Unexplored Territory

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

My 6 am dreams

So ... you know I have a hard time getting out of bed. Ace's alarm goes off twice; once at 5:30, and the other at 5:35. Mine goes off at 6 am.

And I normally go right back to sleep.

And that is what I did this morning.

And promptly became the girlfriend of the college-going Peyton Manning.

And it was all good (get your minds out of the gutter; not that kind of good).

It was fun. It was fresh. It was new love.

Dudes... it was Peyton Manning!

And then I had to come back to the reality that I didn't have the body I had in that dream.

Labels: 6 am dreams

4 Comments:

Anonymous said...: Don't you just hate it when you dream that you have a smokin' bod only to wake up to find out you were, in fact, dreaming? I hate that.

Peyton Manning, huh? Doesn't do much for me. Now, if you'd have said Tomas Holmstrom (hockey player, Swede, for the Detroit Red Wings and oh so very, very, very yummy), you'd have had my full attention. LOL!; 11:49 AM
Taoknitter said...: Love those dreams!! Let's see, I have met Jude Law, Goran Visnjic (the ER hottie), Harry Connick, Brad Pitt...I have a very fertile dream life!!!; 1:59 PM
Anonymous said...: Hurry! Go back to sleep!; 6:35 AM
Michele R said...: LOVE Peyton Manning! You are so lucky!!! (Even if it was only a dream.); 10:45 AM

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.