gabble snarf pfft heehee

When I woke this morning, I found myself in a very strange position, and upon further reconnaissance, I determined that something impossible, amazing, and, some would say, completely freaky had happened.

Instead of being on my normal side of the bed, within easy reach of my alarm clock, I was on the opposite side, and not quite in the bed at all.  I was in the little prince’s co-sleeper.  I should have immediately realized the absurdity of the situation then, as I’m slightly too large to fit in his co-sleeper, but it was early, and I was tired, and I hadn’t had my coffee yet.  As it turned out, I wasn’t going to be getting coffee at all today.

As I tried to roll over and silence the annoying bleat of the alarm, I became frustrated when I learned that I did not have full control of my limbs.  Again, in hind sight this should have been a major clue as to what had happened, but, again, in my defense, I was tired, it was early, and there had been no coffee.  I know we have already covered that, but I thought it bore repeating.

I opened my mouth to ask the queen to please turn the alarm off since I seemed to lack the basic coordination and control to do so, and all that came out was, “gabble snarf.”  I found this odd, but not entirely unprecedented.  So, with much effort, I turned my head and struggled to force my body to contort so I could look across the bed.  That’s when I noticed that my body was exactly where it should have been.  Understanding slowly began to creep into my brain.

I gazed down and confirmed the truth of it.  I had switched bodies with the little prince.  I again opened my mouth, not sure what I was going to say, but figuring that the first curse words out of the prince’s mouth might as well come from me.  However, before I could utter a single four letter word, and I had some choice ones lined up, I was distracted by my cute little toes.  I grasped them with my tiny hands and shoved them into my mouth.

The noises I uttered then were involuntary, “pfft.  heehee.”

I have to say, though, it was bliss.

23 thoughts on “gabble snarf pfft heehee

  1. Before I realized this was a daily prompt, I was concerned that maybe you had had a stroke. Then I saw the cute toes and realized everything was OK after all. 😀

  2. …zero. Probably my favorite number. It is still something; even if it is nothing. It is the nothing that Krauss has built a career on. Without the zero we would not have more than 9 of anything. If One is the loneliest number, well, it must be by choice. He is next door to a two and zero. He could always be the guy between the guys. Or, he can continue to choose loneliest number.

    Kinda sucks to have that rap. The only thing I can see that is cool about One? At least it is positive. He may be lonely, but he is a “positively” lonely. Ahem.

    Nice post by the way. Pfft!

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