Dream A Little (odd) Dream
Yesterday Tom and I were talking about dreams. You see, I rarely remember mine. The kids usually jar me awake, leaving no time to marinate in my dream juices. (Dream juices?! That doesn’t sound right! But the kids are arguing over whose towel is who’s, and I can’t think. Is that the proper use of the words who’s/whose?)
Where was I? Oh! Last night I remembered my dream!
The Dream
I’m watching Johnny Depp perform. He’s in a large room, perhaps a cafeteria, and there are many people sitting in metal folding chairs. He finishes his scene and glances over at me. I give him the thumbs up, which makes him laugh, and he returns the thumbs up to me. I made Johnny Depp laugh! Next time I’m giving him the OK sign!
Johnny has a parachute/kite contraption with fishing line hanging off of it in a big loop. I don’t see how it will support me, but I slip the loop over my head and arms. Next thing I know, I am soaring around the room above everyone’s heads. Wee! Look at me! Everyone is smiling and laughing! But then, I begin to descend. I float softly towards the floor, and begin crawling between the metal chairs. People aren’t so amused now! They look distressed as I crawl too near their tote bags and such.
Next scene, I approach a 1 room house. It has stairs and a porch. There doesn’t appear to be any doors; just a large opening leading into the room. One of Tom’s friends sees me and says he’s glad I’m here. I can help work on his floor. All around the room, people are sawing wood and hammering it into place. The wood is going every which way, but surprisingly looks good! I don’t get to help before waking up.
So…what does it mean?
Dream interpretations gladly accepted!
• Did you dream last night?
I don’t watch a whole of t.v., but one show I’m sure to tivo is Project Runway. The object of the show is to take 16 aspiring designers, and challenge them to create clothing. Weekly, a contestant is deemed not worthy, and is eloquently booted by the lovely Heidi Klum.
I know I enjoy the show, but today my daughters demonstrated just how much they love it!
First, Natalie drew a design.
Then she ripped large chunks from her plastic Barbie tablecloth to fashion a dress. She sent her model (her sister, Pearl) to the *Hair & Make-up Salon* for lipstick, blush, and a futuristic up-do.
Here Pearl poses enthusiastically with a Project Runway model.
Professional model is wearing car parts.
Two of my favorite designs on the show have been…
Drag Queen Sailor
and the dress made entirely out of Plastic Blue Cups.
Gives a whole new meaning to *cup size*.
• Do you watch Project Runway?
• What is your *Must See* show?
• Would you wear a plastic cup?
Today I went for my first mammogram. I was very nervous, but it wasn’t as bad as I had imagined.
A few things surprised me.
1) I got pasties! Why didn’t anyone tell me there’d be pasties? White ones with a little stud on the tip.
Ready for my close-up.
2) The machine didn’t squeeze that hard! I’ve known men with a firmer grip.
Ow!
3) Not only are you x-rayed head on, but also at a 42 degree angle.
I’m a pancake. I’m a fin.
4) I got a rose at the end of the procedure!
That’s more than the tomato squeezers gave me!
Have you gone for your mammogram yet?
