Yes, that does qualify as a bit strange…

September 4, 2010

This is an email that Connie sent me the other morning while I was at work:

 

So I had the strangest dream last night…

 

You and I were sitting outside in the backyard having a glass of wine while the kids played kickball.  Suddenly, your head fell off.  Next thing I know, we’re kicking your head around the yard like a soccer ball.  Yet you were actually fine?  Later we had dinner and your head was back on.

 

No Honey your dream isn’t strange- it’s disturbing.  But the dream itself isn’t as disturbing as the meaning that may have been assigned to it.  What does this dream really mean?  Should I be concerned?  Do  my children have similar dreams?  Is my “Gourd” the only thing being kicked around in my family’s REM state sleep?

 

I did a little research to uncover the underlying message of Connie’s dream and I now have a few ideas of just what’s bubbling up in Connie’s subconscious mind. 

 

1.  How neat, my husband’s head is void of anything of value and can sustain severe trauma without negatively impacting his intellect.

 

2.  I wouldn’t normally play kick ball, but what the Hell, we’re using Shane’s head…”batter’s up boys, roll me a heater!!!”

 

3.  As long as his body can still push a vacuum, cook dinner and lift heavy objects who cares if he’s headless?

 

4.  Tom Hanks had “Wilson” I’ve got “Shane”- hmmm, not sure who got the better deal.

 

Don’t get me wrong I know that my wife loves me- and honestly, I can’t really blame her for the obvious enjoyment she found punting my head around the backyard to the cheers of my offspring.  The only issue I have with the whole scenario is the improbability of my rolly-polly head being able to sip wine on a fine summer day- and that my friends is an injustice that I am simply unwilling to accept.

 

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