So! Last night, Dan and I went to bed, and I couldn't sleep, so I got back up, and came to bed in the wee hours of the morning.....
Dan was sleeping on his back, and let me tell ya, his snoring was like him having his own private carnival! There was so much going on between his throat, nose and mouth, I thought he woke himself a little bit.
But apparently not enough.
The sweet wife that I am, I ever so gently rubbed his arm and shoulder to wake him, without startling him.
"Hon..." (rubbing his arm and shoulder)
"Mp h, snorkel, pork chops, htpth, mmm.....What happened?"
"You're snoring really bad. You are really going to town!"
So ya know what the Clown says to me????
"It's ok. It's not bothering me."
(I laughed quite a bit-and yes, he rolled over for me, and laughed too.) =)