I tend to have nightmares when I am stressed. Last night I woke up, terrified of my dream, sure it was NOT a dream, and screaming, "LIGHTS! LIGHTS!" (So I could see if the horror of my nightmare was really there.) Unfortunately, I was not screaming clearly enough and Rob thought I was yelling, "LICE! LICE!" Needless to say, he did NOT turn on the lights. If it had been me, I would have turned on the lights FASTER in fear of lice. And yes, I could have turned on the light myself, but I was busy fending off a monster. So there.