So I've had 2 zombie dreams in the last 24 hours. I don't usually remember my dreams, so that's extra weird ( Read more... )

... "I actually remembered a dream" is a more accurate statement. I tend to sleep pretty soundly, which is a big "Yay!" However, this means that unless I wake up right in the middle of a dream, I have no recall. Zip. Zilch. Nada ( Read more... )

I don't normally remember my dreams at all, but the jist of this morning's was so quirky and funny that I did... I don't remember a lot of the details, but the premise is too funny not to share ( Read more... )

All I remember is that I was in some tchotchke shoppe (because if it sells tchotchkes, it warrants the extra "p" and "e") with my mom. Not sure what we were shopping for, but I remember seeing a thing-don't know what, exactly-with a gingy on it. I dream-*squeed* and tried to figure out how to fit it on my accoutrement belt.

I did not tell arbiter_of_cool upon ( Read more... )

On my way home, I heard a very disturbing thing on an ad for Six Flags over Tejas. I hoped I was simply a bit faint from hunger, causing auditory hallucinations.

No such luck.

Apparently there is a kids' ride called - I shit you negative - The Batwing.

My ickle pea brain was immediately inundated with images of budrospadre (grinning maniacally, of course ( Read more... )

Junior was just telling me about the bizarre-ass dream he had last night. Apparently I threw him out of a plane.

I tried to explain that I was probably teaching him how to fly, but he said he felt more like a dirt torpedo. I said, "OK, maybe you're learning how to land."

Heh.

Feeling rather proud of myself on a few fronts. Ran several errands Saturday morning and got some great bargains on fall merchandise (LOVE Hobby Lobby - 80% off!) and put some summer clothes and other sundries into storage. Nothing spectacular but it felt good to get things done. Rewarded myself by watching the movie "Iris" which was fabulous. ( Read more... )