Saturday, October 11, 2008

Even My Dreams Are Boring

At about 4 am this morning, both Matt and I woke up.

"I was dreaming that I worked at a store, and we sold Kleenex and trash cans," I told him.

"God, that's boring," he replied, and immediately went back to sleep.

Did I mention that I'm in Paris with Matt until Tuesday?

7 comments:

c.a. Marks said...

What? When did this happen? WOW. Cool! Wait, are you dreaming?

Jay said...

Maybe your mind needs to equalize all the excitement of Paris, lest it explode from the abundance of wine, croissants, cheese, and all the other stereotypical stuff I think of when I hear Paris, as I am a reject and have never been.

Anonymous said...

You are my favorite humorist. MBB

Marcia said...

C.A. - My husband is abroad for work for 10 weeks, and I get to visit him. I'll be back soon!!

Jay - Yes, Paris is just as you imagine. Baguettes, croissants, cheap, awesome French wine, and cheese. And Matt. I'm extremely happy.

Mom - YAY.

c.a. Marks said...

I knew he was in Paris from your other blog postings but I had no idea you were going too! Or to go over and visit. I'm a new reader.

Princess in Galoshes said...

Bien. Jalouse. O, la vache.

random moments said...

Oh I'm so jealous! Paris? *squeal* Are you walking around in heels eating croissants all day? Is it as romantic as it sounds?