One day, Chesapeake Bay Woman (CBW) and I were hanging out on a floating dock.
(no, I don't know why and I'm not sure how we got on it or what specific body of water we were floating on, but I'm certain it was somewhere in the Deltaville/Mathews area)
We were wearing some of our favorite accessories and holding hands.
(for those who are unsure, CBW is the blonde in the crab hat)
Suddenly, Danger appeared!
Hundreds of Mean Bloodthirsty Sharks surrounded our floating dock.
How would we ever make it to shore?!
As we were trying to determine how to escape to safety, several crab pots floated to the surface (yes, I know crab pots don't float but apparently my subconscious doesn't know that).
The crab pots were full of Mean Angry Crabs trying to pinch us.
We were worried.
Then we had an idea!
We could leap from crab pot to crab pot and get to the shore.
(please note: we are pointing our index fingers in an "ah-ha" sort of way NOT flipping people off. On second thought, I guess it depends on who is reading this.)
So we did.
(Does anyone else think CBW's crab hat looks like a helmet here? Does anyone else become overcome by laughter at the thought of a crab hat helmet?)
It was around this time during the night that the Brat Child came into my room and woke me up subsequently ending my dream- before I knew the ending.
Did we get eaten by the sharks? Did we make it to shore?
I'm saying that we did make it back to shore and drank a lot of wine once we got there.
I wonder what my next odd dream will be about.....
And yes, it's true- Not all my puppies is barkin'
*No crabs, sharks or killer geese were harmed in the making of this blogpost.