Sometimes I catch myself thinking, “GoodNIGHT! My husband is going to be so amazing! I mean, check out the girl he’s getting. He’s got to be amazing if he’s gonna get THIS. I am all kinds of awesome, so it would make sense that he would be, too. We are going to be a force of cool to be reckoned with.”
On Friday, I thought this when I turned up the volume on the radio to better hear Sarah Brightman perform Pie Jesu while I washed the dishes. This is the song, of course, Andrew Lloyd Webber wrote for his father with Brightman in mind, who at the time was his wife–but I’m sure you already knew that. Yes, I turned up the public radio station while I was washing dishes and thought, “Gosh, I’m cool. My husband is going to be amazing.”
I can’t be certain why these two specific thought-vents occurred at the same time, but they did. It happens every once in a while and I’m okay with that.
In other confessions, my next thought was, “If I die in the next five years, I know just who will be performing this at my funeral.” I suppose it’s true that my mind is always a step ahead.
Here’s Ms. Brightman, Connar Burrows, and Mr. Webber:
Naphtalia 
I catch myself thinking this, too, sometimes, and then I 1) feel guilty for pride {and the thought that says, “I’m a GOOD DEAL. Who will be the one to realize this?”}, and 2) laugh at myself. Seriously, where do these unbidden thoughts come from?!?
I hear ya!! These thoughts probably come from our good common sense! ;). (Oh, I am laughing at myself.)