Now I know where New Orleans VOODOO comes from!
It's the late-night jumbalaya! I had a bowl at 9:00 last night, and then had this dream:
Me, Tony & Terri spent a week at Diane's. On the way home, we had car trouble and had to stay at a hotel. Terri and I were playing games in the hotel's arcade, when the clerk asked if I was Mrs. McGinnis. I said yes. He said, "Your husband has died. Come with me." (Amber please keep reading, it's not what you think.) He took me back to our room, walked out and closed the door. Tony wasn't there. Then a knock on the door, the door opens, and they wheel Tony in, in a glass tube. There's a little family in the corner of the room, just watching. I'm on the phone with the Navy, trying to make funeral arrangements, check life insurance, etc. Calls keep beeping in...Diane whaling, Cathy, Amber...I have to keep clicking over from them to keep from losing the Navy. The whole time there's this kid in the corner whispering to his mom, "Can I go look at him?" I finally do lose the Navy call and slam the phone down. I yank the kid up by the collar, thrust him toward the tube, and tell him to have a ball. He knocks on the tube. Tony's eyes pop open, he convulses for a moment, beats on the tube and passes back out. I smashed in the tube and try talking to him. I see blood coming from under his neck. A doctor (where'd he come from?) rolls him over, sees this big gaping hole at the base of Tony's neck and says, "Ah-Ha! He wasn't dead. That was an abcess, and he was paralyzed by it. He should be fine now." At that moment, the door comes exploding off it's hinges, Amber charges into the room screaming "What did you do to my daddy, you bitch!!?" Then the alarm went off, thank God.
But you know how I know it was all just a dream? Terri never ever said one word. hahahahaha! At last...something has finally topped my pizza & ice cream dreams!
Me, Tony & Terri spent a week at Diane's. On the way home, we had car trouble and had to stay at a hotel. Terri and I were playing games in the hotel's arcade, when the clerk asked if I was Mrs. McGinnis. I said yes. He said, "Your husband has died. Come with me." (Amber please keep reading, it's not what you think.) He took me back to our room, walked out and closed the door. Tony wasn't there. Then a knock on the door, the door opens, and they wheel Tony in, in a glass tube. There's a little family in the corner of the room, just watching. I'm on the phone with the Navy, trying to make funeral arrangements, check life insurance, etc. Calls keep beeping in...Diane whaling, Cathy, Amber...I have to keep clicking over from them to keep from losing the Navy. The whole time there's this kid in the corner whispering to his mom, "Can I go look at him?" I finally do lose the Navy call and slam the phone down. I yank the kid up by the collar, thrust him toward the tube, and tell him to have a ball. He knocks on the tube. Tony's eyes pop open, he convulses for a moment, beats on the tube and passes back out. I smashed in the tube and try talking to him. I see blood coming from under his neck. A doctor (where'd he come from?) rolls him over, sees this big gaping hole at the base of Tony's neck and says, "Ah-Ha! He wasn't dead. That was an abcess, and he was paralyzed by it. He should be fine now." At that moment, the door comes exploding off it's hinges, Amber charges into the room screaming "What did you do to my daddy, you bitch!!?" Then the alarm went off, thank God.
But you know how I know it was all just a dream? Terri never ever said one word. hahahahaha! At last...something has finally topped my pizza & ice cream dreams!