Sunday, June 2, 2013

A Crush?

I have a confession to make.

Timothy Busfield fell in love with me in the canned foods aisle of Raley's last night.  I know.  I know - it sounds crazy ... but it's true. 

Well, it was true.  Until I woke up!

HA --   I have to say, in all honesty, Timothy Busfield is the LAST actor I would want to have to come clean and admit had a crush on me.  No offense intended but seriously, Busfield?  I mean, he was okay as Elliot on my favorite 1980's show, 'Thirty Something.'  But he was just "okay" ...

In 'real life' he recently married Melissa Gilbert (really Timothy - Half Pint?) and he seems happy enough.  So why in the heck is he showing up in my dreams, asking me to listen to "this new song I wrote" - holding his iPod up to my ear and then telling me, "I hope this moment between us never ends" ... why Timothy?  WHY?

hahaha

Aren't dreams C-R-A-Z-Y?  Some dreams sure are.  Especially those dreams you have that, upon awakening, seemed so real you wonder if what you're remembering was a dream or if it really happened?  I had a dream the other night that I was called into my Supervisor's office because there was porn on my work computer.  Now okay - I KNOWWW there's not porn on my work computer - at least there's no porn that I've been viewing on my work computer - but still, upon awakening that stupid dream seemed so real I almost wanted to call in sick so I didn't have to face my supervisor.  HA

And anyway - if I'm going to have a stupid sounding dream - really subconscious ... AT LEAST put Simon Baker in the dream or for that matter Mark Harmon ... (now there's a couple of dreams for ya) ... but Timothy Busfield?  Ugh - MY subconscious is whacked out!

Yep.  Some dreams ARE whacked out.  And some dreams are funny.  Some dreams are super scary (I had one of those recently as well and I woke Chuck up and told him I wanted to put my head on his shoulder because my dream scared me and, in his sleeping state, he wrapped me up and assured me everything was going to be just fine.  He'd keep me safe and I could just drift back to sleep.  Ahhhh - my husband is THE BEST.  That THAT, Busfield!).

Sooo - here I sit - my Deliberate Days of writing during the month of May are behind me and I still want to write.  About anything - silly stuff, serious stuff, stupid stuff ... stuff.  I love to write.

I love to share my dreams - real and/or imagined.

I love life.  I hope you do, too!!

Have a GREAT Sunday!  :-)

PS -->  Timothy Busfield - you're simply not my type.  But please tell your wife I loved her in Little House!  ;-)

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