I just spent the majority of the last 24 hours in bed with a migraine. It sucks but is a fact of life for me. Right now, I feel fine but weak. Knock wood, this one is gone.
I had one crazy dream while I was asleep. I am a vivid dreamer. Sometimes I dream these really complex story lines. I wake up and think, “Wow, if I could just write that down, I would make a million dollars from being an author.” Sometimes, I compose music in my dreams. It is always really beautiful to me. For the first 10 minutes or so after I wake up, I can usually remember it, but then it is gone. The 99% of my brain that I am not using is f’ing brilliant, people. The 1% that I am using–meh. So-so.
This afternoon, I dreamed that Matt and I went to this party. It was what I would describe as “New Age-y”, if I ever got invited to a New Age party. The hostess broke us up into teams and we played word games and such. It was not a mix-n-mingle party.
The hostess, in my dream, had 5 pet squirrels. When we finally broke for snacks, the 5 squirrels attacked me. I learned (via my dream) that I can not protect my face from 5 squirrels. Four squirrels, yes; but I am overwhelmed by five.
I never had an unhealthy dislike (or fear, it would seem) of squirrels until I met Matt. He detests squirrels. Hates them. Tries to run over them with his car and laughs with glee when he is successful. He deemed our wedding day a “lucky day” because they hit a squirrel on their way to the church.
I sent him this picture once that I found on the internets and it may be his favorite:
Now, my subconscious is paying me back by sending me dreams of squirrels attacking my face. *sigh* It’s true–no snarky deed goes unpunished.
On a different note, I’ve been working on our Christmas card for this year. I showed it to Matt tonight for his thoughts and we changed a few things around. I dumped it into the cart for checkout and then had a reality check when I saw the final bill.
I love my friends and family, but I really don’t need to spend that much money so that you can get a Christmas card from me with our picture on it. Do I? I don’t think so…so, you’ll be getting regular, non-photo-ID Christmas cards from me. Maybe with a picture of Jesus on them, instead.
Here’s a screen shot of what the card would have looked like so you don’t feel like it’s a total bag of coal Christmas.
I hate the little furry tailed rats too. I would consider that a full fledged nightmare. Love the almost Christmas card.
I love it!