Jake and I were just driving home from Kingsville and had the following conversation. I have to preface this by saying that I haven't been sleeping well, so I am overtired. And I'm sure my hormones had something to do with my oddball behavior. Heh.

Jake: Don't spill your pop in the automobile!
Me: Automobiiiiiiiiiiiilllle?!?!?! (I said it like Long Duk Dong from Sixteen Candles)
Jake: *laughs*
Me: We should name our kid Long Duk Dong Meloche!
Jake: LDDM!
Me: No, just Dong. Dong Meloche. *laughs*
Jake: "Is your kid's name Don?" "No, it's Dong. With a 'G'"
Me: *laughing so hard that I can't breathe and I'm starting to cry*
Jake: Oh my God! You're weird.
Me: *trying to catch my breath* DONG!!!! HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA
Jake: *laughing*
Me: Especially if it's a girl. DONG! HAHAHAAHAHAHAH
Jake: Oh my god. What's wrong with you?
Me: *wiping tears from my eyes*
Jake: We'll give Dong a bowl haircut and part it down the middle so it looks like the head of a penis.
Me: Ooooooh my God, stop!

By the end of the conversation I was sobbing. That's never happened to me before. I've laughed so hard that I had tears streaming down my face, but this time I was literally laughing and crying at the same time. WTF?