Yesterday, you'll remember, I dumped on you about my super-scary nightmares.
Aaaand then last night I didn't have one. It seems that collectively you wield some sort of exorcistic powers. Somebody call the Vatican!
Yeay YOU! As a reward for helping me (perception is reality) I'm going to tell you about the completely bizarre and...just plain wrong...dream of last night.
So in the dream, it was MLK Day and members of our town's African-American community were marching down our street. Not like a parade, but like a protest. And they were all wearing beards. Even the women.
And for some reason, Hubster and I were supposed to feed lunch to the participants, so we were off...somewhere...putting together chicken or ham salad (I couldn't tell which) sandwiches. Which, in the spirit of the occasion, I thought should be made using pumpernickel bread.
We got to the last sandwich and we discovered we were out of pump, so Hub wanted to put it on white bread.
I said, "Are you KIDDING? Do you know how offensive it would be to serve a platter full of pumpernickel sandwiches with ONE white sandwich on top?! On a HOLIDAY? To people wearing beards?" Flawless logic, have I. Even in my sleep.
We still hadn't decided what to do, when I woke up.
And THAT is a perfectly lovely, normal dream!
Aaaand then last night I didn't have one. It seems that collectively you wield some sort of exorcistic powers. Somebody call the Vatican!
Yeay YOU! As a reward for helping me (perception is reality) I'm going to tell you about the completely bizarre and...just plain wrong...dream of last night.
So in the dream, it was MLK Day and members of our town's African-American community were marching down our street. Not like a parade, but like a protest. And they were all wearing beards. Even the women.
And for some reason, Hubster and I were supposed to feed lunch to the participants, so we were off...somewhere...putting together chicken or ham salad (I couldn't tell which) sandwiches. Which, in the spirit of the occasion, I thought should be made using pumpernickel bread.
We got to the last sandwich and we discovered we were out of pump, so Hub wanted to put it on white bread.
I said, "Are you KIDDING? Do you know how offensive it would be to serve a platter full of pumpernickel sandwiches with ONE white sandwich on top?! On a HOLIDAY? To people wearing beards?" Flawless logic, have I. Even in my sleep.
We still hadn't decided what to do, when I woke up.
And THAT is a perfectly lovely, normal dream!
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