The shower of my dreams.

I woke up early this morning to the soothing sound of rain in the back yard. I snuggled back into my pillow and dreamed the following:

I’m showering in a HUGE glassed-in shower. We’re talkin’ 8 x 10. So I’m showering, I’m washing, and Graham walks by with some dude from high school and the dude’s wife, who totally leans up to the glass of the shower to peer in at me, and Graham says as he walks by, “This is my wife…nothing professional about her…”

And I say, “AS YOU CAN SEE!” pointing to my upper “chestal” area.

Get it?! Not Professional? As in, I have no breasts!?

If only I could be that witty while I’m awake.