huh? I was confused at this outburst.
Hubby is giggling, though I don't believe he is actually awake.
'Why did you make so many shipwrecks?'
Um, we don't live near the ocean hun, and I didn't cause any shipwrecks.
'Frogasses are so small!'
(imagine fingers now showing how tiny a frog's ass is)
I roll my eyes, call him Frogass, and take the coffee back in the kitchen.
(I bring him coffee every day to wake him up, aren't I a sweet wife?)
Well, the bribe of coffee didn't work that day. Hubby was still in dreamland when I tried to wake him up at 7am to see off my cousin who had visited. She was leaving early, as it was a long drive home.
So I let him sleep. When he finally got up about an hour later, I said
He started laughing. Apparently he remembered his dreams!
I showed him this video I found, and he said,
'Gabriel and I were there together! He gets it!'
Oh, I wish I had dreams like this, or the frogass dreams. What a spectacular world they can enter.
|Hubby is an artist.|
This explains a lot.
photo courtesy of Chrissy on Pinterest
(yes, I get it, stress, changes, leaving things to forge new beginnings, blah blah blah.)
I like dreams and trying to analyze them. Maybe when I get settled, the stresses are eased, after all stress has been my life in the last month (well year really, but most stress in the last month), when I can get back to creating Toekini's and the like, and can not worry so much about money and lack thereof, maybe then I can enter a spectacularly weird and colorful dreamland that I will remember!
Until then, I must experience my dreams vicariously through hubby, and old Peter Gabriel songs.
Are you good at remembering dreams? Are your dreams colorful and fanciful, or more real and mundane?