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no cereal in bed

July 7, 2009

Before we got married, Peter picked up some clues and developed a theory that I ate cereal in bed. His theory was absolutely true. I’d get up, pour myself a bowl of Corn Chex, sit in my bed, and read my Bible while eating breakfast. (One morning I dropped my phone in my cereal that way, but that’s another story.) This, to Peter, was not a desirable trait in a potential mate. Though he loved me and looked forward to marriage, he was not excited to encounter crumbs between the sheets. When we got married, an expectation was set forth—no cereal in bed. This rule provided the backdrop for the greatest prank of my married life (so far).

While cleaning, I encountered a plastic bag on the floor. A crinkly plastic bag. My beeline for the trashcan was interrupted by an idea. I spun around, headed for my side of the bed, and tucked the plastic between the mattress and box spring. The scene was set.

After lights out, I rolled over and pretended to get comfortable. I quietly searched for the plastic, but came up empty handed; it had fallen to the floor and out of reach. This disappointment happened two nights in a row. Finally, on the third night…

“Good night, Peter. I love you.”

“I love you, too. Sleep well,” he said.

After a minute of relaxation, it was time to move.  Sighing and reaching down, I loudly crinkled the plastic and said, “I’m starving, I need a snack”! In the dark, it sounded like I was digging into a bag of cereal or chips. Before you could say “snap crackle pop,” Peter sprang to life and tackled me, trying to keep the crumbs out of our bed.

We laughed so hard our sleep was significantly postponed, but oh, it was worth it!

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8 Comments leave one →
  1. Becky permalink
    July 7, 2009 12:04 pm

    That’s hilarious. haha

  2. July 7, 2009 1:15 pm

    Haha! That is a great story 🙂

  3. July 7, 2009 9:10 pm

    LOVE it!

  4. Peter permalink
    July 8, 2009 10:28 am

    As I recall, your prank was preceded by multiple remarks concerning how peckish you felt that night. I kept saying, “well, you should go get a snack.” “No,” you would respond, “I think I can wait until morning.” Then, only seconds after the light were out… crinkle! crinkle!

    Truly, that is one of your best pranks.

  5. July 8, 2009 7:18 pm

    I love it when sleep is significantly postponed by spousal fun…we aren’t pranksters, but we’ve been ending our days by listening to Jim Gaffigan together and laughing our hot pockets off!

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