sleep-talking

before i was able to brush my teeth and get ready for bed, peter was already snoring away. i had him hold my wedding ring while i finished up washing dishes, and he went to bed with my ring on his pinky finger. when i was ready to go to bed also, i wanted my ring back. his hand was above the covers on his tummy, and i figured i would just slip my ring out of his finger. but when i tried to do so, he started to close up his hand to hold mine. then he raised his hand above his hand above his head. all the while, i'm trying to pry his hand open and get my ring off his finger. he wakes up early to go to work, so i didn't want to wake him, but he was making it so difficult. i finally got my ring back, and he mumbled something so i told him that i just wanted my ring back. then he said "there's frosting on it." i smiled. he wasn't making any sense and i knew he was talking in his sleep. still, i thought it would be interesting to pursue the conversation. "frosting? really?" i said. "yeah, frosting. it has frosting on it," he mumbled again. "what has frosting on it?" i asked curiously. "the necklace," he replies, "the necklace has frosting on it." i was giggling now. "the necklace has frosting on it?" i repeated. "yeah," he said. i was still giggling. "good night, love," i told him. "nighty night," he said. hehehe, i couldn't help but wonder what on earth he was dreaming about that had to do with frosting on a necklace.