21.11.08

I was very grateful

I’m doing Sunday Scribblings again this week I’ve got to write about the word Grateful.

I won an award once. I did – really! And I was soooooo grateful because I didn’t really deserve it. It was a runner up award. Not even that really, because I came last! I always call it my constipation award because it makes people laugh! It was actually a consolation award.

I was so grateful that when I went to bed that night I had a dream about it. I dreamt I was in a big restaurant. I was wearing a tight sexy red dress and a pair of sparkly sneakers with high heels! There were lots of people there going jaw-jaw-jaw about things I didn’t understand, but as there was lots of chardonnay I was very happy.

Then suddenly some bright lights shone on me. Everyone was staring and although I could see them clapping I couldn’t hear them. I realised I was listening to my iPod, so I took the ear things out and suddenly I could hear cheering. (Just a reminder, in case you’ve forgotten it was a dream) And then a voice called out ‘and the award goes to Rosemary Pinkerton’. It was great! I looked around and there was a lady beckoning me to go up onto a stage. I went up, and she presented me with a teapot made of chocolate. She said I had to make a speech.

Well, I seem to remember thanking my mum and dad for having me, my friends for being friends with me and all sorts of things like that. Then suddenly lots of tiny fairies appeared above everyone and scattered glitter everywhere. Everyone started hugging each other. It was lovely.

And then we all walked outside. The moon was smiling, and in the morning the sun was beaming.That’s when I woke up.

So that is my story about being grateful. Was it all right?

15 comments:

Marja said...

That was a delightful dream. I never got an award either nor a prize. Might have to dream about it too

"Sunshine" said...

My dreams are never that pleasant. Maybe I watch too many action movies or read too much Faulkner. Anyway, I don't blame you for being grateful for such a nice dream. Side note: I'd love to have a teapot made of chocolate!

Whitesnake said...

Hmmm, yep it was ok!

Rinkly Rimes said...

Unfortunately I rarely dream (or remember them) so I enjoyed your first-hand account.

paisley said...

a tight sexy red dress and a pair of sparkly sneakers with high heels!

and fairy glitter??? how could one miss!!!!!!

delightful!!

linda may said...

What a happy and innocent mind you have to have a dream like this.

Linda Jacobs said...

A delightful post! I love your easy-going style of writing.

BJ Roan said...

Yes, you've taken a prompt and made it a fun read. I too love the idea of a chocolate teapot. And I love the image in my head of red tennis shoes with high heels. Funky!

Granny Smith said...

Next time I win an award (if ever) I hope it is a chocolate teapot. Say hello to Keith for me.

tumblewords said...

A delightful dream - grateful for sure!

Lucy said...

it was MORE than an alright story Rosie!
It was whimsically magical. I now finally have something I wish Santa would leave under my tree this year. A CHOCOLATE tea pot! So imaginative!
Happy Thanksgiving to you and Please wish our friend Keith the same for me! xo

Doe said...

" There were lots of people there going jaw-jaw-jaw about things I didn’t understand, but as there was lots of chardonnay I was very happy."

this is exactly how i see parties i don't particularly relate to...
i liked your relaxed style
as well as your metaphors

Alisa said...

Any dream with chocolate and fairies is bound to make you grateful. Great job!

Patois said...

Trophies should always be made of chocolate. Good British chocolate, of course.

*~sis~* said...

a chocolate teapot and fairy glitter...fantastic :)