Last night, I dreamed that Prince Harry and Prince William were my cousins. Two days before the wedding we were all hanging out eating some weird lobster soup at Classics and Prince Harry looked over at me and said, “You need a husband.”
My response was, “well when you ride your little horsey up to that big church, you look around for someone and take a picture of him and send it to me.” He had an iPhone with cool photo apps.
The main thing that told me this was a dream wasn’t that I was hanging out with my cousin the Prince…but that I wasn’t pissed about not being invited to the wedding.
4 thoughts on “Pseudo Sleep”
well, that is progress.
Well, duh, because tonight you’ll dream about going to that wedding. See? You were invited all along Misti. At least that’s what your cousins would say.
That’s fantastically awesome!!
I always knew you were Royalty!! =)