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OK, I am long overdue for a "my wife is crazy" post. Now, I know--the term should not be used lightly, but if she were wrapped in cellophane, she'd be mistaken for a Payday candy bar. Anyhow, I often try to forget just how crazy my wife is. You'd think this would be hard given her night terrors (oh! the screaming) and odd choice in houseguests (Ganesh! He ate all my peanuts), but those are but charming diversions. And her habit of playing Head and Shoulders, Knees and Tentacles with my firstborn son is really just a peculiar quirk.

The real problem is monsters and their chosen abode. My wife believes that monsters reside under our bed--any bed, really.

Oh, ho, ho! you think. She just has a vivid imagination.

No. My wife thinks Labyrinth is a documentary.

She's rather fond of monsters, in theory, but she fears the practical application of their talents--such as eating her feet. To this end, she stuffs as much as she can under the bed, assuring me that monsters live in transdimensional spaces, so she's not infringing upon their natural habitat, but merely using some handy storage. I swear, she fit a couple of kayaks under the bed, so maybe she's right about the transdimensional space. Plus, she points out, the more she puts under the bed, the more obstacles the monsters will stub their claws on, so she'll hear them coming when they try to nibble her toes.

So, I watch the floor, just in case. I have to admit, if I saw a lone glove scuttling out from the footboard, chased by a spool of packing tape and a Russian pool safety poster ca. 1993, I'd be a bit worried. I might even put away the straitjacket.

Anyhow, this is all academic. Most of the time I forget about her queer ideas. My life was happily (albeit sleepily) meandering along in blissful ignorance until tonight.

As usual, she waited until 10pm to start a project. Tonight's project: sidecarring the crib to our bed, so that she could move the baby over (he's been sleeping between us) and enjoy her half of our queen size mattress once again. Her side of the bed had been pressed up against the side-rail of the crib. Our room is too small to do otherwise. Also, we never put the baby in the crib because we didn't have the heart to drop him in the cage at night. Anyhow, she left me with a sleepy babe and ran to the bedroom, claiming she was going to shower in "just a minute". I eventually go in there to find that she's pretty much done with the sidecarring and she is covered with dust instead of being showered. The crib is cozied up next to our bed without the side-rail and the gap between the beds is filled in. So, while we don't have a "master bedroom" we now have a Master Bed, complete with an addition that could double as a den (it's got nice wood paneling on 3 sides) and a Master Bath (if you consider how often the baby will poop there).

She decides to take her shower and comments offhand "Well, I won't need the body pillow anymore."

For the last seven weeks, she's been pressed against a body pillow, which was in turn pressed against the side of the crib. I have no idea why she was willing to lose a foot of her space, but I didn't say anything, figuring she was probably doing some sort of somnabulent reclining to ease her sciatica. I shouldn't have asked, but I did.

"Um, why won't you need the body pillow?"

"Because the gap is closed over. Monsters can't come up that way."

Yes. For SEVEN weeks, she has slept in a tiny amount of space, turned on her side, because of the possibility that SOMETHING might squeeze through the bars of the crib after crawling from under our bed to under the crib. I point out that the bars were only 2" apart.

"Tentacles."

So there you have it. My wife has disrupted her precious sleep over the chance that something with tentacles will slither up from dimensions beyond any sane comprehension.

Tonight's a Glenlivet night.

Date: 2007-06-14 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bedbugsbite.livejournal.com
Hahahahahahahaha. Oh, that's fabulous! I love your wife.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
That makes two of us.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] klwalton.livejournal.com
*Every* night is a Glenlivet night! Slainte!!

Date: 2007-06-14 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
Especially since the baby was born! I need to set a good example.

Date: 2007-06-14 06:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eilonwy.livejournal.com
this is the best thing i've read on lj in aaaaaaaages.

also, i miss you guys too damn much. :P

Date: 2007-06-14 05:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
Miss you, too. If we could figure out how to enter the monster dimension under the bed, it might be a faster way to travel between here and Arizona.

Date: 2007-06-14 06:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ismene.livejournal.com
I knew there was a reason the baby was always photographed with mittens on.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
They are rather slimy.

Date: 2007-06-14 07:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] parhelion-spark.livejournal.com
Oh, I adore your wife! I don't think that's nuts at all, though? Well, ok, I don't get the pillow bit, being as hanging charms about is much more convenient. But the belief in what is essentially 'faerie'? Oh I am so there.
It leads me to wonder, is she a Charles de Lint fan?

Date: 2007-06-14 05:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seeliespright.livejournal.com
She is! (as I have just discovered) or will be after she reads the books I'm going to send her!

Date: 2007-06-14 05:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
I believe she has read a few Charles de Lint books. There are some on the shelf here.

According to her we did have faeries in our yard and house when we rented a place in Rockville, MD eight years ago.

Date: 2007-06-14 12:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ex-xn667.livejournal.com
If that isn't in your Top 10 list for reasons to love her, I don't know what should be *g*

Date: 2007-06-14 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
I just added it. Fortunately, it forced me to bump from the list "She likes licking lollypops and sticking them in my hair".

Date: 2007-06-14 01:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] audiorapture.livejournal.com
You're not crazy if there really *are* monsters under your bed. Transcendental or not. They'll find you.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
But I am crazy if they eat my feet and I blame it on the baby.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] audiorapture.livejournal.com
That obviously depends on whether the baby summoned the monsters or not.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
If he did...I don't think that talent was inherited from my side of the family.

Date: 2007-06-15 05:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seeliespright.livejournal.com
Well, he can't get _all_ of his good qualities from you.

Date: 2007-06-14 01:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alierakieron.livejournal.com
It only sounds crazy because you HAVEN'T seen the mitten go skuttling across the floor in the middle of the night. *nods seriously*

Date: 2007-06-14 05:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
I'll keep looking for it!

Date: 2007-06-14 04:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quix.livejournal.com
FWIW, we must never let our wives meet, because mine is convinced that the monsters live in the closet. Our closets MUST be closed before we go to bed. If they are open when we get into bed, she will get up to close them (or more often get me to get up to close them). If they were to ever meet, they might convince each other that they are in BOTH locations and we'll never get to sleep. :)

Date: 2007-06-14 05:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
What if the bed was in a closet!?!?

Date: 2007-06-14 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quix.livejournal.com
An obvious trap. *nods*

Date: 2007-06-14 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krasota.livejournal.com
Of course closets are portals into other dimensions full of creepy crawls and rippin' roaries. So are mirrors.

Closet doors must be closed before bed and NO uncovered mirrors in the bedroom.

Date: 2007-06-15 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ismene.livejournal.com
See, I like the closet doors /open/ so I can see that nothing is lurking in there. I'm /watching/ that space.

Mirrors, however, are right out. I've spent too many nights lying awake and staring at the mirror to see if anything is trying to come out.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seeliespright.livejournal.com
You should have just given her a machete and then she wouldn't have needed a body pillow.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
Good idea. We'll lay the machete right next to be baby ;)

Date: 2007-06-14 06:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seeliespright.livejournal.com
Well, that might not be so good. I mean, he might pick it up with his tentacles... I think you should strap the machete to Joss in a thigh-holder so she'll have easy access, but keep it from the baby.

Date: 2007-06-15 04:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nadyezhda.livejournal.com
my mom used to keep a machete under my brother's crib.


uh...there's backstory there.

But of course there are monsters under the bed. That's why all our beds have suitcases and boxes of books under 'em...

Date: 2007-06-15 06:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
Was the machete some kind of gift for the monsters who lived under the crib?

Date: 2007-06-19 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nadyezhda.livejournal.com
If only! There was a serial killer active in the region at the time, and our house, according to my mom, fit the profile of houses where the killer operated. So we all slept in one room and my mom slept on the floor next to the crib where she could grab the machete.

Date: 2007-06-14 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] datagoddess.livejournal.com
Well, you know if the thing under the bed has tenticles, you might want to get a DNA test on the kid to make sure who the father is, you or the monster. After all, tenticles are inherited, and the mittens have been covering his hands....

Date: 2007-06-14 10:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
You're one sick little monkey.

In truth, it's dark enough in the bedroom at night that it's hard to tell who's putting what where. Frankly, I think maternity testing is also necessary.

Date: 2007-06-15 08:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mac-arthur-park.livejournal.com
No. My wife thinks Labyrinth is a documentary.

*blinks* You mean it's not?

Date: 2007-06-15 07:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
It's not.

But all the Godzilla movies are.

Date: 2007-06-15 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mac-arthur-park.livejournal.com
Well, yeah....even I knew that.
Kinda like Jason and the Argonauts. Everyong knows that's a documentary.

Date: 2007-06-15 03:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inahappycrowd.livejournal.com
Your wife is how I linked into this post. Does she know the song, "Goodnight Demonslayer" by Voltaire? It's supposed to be for a child, but I recommend that you play it for her as a lullaby and teach her how to slay the monsters, herself. ;-)

Date: 2007-06-15 07:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
I'm not sure. She might. We're fans of Voltaire, but I don't think I've heard that one.

Date: 2007-06-15 08:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inahappycrowd.livejournal.com
It's off of the newest album, Then and Again. In all sincerity, it's a somewhat playful, but ultimately serious lullaby that Voltaire wrote for his son. He confronts the typical monsters under the bed that a young child fears and tells him that he won't claim that they don't exist, but instead, will teach his son to be strong and defeat them. At the end, there's a profound universal truth to it all and these are my favourite lines:
"This world of ours is not as it seems
The monsters are real, but they're not in your dreams
Learn what you can from the beasts you defeat
You'll need it for some of the people you meet"

It actually makes me get teary-eyed sometimes...

Date: 2007-06-19 02:39 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ashbet
Well, *I* firmly believe in "the toe-bitey things," so I'm with Jos on this one ;)

-- A (what was funny was that when our kittens were little, they WERE toe-biters . . . MY PREDICTIONS CAME TRUE!)

Date: 2007-06-19 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] explodingcat.livejournal.com
I agree with you there. Feet are never safe when kittens are around.
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