Here we go again

He did it again.

The best stuff always happens when I am really tired and just want to sleep. I was up doing homework until about 2:30 in the morning and was finally going to bed. Karl stayed up with me til about 11:30 but then he was out. (This is what happens when you get married. You used to be able to stay up til 3 and get up at 6:30 and you were fine. Now, anything after 11 is really late.) I was so tired and finally fell asleep; then I heard him talking. He kept repeating something over and over. I finally rolled over and looked at him. He was sitting up in bed, looking at me and kept saying "Dive! Dive!" (Looking back I'm really hoping he wasn't saying Die! Die!) Then all of a sudden he said "Dive!!" really loud and jumped on top of me. I was completely pinned and couldn't really breathe. Then he just gave me a squeeze, rolled over, and went back to bed. Living with Karl is quite the adventure. :)

Adventures in Sleep Talking

I always wanted to marry someone who slept talked. I thought it would be so much fun and I am a really light sleeper so I wake up to practically everything. I got my wish. Karl is hilarious. Most of the time he just yells something or says a few words but everyone once in awhile it gets interesting. Here are a few of my favorite stories.

Karl sat up in bed and said "We gotta go." I started asking where we were going and he got out of bed started walking to the door and said, "Come on, we gotta go, we gotta go." So I got up and started following him. I knew he was asleep but I was really curious as to "where we had to go." Plus we lived on the third floor and I didn't want to find out in the morning that we had to go skydiving or something off our balcony. That would not have been good. But we got out into the living room and Karl stopped and started looking around. I asked him where we were going. He looked confused and said " I have to go to the bathroom. " I decided I did not need to go with him and went back to bed. The next thing I heard was him opening the fridge and getting a drink. Then he was back and asleep in like two seconds.

I don't know what Karl was dreaming about last week but he started talking. I really need to keep a notebook and start writing these things down. But he was giving someone long and detailed instructions and ended with "Dan....ger....ous." So whatever they were doing was apparently hazardous to their health.

But I really just wanted to tell this last story. It has been his most interactive so far, and it happened a few days ago so I actually remember a lot about it. I was exhausted and Karl started talking. Usually I try to listen but this time I just wanted to go back to sleep. He kept saying things like "Where is he?" "Where did he go?" All of a sudden he started poking me really hard and started talking to me. The following is our conversation (complete with my thoughts for full effect)
Me: (Ouch. What the heck) "What?"
Karl: "Where is he?"
Me: (Get off me, stop poking me) "Who"
Karl: "Our son."
Me: "I don't know." (Quit it, that hurts) "Why?"
Finally he stopped poking me and started saying "Where is he? Where'd he go?" Then he started sounding really pleased with himself like you could tell he was smiling and started staying "We're going to find him." over and over. Then he rolled over, started breathing really deeply, and was back asleep.

I've tried to have a conversation with him while he was sleep talking before and it has never worked so that was really fun. But next time I hope we can do that without the poking. I really thought I was going to have bruises in the morning. He obviously wanted answers. ;)

But that is Karl. I was right to want to marry a sleep talker. It is a lot of fun.

A Little Background: Part 3 (The Proposal)

When we got back to school we kept dating and it was great. We spent as much time as we possibly could together. During the summer we had talked about getting married and when we were actually together that came up a lot more. Karl didn't like my original plan. Can't say that I blame him. I thought we should get married August 2009 (meaning we would just barely have gotten married 2 months ago) so that I could plan it with with my mom over the summer to reduce stress and we could both work so we wouldn't be broke starting out. I'm really glad he put his foot down on that plan.

Next we were talking about April 2009 after school was out. That way my sister who was on a mission in Norway at the time would be home. Then we found out her Mission President gave her permission to come home in December so she could start school in January. So we went from August 2009 to April 24, 2009 to our official date December 27, 2008.

Karl proposed to me October 23, 2008. The night before we had been talking and Karl told me that he had asked my dad if he could marry me. During the course of the night he told me he had been planning on asking me to marry him the next day but was going to wait now to make it more of a surprise. I was pretty bummed that he wasn't planning the next day anymore, but at least I knew it was coming and I had something planned for the next night to distract me, I was supposed to be going to a play with my roommates.

Then I found out we couldn't go to the play, my roommates had other plans for that night, going to the play was only supposed to be a rouse to throw me off. So one: I wasn't getting proposed to that night. Two: I didn't even get to see Aida. And three: I had to go to a paper review. It was not my night. Karl dropped me off at my review and I kept hoping the whole time that maybe he would just propose to me anyways. That would be so great! So I started getting really excited again and couldn't wait for Karl to come and pick me up. Well, when he picked me up he asked me what I wanted to do that night. That burst my bubble. If he was asking me he obviously didn't have anything planned.

We decided to go watch a movie on my lap top. I sort of directed Karl to a place to watch it. Then we went for a little walk. It was dark when we started walking down the path where we first held hands. We were just talking and then Karl pulled me down a side trail towards the river. There was a table lit with candlesticks and set with roses and dinner for two. He led me to a flat rock that was covered in blankets and gave me the sweetest letter in the world. Then he knelt down, took my hand and asked me to marry him. It was perfect. I have always loved water and dreamed of getting proposed to by a waterfall so this was perfect for me. It was beautiful, there was running water with a waterfall in the background and the best man in the world told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. I was on cloud nine. It was the best night in the world.

The next day we went home for my brothers 16th birthday and a friends homecoming so I got to show off my new fiance and ring. I have the greatest guy in the entire world. He's awesome. I just wanted to let everyone to know. :)

We were married two months later, December 27th, at 11:20 in the St. George Temple.