We're sitting in front of the tv watching a show on the food channel about salmon fishing when Ian says, "Oh, I had a dream about you this morning where you set Mel Gibson on fire."
"Yeah, and we got into a fight over it too."
"You were an extra on a movie set and there was Mel and you just set him on fire, poof, and he was running around screaming and you were like 'what?' and I couldn't believe you'd just do that."
"Should I be worried that your subconscious sees me as someone capable of burning someone alive?"
"It was weird is all I'm saying."
"I have to blog this."
He's looking over at me right now with the sweetest eyes. I love my crazy husband.