Just a Dream

 So I ran into a couple of the dreaded ex’s friends last night. One I've always had a bit of a crush on. I mean he’s just so damn CUTE! Of course he’s married and has a kid, but still one can dream…And dream about him I did!

The first time I met him I thought, “why oh why didn't I meet him first”. Either way it wouldn't of matter, he’s had the same girlfriend (now wife) forever and she’s cool as shit, but I didn't know that at the time.

Per usual he looked good last night. Even after a sports event, he was all sweaty and rough lookin. Maybe this is why I had this dream…I mean there is something hott about sweaty guys, right? As you do, I dreamt about him. I won’t go into too much detail but it was quite pleasant and vivid. I’m not talking wet dreams or anything like that, ok.

I was asking all the wrong questions and getting all the right answers. Yep, this definitely was a dream! Because only in a dream do you get everything you want out of a guy. Lately I've been waking up super early and having a hard time falling aback to sleep, but this morning I woke up right on time and for that I thank you. 

Atlanta DREAM

The Atlanta Dream team came and visited us at work today. I don’t know what it is about mascots, but they make me nervous. I love them (Example: SPIKE) but they make me nervous. First the Hawk gestures to shake my hand and then pulls his hand away from me. As if he’s so hilarial, that’s shit my dad pulls on people and he's OLD. After he finishes laughing at me, he comes in for another and, I’m such a sucker, he does it AGAIN! Just the same, I fall for that every time with my Daddio. Ok enough is enough Mr. Hawk; we get it you’re so funny…finally he poses for a picture with me.

A co-worker and myself want to get our picture taken with the team so we head to the line. Just my luck, Mr. Hawk is there! I try to get out my phone to take a picture of him with my co-worker and my clumsy ass, for some reason, can’t get a grip on my phone and I spill my lemonade all over myself and in my hair. Let me tell you something, I worked to damn hard on my hair this morning to get sticky lemonade in it (now it’s up and it’s staying up). I was so embarrassed and everyone laughed while Mr. Hawk grabbed my lemonade. Too late Mr. Hawk it’s already all over me, but thanks. FAIL!

It was a fun day however. Nothing beats a FREE lunch and getting away from your desk for an hour. And even with all my nervousness the pictures came out pretty good.