Camper was watching Blue’s Clues (one of his favs) but then Grammy Lee grabbed him and brought him into the other room. So now I’m watching it alone. Cool, huh? So, the reason for this early morning update is to chronicle my hideous, horrible dream from last night/this morning.
I was engaged to that Duggar kid. The oldest one.
Let me back up. In my dream, I knew John, I was wearing my wedding rings, and I was trying to text him. This makes me think that my engagement to the oldest Duggar was either a secret plot or some serious brain burp. So the oldest Duggar gets down on one knee and proposes, to which I say, “Yes” even though I was thinking, “Um…no?” He gave me my ring, some weird diamond encrusted version of a daffodil? Yes people. I say “Thanks” and begin to fake-cry out of joy. Yes, I remember fake crying. So then we are in a huge bus with his whole family and I start to send John a text message saying, “He asked me to marry him!” and the oldest Duggar says, “Now that we’re engaged to be married, I don’t think you should be text messaging. Let me see your phone.” Jaw DROP. I was all, “Um, no?” But he took it and looked at it while his mother started explaining something to me about a man’s role in the family and understanding her son and God. I wasn’t listening because I was still mouth hanging open surprised that he had invaded my privacy that much. Fast forward to me accidently calling the oldest Duggar Camper’s name, and getting a vague memory that someone was out there waiting for me. (I think this indicates that I had a case of amnesia, quite possibly a similar situation to this lady here.) So yes. Then I remember trying on lots of different outfits trying to find something that fit (which for some reason included white tights with little presents on them, little girl style) and that would keep me warm while talking to John outside about the situation.
Fast forward AGAIN to me, on a mission (as in religious mission, for my church), still married to John and engaged to the Duggar kid- and I get a phonecall from my mission Pres. He tells me, “Let’s talk about your boyfriend.” Now, let me explain. Boyfriends are not allowed on a mission. Not to mention that I’m married, engaged to someone else, and now I have a boyfriend on top of it? And my mission president seems supportive?
I woke up with a headache people. Now it’s time for a shower.
Tags: Dreams
Erin, in our wierd psyhic way I think we are still intact. I has a dream that me you your Mom were building a house made from wood in her backyard, it was Your house. HAHA And we all had our handy-dandy tool belts, and Camper was there,and Mom was saying, well I do not think we should let him use that saw!!! Now I had taken percocet so I have an excuse, but hey girl I am not sure what you had in your head. The Duggars???? wow, not good, not good at all. I just cannot get that pic into my head. Hey we did discuss them on our trip, remember? Love you MRS….?????? lol