conversation with ROM...
ROM: Did you eat pie last night?
Me: No, I didn't eat anything after dinner.
ROM: How do you explain pie crumbs on the counter and a big hunk of pie crust gone? And we know the crust is your favorite part of a pie.
Me: Hmmm.. maybe I did eat a small piece of pie.
Then he opens up the pie box-
Me: I'm sure I didn't stand at the counter eating pie with my hands!
ROM: There were no dishes or silverware in the sink. Just saying...
Me: You know I don't like dirty dishes in the sink, I probably washed them and put them away. I did not eat pie with my hands! Stop saying that!
ROM: I'm going to start taking your car keys to bed with me.
Oh, the shame!