Husband Clothes

I am not sure why this happens. Perhaps there are a few psychoanalyst readers out there who have some theories. Perhaps it happened last night because my husband was very cranky all weekend (which was very disconcerting to me, but I’ve moved on).

Anyway, for whatever reason, about 3-4 times a year, I have these marvelous, realistic dreams about sizzling-hot moviestars who want to date me!!! Examples have included Brad Pitt, Eminem (I know, kind of old news, but still, he’s hot), and as of today, Heath Ledger.

I LOVE these dreams. In fact, I love them so much that when they happen, I can’t force myself to wake up in the morning. Not even to take my children to school on time. It’s horrible–I will not make any excuses. Instead, I will develop strategies to somehow make myself snap out of these dreams in the morning–because school is important.

OH, but here’s the really funny part–the moviestars and I don’t actually go on dates. The moviestars try really hard to talk me into going out with them, but I refuse. Yet, we often KISS in the dream. That’s correct–we KISS, yet don’t GO OUT. Yes, I know, now you think I am psycho. I don’t blame you. Every time I wake up from one of these dreams, I wonder if I have huge ego issues–such as, do I secretly think all men are totally in love with me? But NO, that’s just not me. I’m sure that’s not the cause.

Hm. I should mention that I am/was a huge Heath Ledger fan and very sad that he is gone. I know, I have an odd way of working it out. But I have a newly found determination to watch each and every of his movies. Also to appreciate my husband, no matter how cranky or poorly dressed or ungroomed he may be on any given day. Things happen unexpectedly. And I need to remember that.

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