Context: Kelly came back from Norway slightly
before Christmas, and we were hanging out. This is our exchange.
Lynn: Oh, hey Kelly, welcome back!
Kelly: Good to see you but I can’t hang out for very long.
Lynn: Oh, what are you doing?
Kelly: Scott and I are going shopping.
Lynn: What are you shopping for?
Kelly: Listen to this! Drew’s mom just called me and told me that when I come over there for Christmas, Drew is going to propose! So I am going shopping for wedding flowers.
Lynn: Oh, wow! Congratulations! When’s the wedding?
Kelly: Oh, not for like another year, and don't say anything because the proposal is supposed to be a surprise.
Lynn: Then why are you going flower shopping right now?
Kelly: Oh, Drew’s mom is going to hire a professional photographer to photograph the proposal, and she wanted me to pick out the flowers I want to have in the house, so the proposal pictures match the wedding pictures.
Kelly also informed me that the flowers were 'red, white, and blue, like the American flag'.
2 comments:
I'm glad I'm not having these dreams. Creepy. Almost as creepy as the dream I had the other night where I had hidden two murdered corpses and then lived in constant fear of being arrested. The fear was so horrible that I considered turning myself in, just to get it over with. This is why I don't watch scary movies or read twisted books. Freaking McEwan's The Innocent.
I do like red, white, and blue flowers, but not as much as I like red, white, and blue bandannas and patriotic chest tattoos.
I like dream transcriptions. I also like the idea of red white and blue wedding flowers.
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