Zee Plan...
I "plan" to post at least once a week now... maybe twice if you're lucky. I might post random stuff that doesn't matter sometimes, but we'll see.
POSTING DAYS ARE MONDAYS because most people spend their Monday's reading stuff on the internet any way.
*All statements subject to change without notice. No returns or exchanges. Not to be used as a flotation device. Do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.
POSTING DAYS ARE MONDAYS because most people spend their Monday's reading stuff on the internet any way.
*All statements subject to change without notice. No returns or exchanges. Not to be used as a flotation device. Do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.
Friday, April 18, 2008
All that up on my high horse/diatribe talk from yesterday obviously got to me
You ever have a dream about somebody where they do something mean, or you get into a big fight with them, or they generally piss you off and then you wake up and when you see them you're mad (because of what they did to you IN THE DREAM).
No?
Well, I do. Most often it seems to involve Husband, who takes it mostly in stride. He'll usually lean over to kiss me and I'll wake up mid dream, look at him and be like "I'm mad at you." It's weird how you can get so involved with your dream, enough that it doesn't matter when you wake up.
This morning Husband woke me up with a quick kiss to let me know that I was going to be late to work since we'd both slept through the alarm (or he'd gotten up and turned it off and I hadn't even noticed) and I was PISSED at him for what he had done in my overly involved dream which co-starred Danny Glover (I kept saying in the dream "Danny Glover you stay out of this." "Danny Glover why are you on his side?" "Danny Glover what do you mean I should let it go. Would you let it go Danny Glover?").
"It was just a dream," he smiled.
After I got done telling him all about it he rolled his eyes and turned to go back to sleep.
"You're not even going to respond to what happened?"
"Nothing happened," he said. "It's JUST A DREAM. And one that would never happen... ever, because Danny Glover and I haven't spoken since the early 90's."
"You and Danny Glover were friends," I said.
"Besties," Husband laughed. "One time we fought this Asian guy who was trying to bring in stolen illegals. Another time we were fighting drug dealers in LA. Oh then there was this time we had to diffuse a bomb but he didn't know WHICH wire to cut."
"I'm going to take a shower..."
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