My Husband is a Hoot
One good reason to get married to have someone to tell about all your bizarre dreams. They have to care, or at least pretend to care.
So, I was telling my husband about this moment in a dream I'd had the night before where a guy we knew was leaving our house, and just before he went out the door he walked back to our kitchen counter, grabbed the German fruit cake I had sitting there, and shoved it in his pocket.
My husband goes, "So, you mean your Stollen was stolen?"
See what I mean?
So, I was telling my husband about this moment in a dream I'd had the night before where a guy we knew was leaving our house, and just before he went out the door he walked back to our kitchen counter, grabbed the German fruit cake I had sitting there, and shoved it in his pocket.
My husband goes, "So, you mean your Stollen was stolen?"
See what I mean?
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