Katherine Heigl and Peanut Butter

I had a dream last night.

It was me, Katherine Heigl, my sister, and a really good friend (this friend was nameless, and faceless but in my dream a very close friend).

Weird.

Why in the world would Katherine Heigl be in one of my dreams?  I don't even particularly care for her movies, and I didn't see one last night.

Hmmmm

Anyway, in the dream we were on a train going somewhere.  My sister and Katherine knew where we were going.

We were going to cross off #4 on "the list". 

So after we got to where we were going we took a van to go back.

By the way, I have no idea where we went or what we saw.

We all pile into the van with the driver and started to drive down the train tracks.

I'm like "what if a train comes?!" and the driver says don't worry trains can't travel on these tracks because of the boulders.

And sure enough there were boulders in the tunnel, because of course we were suddenly in a tunnel.

But the tunnel was as bright as day.  And it had boulders everywhere, and the tracks were like straight up.

To the point that I was leaning back and completely perpendicular to the ground.   And when I looked over one of the boulders had crushed some boots and had bugs under it.

Weird.

So we get out of the tunnel and we're magically sitting around, I think in a boat, and Katherine Heigl says, "there I've marked four things off my list, see?". 

She hands me her camera and it has peanut butter on it.  She's using peanut butter to mark things off her list.

I'm like, "I can't see the list for the peanut butter.  What did we just look at?  What was #4 on the list?".  And "Can I wipe this peanut butter off?".

In my dream I start wiping the peanut butter off and then I wake up.

WTF - where did that come from?!

Oh I forgot to tell you...

I had a dream this morning.

I belonged to a gang; yes me, in a gang.

My gang colors were yellow - we wore yellow hoodies. 

O.K. if you know me, you know that I can't stand to wear the color yellow.  It makes me look like I have jaundice.

And there was another person in this yellow gang that I could see, just one.

There were others milling around in the background - but like in most of my dreams they were there, but not there, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, there was another gang (isn't there always?).

They wore powder blue hoodies and they wanted me to join them.

And boy did I want to join them, because really, powder blue versus yellow? 

There is no contest.

But I had to be careful because if the yellow gang found out I was leaving I would be in trouble.

Gang trouble.

But I left!!!!

And I got my powder blue hoodie - which looked really good on me!

The yellow gang member that was standing next to me (the person was faceless and genderless in my dream) tried to stop me.

They had a hold of my arm and was pulling on my yellow hoodie.

But the powder blue gang was pulling on my other arm and they won the pull off!

At the end of my dream I was wearing the blue hoodie, the yellow gang didn't win!

Can I get a Whoop!  Whoop!

It's great being me!

So wanted, so loved...he he he!

Mornings

I get up in the morning, get ready, and get in the car to drive to work.  During the drive I always think of something to blog about.

Something cool.

Something funny.

Then I forget what it was when I get to work.

Same thing happens on the way home.

It's like my brain engages when I'm driving then shuts down when I get to work or get home.

Oh well...

I did have a weird dream this morning.

I dreamed that I was so fat no one could pick me up when I passed out - they had to drag me by the arm.

Through the party house.

What the hell is up with that?!

I mean I know why I dreamed I was as big as a house, because I'm, well, as big as a house.

But the party and people dragging me?!

I did watch Numbers before going to bed maybe that's why I was being dragged?!

So anyway that's all I got today.

Ciao Ciao

Thar She Blows!

There is a pretty good sandstorm blowing outside right now.

I can honestly say this - when I move back to America (please Lord let that be soon) I will NOT miss the sandstorms.

I'm not sure there will be much I do miss - but I KNOW I will not miss the sandstorms.

The tiny grit of sand that is ever present in the air makes it impossible for me to wear my contacts for more than two days. 

My poor dog even has issues with the sand - her eyes water and she sneezes a lot.

And as I'm apparently allergic to the sand, hot air, and sun (it gives me a rash) the sand makes that worse too.

Well the sand and the 100+ degree weather (Fahrenheit).  The high temp today is suppose to be 101 - but it's already 101 and it's only 9:17am.

So needless to say my eyes and my rash are out of control.

Well maybe not out of control - but it is worse.

bleh (I love this word it just looks so cute).

On another note - I had the weirdest dream this morning...

I was standing in the door way of a room, but mostly in the hall.

With my back to the hall facing the wall at the end of it (not sure if that's clear to everyone or not).

And I would shout a word out periodically.

Just one word.

Twitter.

Think someone is trying to tell me to start Twittering?

Don't think I can because I have absolutely no idea how to use it or why one would want to use it.

Anyway that was my dream.

TWITTER!

Sleep

I've been having weird dreams again.

I can't remember them...I only remember waking up and thinking, "Wow, that was weird.  I need to remember that".

And of course I don't remember it, I just go back to sleep.

Maybe I should keep a notebook by the bed - but I don't think I'd write in it because I literally turn over and go right back to sleep.

I just know that the ones I do remember are strange and apparently I think the ones I don't remember are strange too.  I just can't remember why.

Anyhooo...

I just want to say it's suppose to be about 90F today (it's 80 right now) - and I'm still a bit chilly here in the office, with the AC off.

I don't want to wear long sleeves when I leave the house - but I always regret it when I don't. 

But I do have my shawl. 

And I'm rambling.

So I guess I'll work now...

Warm and Fuzzy

When I woke up this morning it was like a dream.  A loud obnoxious dream.

The phone was ringing - my sweet husband with my wake up call.

And the alarm was beeping.  Beep, beep, beep - Argh!  They should make an alarm that rubs your back and shakes you gently until you wake up.

And I thought I was dreaming it all.  Which I was (dreaming) but not about the noise.  No I was dreaming something about my legs disintegrating.  Weird, very weird.

But after I smacked off the alarm (with my eyes shut of course) and answered the phone I had a nice chat with my husband.

Who is in the land of milk and honey, eating at my favorite places (Goode Company) and shopping in my favorite mall (Galleria). 

And while we were chatting I was rubbing the dog's belly, wallowing in my sheets. 

Enjoying my bed.

Man I love my bed.

Weird Dreams

I had a very weird dream this morning.

I dreamed that I was uploading old photos that I had digitized - which makes sense because that's what I was doing before I went to bed.

But I was anxious to have them upload because "someone" was going to catch me. 

Then I was pulling one of those Rubbermaid storage boxes on wheels and it was filled with guns.

How weird is that?!

I think I was trying to get away from the "someone" who was going to "get me" if I didn't upload the photos fast enough.

I guess I was going to shoot them with one of my many guns if they caught me?

I woke up feeling like I needed to do something RIGHT NOW so I didn't get caught.

Can I tell you how glad I was it was a dream?