Almost every night this week I’ve had the same recurring dream that she’s packed up her stuff and left to go live with the man that is best known from his roles in “Mad about You” as the funny husband or as the corporate guy in “Aliens” or, if you’ve a really good memory – some stand-up comedy in the 80′s… That guy is Paul Reiser.
Every night the dream ends with me pressing the business end of a restaurant sized pepper grinder into his face while calmly explaining to the redhead that she should come home. The kicker is that while he’s the one sniveling and wining (and interestingly enough, not sneezing) she and I are perfectly calm. It’s not until I wake up suddenly that my chest gets insanely tight and I look to see if my wife is still around – yeah, it’s so real I actually check.
Now I don’t know exactly what this is supposed to mean – and trust me, I’ve tried looking it up. I’m not the jealous type – we trust each other implicitly. I don’t have any fears of abandonment or any obsession with pepper, pepper grinders or any other kind of condiments. And while I typically dream most vividly when I’m happy with things in my day to day life or when my workouts change drastically – they’re never like this. (seriously – sometimes I can still feel that pepper grinder in my hand when I wake up.)
I’ve been asking my wife if she secretly has the hots for any ex-comedian, half-funny writer types that are approaching middle age… but she just stares at me like I’m stupid.
Any dream experts out there care to take a shot?
