You're Dead to Me

Do you ever have sexy dreams? I have very vivid, interesting dreams, and every once in a while they are steamy. *Tsssssss!!* Like JLo and Shakira’s Super Bowl performance-level steamy. Fun and exciting but nothing obscene.

I usually wake up after these dreams feeling kind of warm and fuzzy. But sometimes I wake up from a racy dream feeling disturbed and confused, which is how I felt after I dreamed about Ricky Ricardo. I KNOW! Un-esplainable, right??

My Bedtime Babaloo and I we were deeply in love. He was attentive and affectionate. “Hey, Lisa! I’m home!”

I’ve always had a “thing” for Latin men, but Ricky Ricardo?? The idea rattled me so much that I called on a dear friend to help me get a grip. “He was kissing me and I liked it! Aack!” I was distressed. But Christina just laughed in the most perfect way. It wasn’t nervous or uncomfortable as if to say, “Mmm-kay, you weirdo…..”

Nor was it over-the-top as if to say: “OMG, YOU WEIRDO!!!”

It was more like a laugh that said: “It’s OK. I love you, Weirdo.”

AND THEN, like the best kind of empathetic friend, she doubled-down and told me about HER sexy dream about Dwayne Johnson! Many of you won’t think that’s unusual, but this got her all flummoxed, because “The Rock” is not at all her “type.”

In the end, we decided that we were unnerved simply from surprise that these men made appearances in our innermost imaginations. They snuck up on us while we were sleeping! We definitely would have been even more shook if we dreamed about making out with……I dunno……Will Ferrell.

Recently, Christina’s dream lover was interviewed by Oprah for a Super Soul Conversation. His dad recently passed away, and DTRJ talked about the complicated relationship he had with his father. He spoke of the “new relationship” he has now with his dad in spirit, a clean slate without regrets, pain, or anger.

I really love that idea of a clean slate relationship, but I think I would rather not wait until I die. Another friend and I were talking about people in our church who passed away in 2019. Friends and family speak fondly and proudly of their accomplishments and their life stories. I marveled at all the charming anecdotes I’d never heard. Why do people wait until loved ones pass away before sharing stories about them?

Then I wondered aloud, “What will people say about me when I die?” My sweet, dear friend got all excited. She said, “OH! I will have a LOT of things to say about Lisa Fu! Tell Albert to call me when it’s time to deliver your eulogy!”

Aw, shucks!! That is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me!

Another super nice compliment I got recently was from a lady I see often but hardly know. She told me, “I love seeing you at the gym, because you’re always smiling, and it reminds me that I’m supposed to be having fun.”

(This was not the clown. This was also not the woman with death-by-metal-straw anxiety.)

ALL. THE. FEELS!! I had a positive effect on someone just by doing nothing in particular. AND she took the time to let me know. IT’S A SPIRAL OF DELIGHT!!

I’m making a commitment to treat everyone like they’re dead, no longer holding back on compliments or uplifting stories. 

And if I have no compliments or uplifting stories for the buttheads who make me blood-red mad? Well, I am five hundred and fifty percent sure none of them are reading this, so it doesn't matter at all. 'Cuz they're also dead to me! Fair's fair.

Leave a comment and I will submit my portion of your eulogy!

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