The Sweet Husband

The Alien Clock

At 3 AM I wake up to the sweetest husband in the world standing over me, staring intently to see if I am breathing.

Being the appreciative wife that I am, I immediately say, what in the tee total holy hell are you doing?

SH: It's 3 in the afternoon and you are still asleep, you never sleep late.

Me, looking at the clock, it's 3 in the morning numb nuts, do you see a dot?

SH: Dot? What the hell are you talking about dots?

Me: We have had this clock for at least 25 years, you know there is a dot when it's PM, No dot when its AM.

After I doze back off, I feel him reaching across and open my eyes to him holding the clock, staring intently, muttering under his breath that the damn clock doesn't have a dot, he would have noticed an F'ing dot after all these years. As he changes the time, and mutters, look at that, an f'ing dot, and sets the clock back down, and I say change the damn time back, he jumps, throws the clock and yells, what the hell, you scared me!

It is still true, after all these years, it's a circus, and I am the last clown getting out of the little bitty car.