Leafing Reality
This morning She woke from a dream to find him sleeping quite peacefully. She thought about smacking him one — with her fist. Her violent thoughts must have somehow communicated to him, because He opened his eyes and regarded her warily. ”Yes?” He queried.
“I just dreamed that we went to a fancy restaurant. I was dressed up very nicely. We parked in the parking lot and rode the elevator up, up, up to the restaurant. When we stepped out of the elevator, you approached the hostess and I stepped into the ladies room. When I came out of the ladies room you were nowhere in sight. I approached the Hostess. She said we didn’t have reservations and therefore couldn’t be seated, and that you’d left. I knew you didn’t go far. I waited in the lobby. I waited a half an hour. Then I went to the parking lot. The car was there so I waited another half an hour. I tried calling home a couple of times. You didn’t answer the phone. Finally I drove home and found you sound asleep in bed.” She poked him in the chest — the real him, not the dream him — ”Explain yourself,” She demanded.
He said, “I was tired?”
She said, “Why did you just leave me there?”
He said, “Well, I thought you were a tree.”
She rolled her eyes and walked away.
LATER:
She said, “You are very big on taking responsibility for your actions, right?”
“Yes?” He answered warily.
“Then why is it,” She demanded, “that you will not take responsibility for your behavior in my dream?”
He said, in ringing, official tones, “Because I have declared that I do not have to and, since I have declared it, it is so. So there.”
She said, “Wait, just a minute, this needs some adjustment.” She took his right hand and inserted it in the lapel of his shirt then stepped back. “Perfect! Now, say that again — you know, the ‘because I said so stuff’.”
He removed his hand from his lapel. ”That’s pretty last century don’t you think?”
She said, “So was your declaration!”
He said, “Don’t blame me, this is your dream.”
“Hello?” She said. ”We’re awake now!”
He just smirked at her.
O’Ceallaigh & The Quill
It is amazing that the two of you have such good communication skills.
Dr. John — well, we understand each other, which is reassuring in a scary sort of way.
A very scary sort of way!
What I wonder is… do y’all ever have NORMAL conversations? LOL!
Melli — define “normal”.
Hmmm…you mean we are allowed to hold them accountable for the dumb stuff “they” do in “our” dreams? Yowza…my poor hubby
Shelly — I am allowed to hold Amoeba accountable. He seems to think he is allowed to disregard that.
“Because I thought you were a tree.”
LOL
I am SO going to borrow that the next time I don’t know how to answer someone.
You two are something special—together, even more so.
Susan — instant replay — which should clarify the pun and explain the post title:
“Why did you leave me?”
“Because I thought you were a tree.”
LOL. I really love how you communicate. Both of you have a great sense of humor.
HAHA! I got it finally!
Gigi — don’t tell anybody, but sometimes I don’t get it right away, and I’m living it!
Y’all are hilarious!
BTW, I read the bubbly Jennifer story to my family at dinner tonight. They were both amused and appalled! LOL
Linda — you read the Jennifer post on Amoeba’s blog, and he is much more consistently punny that I will ever be.
And, here’s a link for those who don’t immediately recall Bubbly Jennifer from T-Mobile.
Since Amoeba deserted you in your dream, you can accuse him of TREAson!
LOL! Linda I so wish I’d have thought of that! When I read your comment to Amoeba he laughed – -and didn’t even care that I interrupted the ballgame!
I am totally lost Josephine, Tell Napoleon I said hello
Bill — most of the good stuff on my blog is in the comments. When you don’t read them you get left out!
I got it as soon as I hit submit, {Leave me ~ Because I’m a Tree} Too Funny
Bill — it is one of Amoeba’s favorite responses whenever anyone uses the word “leave”, but Linda (the one who is not Lidna) has given me the perfect comeback!
Glad you guys are not complicated. At all.
quite a treat, your deciduous puns!
In the world of dream interpretation, other people in our dreams represent aspects of ourselves. Does that skew things in any way for you?
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