The other morning I woke myself laughing. I love when that happens. I wish it happened every morning. I wish it happened for everyone at least once in a while. It's such a great way to start the day.
What had me laughing was the dream I was having at the time. I was visiting a friend who bore a striking resemblance to this man:
He was showing me a car__No, not That car, another car. Something along the lines of this:
Cool__:) [it's a 1938 Ford coupe].
Anyway he's running around frenetically, as is his wont, and he's trying valiantly to get me to sit ['Just sit ' ] in the car. And I am resisting because he has some sketchy past with cars as we all know but I finally get in and find one seat. I don't mean one bench seat that runs across the inside of the car, I mean one bucket seat__and it's right in the middle of the floor__not up close to the dash but in the middle of the car, like a captain's chair on a star ship and the only other thing I see as he's closing the door behind me with a THUMP is the large shift lever next to the seat. It's a floor stick but there are no pedals. No gas, no clutch. Well isn't that just nifty.
About this time I look out the windshield and notice him chasing something. I look more closely because I am concerned about getting out of the car before I get sent to someplace like Alpha Centauri for a lunch of space goop a la mode and I see my dog Mattie running up and down the hillside dragging something in her mouth. I squint to try to make out what it might be. One can never tell with the beagle. She is a sneak thief extraordinaire. I still can't make it out but my friend is giving a gallant chase and not getting any closer. Up and down and around they go. Meanwhile I'm starting to enjoy the feeling of sitting in the car/ship/theatre. I finally realize what Mattie has in her mouth is a packet of floor mats__
and that I no longer need worry about being zipped off out of the solar system because the vehicle isn't going anywhere w/o it's finishing touches, my friend being persnickety in that way.
Which is when I began to laugh.
Last night/this morning I dreamt of chickens and rabbits and a girl who wanted such long eyelashes that she was using chicken feathers as extensions. She wasn't keeping the chickens very well and I had to intervene.
ReplyDeleteChicken feather eyelashes...hey! A cottage industry!
ReplyDeleteGo Mattie!
ReplyDeleteWonder Dog! The funniest part is that if it had been real life and I'd been chasing the dog I would not have been laughing. LoL
ReplyDeleteI've only ever woken myself up laughing once ... it was the strangest sensation. XD
ReplyDeleteI wish you more of those awakenings. :)
DeleteI'm not sure what to say.
ReplyDeleteAw, come on. At least say you think the car is cool.
DeleteI have woken up laughing but never remember what I was dreaming about, and yes it is a great feeling.
ReplyDeleteMay you remember next time__wait...maybe not. I recall one time thinking 'What's so funny about that?' I had me thinking about it all day.
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