In my dreams

I like to have noise in the background when I'm doing housework, so I'll often pop in a movie that I've seen before and I catch bits and pieces as I'm in and out of the room. I was perusing our collection on top of the DVD's were two Brad Pitt movies: Mr. and Mrs. Smith and Legends of the Fall. That immediately reminded me of my dream last night. The best dream I've had in a long time.

I have to preface by saying that my dreams are chronically boring. They are even more mundane than real life. I dream about putting pieces of silverware in the dishwasher, or washing a black sock with a white load of laundry. It's sad. Bobby gets bored just hearing about them. In fact, I get bored just recounting them. So last night when I dreamed that Brad Pitt and some new hot up and coming actor who nobody knows about yet were fighting for my love, I knew I had to call Ashley and dish. (I thought maybe Bobby might not appreciate hearing about it.) But then after I gave her all the details I knew this dream was a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence and needed to be documented. And now, thanks to a recent photoshop lesson from sister-in-law, I have a visual to go along with it. (And about 15 minutes of time wasted.) I love you Bobby- this is just something I have to do. ;)

I had decided that Brad Pitt was all wrong for me, and it was time to break his heart. He was a bad boy on a motorcycle and the relationship wasn't going anywhere. Plus I had met this cute new guy with dark hair who seemed perfect for me. I knew I needed to let Brad down gently, so we hopped on his motorcycle for one last ride and had a great talk, where I was uncharacteristically smooth and said all the right things to let him down easy. (I am a lot of things, but smooth is not one of them.) Then I went back to the new man and lived happily ever after. It was beautiful!