Do you know how to perform lasik eye surgery?!
Okay. So Tuesday night I had a Dream. With a capital D. Not like Marin Luther did or anything, but it was an important one. So this is how it goes:
I was getting Lasik eye surgery. John was there. Who is John? We will find out. Anyway, the doctors try to distract me from the laser doing the surgery (I don't know how they do Lasik.) by dressing up as Power Rangers. It worked, because my vision was healed. But then, it was the 1860's. And I looked good. I was in a cute little Civil War dress. Anyway, John is there. I now find out that John was one of the doctors that performed surgery on me. Except they didn't do lasik in the 1860's. But that is a moot point here. Anyway, John and I are getting our flirt on, and he starts to climb up a hill, but he falls and lands under an F-150. Again, I know the truck wouldn't really be there at this time. But I tend his wounds and wake-up.
That day, I pass a Billboard for Dr. John somethings Lasik Eye Office. And I pass two Lasik places on the way to the Rockettes. I'm beginning to think this is more than just a dream. That night I dream about him AGAIN! except this time it's present day, we're in a medow, and it's raining. So hot. John slips and hits his head. Again, I tend to the wounds.
But wait, there's more. At Greenfield Village tonight, there was a Civil War reenactment. On the way out, we have to climb up a large hill. And a named John almost fell.
So. Many. Signs.
So I've decided I will meet my future husband when he slips and hits his head, I help him up, learn his name is John, and that he's a Lasik eye surgeon. And has a secret love of the Civil War and Power Rangers. Maybe. That parts not necessary.
But if any of you know a guy like this, I'm destined to meet him.
<3
ciao
Jay Riggs.
P.s. I may have spelled Lasik wrong. A lot. Sorry if I did.
I was getting Lasik eye surgery. John was there. Who is John? We will find out. Anyway, the doctors try to distract me from the laser doing the surgery (I don't know how they do Lasik.) by dressing up as Power Rangers. It worked, because my vision was healed. But then, it was the 1860's. And I looked good. I was in a cute little Civil War dress. Anyway, John is there. I now find out that John was one of the doctors that performed surgery on me. Except they didn't do lasik in the 1860's. But that is a moot point here. Anyway, John and I are getting our flirt on, and he starts to climb up a hill, but he falls and lands under an F-150. Again, I know the truck wouldn't really be there at this time. But I tend his wounds and wake-up.
That day, I pass a Billboard for Dr. John somethings Lasik Eye Office. And I pass two Lasik places on the way to the Rockettes. I'm beginning to think this is more than just a dream. That night I dream about him AGAIN! except this time it's present day, we're in a medow, and it's raining. So hot. John slips and hits his head. Again, I tend to the wounds.
But wait, there's more. At Greenfield Village tonight, there was a Civil War reenactment. On the way out, we have to climb up a large hill. And a named John almost fell.
So. Many. Signs.
So I've decided I will meet my future husband when he slips and hits his head, I help him up, learn his name is John, and that he's a Lasik eye surgeon. And has a secret love of the Civil War and Power Rangers. Maybe. That parts not necessary.
But if any of you know a guy like this, I'm destined to meet him.
<3
ciao
Jay Riggs.
P.s. I may have spelled Lasik wrong. A lot. Sorry if I did.