The Pillow is Too Fluffy

Some more of Joe's sleep talks. I save them up so I can put more than one on here at a time. (The italicized words are me talking back to him.)


"Heh.... that was awesome." What? "That was sweet."

(I came to get in bed and he looked up and pointed harshly at me...) "Do NOT touch me with your cold hand!!"

"Yuck... there's oil all over the.... thing." What thing? "The.... sprayer thing." Sprayer thing? "Yeah.... the..... sprayer thing. The pressure washer."


Now, before you read this next one, just know that we have exactly the same pillow. We bought them at the same time, same kind, same amout of fluffyness..... yeah. Now you can read it.


(Growning and punching his pillow...) "Why is this so fluffy? This pillow is so fluffy right now..." (He throws the pillow to the foot of the bed) "Ugh.... but I need it...." You wanna try mine? "Yeah." (I hand him my pillow) "Ahh." Is that better? "Yeeaaaahhh."

Operation Get-Joop-Back

The Jeep. Once a fine, strong peice of machinery. But it has since fallen into the evil clutches of a crack-head, and it is no longer the automobile it once was. It is our job, our duty, to fully restore "Joop" back to the way it was, just months ago....
We devised a plan. A brilliant plan to get the Jeep back into good hands. We went to Benson yesterday and opened up the hood to find.... nothing. Almost everything was gone. The battery, the air filter, the fuel cap.... And what was inside the actual Jeep? You name it. The poor thing looked like it had been used as a trash can for a few months. We found a crap load of crap. I found a tobacco can. Joe even found a bong in the middle compartment thingy. It was so gross. But we cleaned it out and got a new battery and other things for it, and washed our hands like we never have before. I did anyway. Anyway, finally he got it running. But only enough to get it to my parent's house. It needs a new carburetor to get it all the way to Thatcher. But at least it's safe for now. Away from the hands that ruined it in the first place... :/

Ice Cream Anyone?

Joe talked last night again hahaha.

"mmmmmm... mumble mumble ...mmmm..." what? "ice cream."
"mmmmm... mumble mumble ...mmmbelly. my tummy."

And then this later:

"it didn't really work."

Happy Valentimes! ♥

Two nights ago, Joe decided to sit up and slap himself in the face.... don't know what that was about... Then he said this last night:

"Guess we'll just have to... gamble. With our.... our um.... uhh.......... Nevermind."

I tried to get the last part out of him but he was too gone.

Also, Happy Valentine's Day! Joe got me a crap load of the most delicious chocolate :) but he keeps eating it! Even though I got him some too. Mine is just better :)

Doctor

We went to the doctor yesterday and he gave Joe some zantac. It's for acid. That's probably what it is. But we're still not sure. Doc said to come back in a month if the pain isn't reducing. But it is I think. So it's probably just that. Which is better than the other things we were thinking it could be. So nothing to worry about thankfully. We hope.

Sleep Talker

If you havn't heard of or seen the "Sleep Talkin' Man" blog, it is hilarious. This British guy talks in his sleep like crazy and his wife posts them on a blog. A few inappropriate, but they are so funny. If you want to check it out, it's http://sleeptalkinman.blogspot.com. Anyway so after reading those and laughing our heads off, my mom suggested I do the same for Joe, because he also talks in his sleep. Not nearly as much as the Sleep Talkin' Man, but when he does they are quite hilarious. I always put them in my phone after he says them so I can remember. Here are a few he's said in the past few nights....

"Jiggly. Jiggly horse butt. There's a jiggly horse butt on the shelf. Isn't there?"

"The plug's for the TV. I'll do it later. But I can't cuz we don't have that kind of TV."

(After he suddenly turned and looked at me, startled,) "You turned into candy?!?"

"Pillows... There's no more pillows.... We're out of pillows... and I want moooore."

So there ya go, and there will be moooore. haha.

The Amazing Brittany and Joseph

After a first attempt at a blog I figured I just didn't have the motivation. But I'm trying again and hopefully this time it won't die. So hello. I guess I'll introduce ourselves now.

My name is Brittany LaRea (Davis) Knight. I grew up in the little sheltered town of St. David where my family still resides. You can read all about them at davisdummies.blogspot.com.
I am currently attending Eastern Arizona College where I am majoring in music. I am in a cappella choir and play flute in band. I also play guitar and piano.
My husband's name is Joseph Michael Knight. He grew up in the little not-so-sheltered town of Benson. We met in St. David/Benson when our little sisters, Taryn and Summer decided it was a great idea to hook us up so they could be sisters. Well we didn't really think anything of it, and I was not really interested in a relationship at the time. But then I started going to EA, and Joe was there, who is now working on a degree in pre-medicine, and things just fell into place. We got married in the Mesa AZ temple on July 17, 2009. It's been so so great ever since. Here are a few pictures, there are many more on my facebook. Any my mom's. And Joe's. If we are not FB friends then you can see them in our PicasaWeb photo album at http://picasaweb.google.com/btcml53872.
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