My dream jehovah witness

Funny thing happened on my way to Wendy's this afternoon. I feel in love with a Jehovah's Witness.

I'm pretty sure he wasn't Jehovah's or a witness. I'm almost positive that he was just a man walking down the street in a suit, but I loved him all the same!

As I'm stopped at the stop sign, I'm trying to make eye contact with this beautiful non-Jehovah's witness. If you know me, all it takes is a little eye contact for a man to fall in love with me. (I'm kinda joking, roughly 72% serious)

I'm getting ready to yell out the window...I heart Jehovah! ...Hey you, me, Jehovah and 200,000 others in heaven, sounds like a party! Or maybe just I WANT TO HAVE YOUR BABIES. I wasn't sure where I was planning on going with this at the time. I was seriously in a trance picking out my wedding dress. I was thinking the reception will be downtown someplace.

I'm picturing my new life in long skirts going door to door handing out the word of God to unsavable souls and he is walking closer.

I look into my purse to see if my CPR card is still valid (it's not) b/c I think I might hit this man with my car and have to give him mouth to mouth. (Just b/c I wanted to slip him the tongue)!

As he gets closer I'm thinking of my next move. MAYBE..I'll ask for directions to the nearest Wendy's. And then it happens...A car behind me honks (they didn't know I was eye molesting my dream man).

I'm frazzled, I peel out (seriously almost hitting him) and gone forever is my very beautiful non-Jehovah witness.

Until next time...
Coco