I had a crazy dream last night. Surreal crazy.
I dreamed that The Hater was trying to convince me that he should let these people cut him up and put him in a stew. And while they were doing just that I was trying to decide if I could confide this drama to a family of trapeze artists.
This morning I woke up and told The Hater he didn't have my permission to let someone cut him up for a stew. I told him that I didn't think reincarnation worked that way. He assured me he didn't want to be stew meat.
I made it clear that if he ever thought that being cut up alive for a stew was a good idea, that would be a marriage deal-breaker. We decided that was fair; it's healthy for our marriage to know exactly what is expected of each other.
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4 comments:
Whoa Deja Vu. I just read the same post twice. LOL
I was going to make beef stew for supper tonight too. WAS.
I blame the Mac... didn't even know it published twice. Thanks!
(and we didn't have stew tonight either)
That was me by the way...I couldnt get it to sign me in. Weird thing.
what a dream!!
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