Dreams

You will find that today's blog post is a bit short, but not lacking in the entertainment. I should give you a brief background on this post. I LOVE Harry Potter! I love reading the books and I love the movies. I am pretty pumped to see Deathly Hallows part two. I can't wait actually. Noah on the other hand...well, he has chosen to accept Harry Potter, but only because his wife loves it so much. When we first started dating, I tried to get a feel on where Noah stood with Harry Potter. It was my dream to have a spouse that appreciated Harry as much as I did. One evening,  I finally asked him the big question, "What is your favorite Harry Potter book and do you think you are more like Harry or Ron?" His response was, "Harry Pooper?" and was far from the proclamation of admiration that I was hoping for, but I let it slide. I wasn't going to let a division on Harry Potter influence how I really felt about him. I did come close to breaking up with him a few times when he would make a gross comment on only one of the greatest stories every written, but here we are today and...well....he can learn to love Harry Potter, right?

Anyway, I wake up this morning and find Noah in the kitchen making our usual morning cup of coffee.
Noah turns to me and says,

"I have something to tell you, but I don't know if I should admit it or not. You will never let me live it down."

At hearing this statement, I immediately get excited!! What juicy bit of information does Noah possibly have that I will be able to use against him in the future? The anticipation was killing me.

Noah replies with a big smile, "I had a dream about Harry Potter last night."

That response quite possible made my day. To that I started, in my most goofy manner, to tease him a bit and whip out my imaginary wand and force him to have magical dual with me. Unfortunately, he wasn't having it. His next comment however was priceless.

"I didn't really dream ABOUT Harry Potter. I WAS Harry Potter... fighting off evil."

At that, we were laughing hysterically in the kitchen. Noah tried to cover it up his embarrassment with, "I think it's because I've had to wear my glasses the last few days."

I do believe my husband is a closet Harry Potter fan!!!