Friday, April 19, 2013

When all else fails, hit him.

My husband may or may not have a black eye.

But, here is my version and I'm sticking to it.

You know those crazy pregnancy dreams?  I have dreamed everything from falling off a cliff to my family being attacked by bears.

Well, the other night, I dreamed that Savannah, our golden retriever, was about to attack me.  She is the sweetest, most giddy dog who has never snipped at a soul.  So, this dream came from way out left field!  She had the ugliest snarl and was about to do me in!

At that moment, I reached out to hit her to keep her back.

And, you all, while in deep sleep, I reached out and whacked my sweet slumbering husband at the same time.

Unfortunately for him, he was facing me.

I thought I hit his shoulder, but oh, no, I managed to hit him right under the left eye.

Talk about a rude awakening.

Pretty sure he is done with this whole pregnancy thing!

The good news is that it took me 15 years to hit my man.

The bad news is that I laughed and laughed after I did it.  {After apologizing, of course!}

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Can't wait to check him out!