Just after midnight Sam starts stirring on the couch.

“Happy New Year’s Honey” I proclaim.

“Cross Back,” she mumbles.

“What?”

“Cross Back,” she says again.

“I don’t understand.”

“Go Backwards.”

“Still lost.”

“Walk Backwards.”

I scoot back from the couch a few feet.  “Oooookay.”

“My throat really hurts,” she says as she sits up a a little.

“I’ll get some water.”

I bring the water back and she drinks a whole bunch before rolling over and falling back asleep.

My girlfriend and her cute delirious rants rock. 🙂