According to Mark, when I'm having a nightmare, I start breathing deeply and very erratically. He knows then to wake me up and relieve me of my chasing monsters.
Well early this morning, Mark detected the scared-person breathing pattern and kindly woke me with a "Corinne, you're having a bad dream."
The thing is, I WASN'T having a nightmare. I dreamed that I was in a kitchen store and I was looking at some beautiful cherry wood cutting boards the size of small card tables. Apparently they were pretty exciting.
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Well, now Mark knows what to get you for Christmas! Great story. BTW, dinner was delicious! 24 hours later and it's ALL gone. Loved it. :)
lol! that's hilarious!
Corinne, you really need to do another post!!!
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