Man....this is getting to be a regular occurance with me these days......I went and dreamt about our man again and it was AGAIN by the water....(I think this is the third or fourth dream by the water).   Here it is....

I was at some house high on a rocky hill overlooking the water.  It was evening time.   My 2 kids were in the dream and so was Weston, Nic's son.  (My son and Wes are 2 months apart in age.  I guess in the dream, my son and Wes were buddies).

Anyhoo....someone yelled out "I see his boat!  He's here, he's here".  I looked out of a window and saw Nic's yacht coming in to dock.  The three kids and I ran out of the house and down a long path to watch just as the yacht was being tied down. 

The kids rushed up to Nic as he got off of the boat and he was really happy to see them, hugging them, patting their heads, joking with them.  I stood off to the side and just watched him with the kids.  He then pulled gifts out from some bag he was carrying and gave each of the kids a gift.  They went running back up the hillside excitedly clutching their gifts, happy as clams. 

I was trailing behind Nic as he was slowly walking and watching the kids run up the hill.  He didn't turn around to me but he obvioulsy knew I was there because he put a hand behind his back and did that thing with his hand where ya wiggle your hand to say "come hold my hand".  

I caught up to him and grabbed his hand.  He swung me around to face him , and looked deep into my eyes and said sweetly "I brought you a present too, Bonnie".  And.....I said "Oh?" and then he said..... "I'm finally home". 

End of dream.

(Here's hoping my present was a huge strand of South Pacific black sal****er pearls......the kind a woman can wear to bed with nothing else.....LOL)

Ok!  OK!  OK!  Someone slap me!!!!   I just had to say that!!!!!  

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