So, married life is upon us.
We did not go anywhere for a honeymoon; we just wanted to be at home.
Sunday was still a lot of wrapping up, goodbyes, and getting people to the airport. Monday I woke up earlier than Chris and puttered around.
I went to wake him up later.
I crawled in bed next to him and he blinked at me. “Did you have any dreams?”
“No, I slept really well.”
“I had some dreams.”
“You did? Tell me”
“I dreamed that some hussy was all over me..”
“Yes, but I was flashing my ring at her to show I was married and she should stay away.”
“I don’t think that in real life a hussy would pay attention to your marital status.”
“Well, it was a dream. And then I had another dream with you in it.”
“Yeah, there was a man trying to put his hands all over you. I rushed in to protect you and beat him up. ‘Leave my wife alone!’ I said.”
“You were defending me? wow.”