Reenactment of a scene that took place in our living room tonight around 9:30 pm:
Me: Do you remember how I told you about Kickass Cupcake's contest a few weeks ago? You know, how they were looking for a new cupcake to feature on their menu?
Me (again): Remember?!
Husband: Oh yeah, I kind of remember ...
Me (dancing in my long underwear bottoms and in a t-shirt covered in flour and pumpkin whoopie pie batter): Well, guess what?! I WON!
Husband (calmly): You won?
Me (dancing even more): Yes, I fricken won!!
Husband (slightly more excited): What does that mean?
Me (uncontrollably doing some sort of jig in my long johns): Cupcakes for a year!!
Husband: What?! Holy crap! That's awesome! What is the cupcake they picked?
Me (now running back to the computer): I don't know ... I read the message too quickly!!

(still doing a jig in my longjohns ...)