Thursday, January 14, 2010

Strange Dream

Wednesday, January 13, 2009 I spent the day running around with my two sisters, Linda and Louise. Had fun getting lots of bargains. Had supper and then Gary and I headed off to Prayer Meeting.


Then when we got home I wanted to continue watching another of the three Bourne series. I can't remember ever watching them in order and from beginning to end. It was about eleven o'clock when I finished watching the movie. I wasn't tired so I decided to work a little on my Christmas puzzle . Gary came up from working in the basement and started helping me with the puzzle. I don't know if you are like me when working a puzzle but I always set sort of goal...like
finished the jingle bells cascading out of Santa's sack. Finally around one o'clock we accomplished that goal. TIME FOR BED!
Well, thinking I would fall asleep quickly I kept tossing and turning. "Remind me never to work on a puzzle before I go to bed. I think it gets my brain going." I told Gary. (Than later I remembered that I had had THREE DIET COKES at Taco Bell for lunch with my sisters. Gary is against drinking pop, so I wasn't about to say anything to him...would you? That might mean about an hour or more of the woes of pop.)
Finally I did go to sleep. The clock was ticking away in my dream. It was Sunday morning. Camille, Gary's daughter and family had spent the night. It's 10:45 a.m.Camille is getting the kids ready. I'm trying to get on facebook to see Kathy Pope's new decorated room. The computer won't let me get on facebook. Dave Boucher is still fast asleep . "Are you going to church with us?" I asked. "NO!" he bellowed out. Now I wondering were Gary is. It's now eleven forty-five. Oh I can see by the clock in my dream that I don't have enough time for Gary. I'm going to eliminate him from my dream. Can you believe that even in my dream I'm thinking, "This is neat I can eliminate people from my dreams." So I have Gary off somewhere for the weekend. It's almost twelve and time for us to leave for church. DREAM ENDS.
Pop! Movies! Puzzles! Whatever none of the above made any sense. Never been in Kathy Pope's home. Never had the Bouchers stay a night. And I never attended a church where the service started at noon. ONLY IN YOUR DREAMS can these strange things happen. Hope you enjoyed this dream with me.


1 comment:

Alice said...

OK, this is officially the funniest post you have ever written. "An hour on the woes of pop" cracked me up. I was going to microwave something for Gary when he was over here the other day. I didn't realize that was a NO GO! :-)