Where do you see yourself in five years?

While driving home from Grandma's on Thanksgiving evening

Robyn:  Rod, how are you doing?

Rod (emerging from his own thoughts): What do you mean?  Physically?  Mentally?  Spiritually?

Robyn (initially just trying to keep him awake, suddenly thinks that she could get more out of this conversation than previously anticipated):  I mean where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Rod (gives his typical answer to that question):  Sleeping next to you.

From the back of the van

Aimee:  Are you planning to die?

Rod and Robyn:  What?

Aimee:  Well, sleeping next to each other could mean in a grave, you know. 

Rod:  That's one way to look at it I suppose.

Aimee:  Well, it just sounded like you were only planning your life 5 years ahead and saying that if you didn't like how it was going you would just go lie down in your grave.