Hubby the Dreamer

My husband is quite the dreamer, I tell ya. If you were to ask him if he could pick any car in the world to own, he would tell you a Ferrari even though the price of Ferrari parts is enough to make a grown man cry. My husband dreams of such lavish gifts and that is what keeps him motivated for the future. When we first began our relationship, I seriously thought he assumed all of his wildest dreams would come true one day such as owning a Ferrari while I sported one of those nifty little soccer Mom vans, but obviously I knew even he couldn’t be that deranged because the reality of us being able to afford a Ferrari is very slim to none and I will never be sporting one of those soccer Mom vans. The idea of driving a van scares me crapless. If I am going to showboat my kids around, it will be in a big, bad SUV! Preferably one that is white, has four-wheel drive, and a sunroof. Also, if we want to get technical, I prefer a Toyota Highlander. So even though I sometimes get annoyed by my husband’s far fetched dreams, it makes me proud to know I have a husband who just isn’t afraid to dream, but one who actually can have hopes and dreams and actually chase after them. The chasing aspect of dreams is what sets one apart from the rest.