Nonsense really
I've been having long, complicated, extremely detailed dreams lately. And then within minutes of waking I'm not even too sure that I just dreamt what I thought I dreamt.
Last night there was a portion of my dream that involved taking Connor to the barber shop to get his hair cut, but his hair was quite shaggy and brown. I was complaining to the woman cutting his hair that she hadn't cut it properly because we had to come back so soon; apparently we had got his hair cut the day before. All of a sudden the woman became this young cute guy who was having trouble making sure the buzz cut was even and he couldn't get his bangs to be the same length no matter how many times he trimmed them. I let it slide because he was cute. There was a hell of a lot more to the dream but it's a little fuzzy now. I know the haircut thing played a major role in what happened after.
On Friday I went to Taylor's basketball game; his team won by quite a bit. The other team was actually pretty bad so I don't know that it was much of a feat to beat them. The coach of the other team was horrible, he was constantly yelling at the kids, it was almost embarrassing. Taylor only got to play about five minutes total, if that. But I enjoyed watching. Later at home Connor and I spent almost an hour spinning coins on the air hockey table. We were able to keep them going for a few minutes at a time. Do you think there is an entry for "Team Coin Spinning" in The Guinness Book of World Records? If not, I think it's totally ours.
Last night there was a portion of my dream that involved taking Connor to the barber shop to get his hair cut, but his hair was quite shaggy and brown. I was complaining to the woman cutting his hair that she hadn't cut it properly because we had to come back so soon; apparently we had got his hair cut the day before. All of a sudden the woman became this young cute guy who was having trouble making sure the buzz cut was even and he couldn't get his bangs to be the same length no matter how many times he trimmed them. I let it slide because he was cute. There was a hell of a lot more to the dream but it's a little fuzzy now. I know the haircut thing played a major role in what happened after.
On Friday I went to Taylor's basketball game; his team won by quite a bit. The other team was actually pretty bad so I don't know that it was much of a feat to beat them. The coach of the other team was horrible, he was constantly yelling at the kids, it was almost embarrassing. Taylor only got to play about five minutes total, if that. But I enjoyed watching. Later at home Connor and I spent almost an hour spinning coins on the air hockey table. We were able to keep them going for a few minutes at a time. Do you think there is an entry for "Team Coin Spinning" in The Guinness Book of World Records? If not, I think it's totally ours.