Oh Man, am I tired. Well, sleepy, actually. One of the kids was sick last night, and I wouldn’t want to trade places with him or Mrs. Craver, but still. He had fallen asleep downstairs, so I carried him into bed. (He’s so polite, the thanked me for doing that.) I can’t do that too much longer, because he’s on a top bunk and I dunno, maybe they got kryptonite in that room, but carrying him is just not as easy as it used to be. I woke up a bunch of times last night… didn’t sleep well at all, and when I slept, I had creepy dreams. Freud would have a field day with all the junk that went on in my head last night. When the alarm clock sounded this morning, I thought, “No way.”
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But I got up and forged ahead. Good thing it’s casual Friday today, ‘cause I’m casual. I got my jeans and gym shoes, I got a casual, droopy unshaven face…
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Yeah, I'm keepin' it (yawn) real today.
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I feel your pain! I hope your son feels better soon...and it doesn't spread to the rest of your household!
And somehow, too, you look like a pooch here. Those must have been some dreams!
Thanks for the sympathy. I'm gonna opt keeping the droopy face today, as long as it continues to work for me, even though my productivity has not been affected.
The pooch in the pic looks a lot like my real dog, "Coco." My dog is completely deaf, and very much in need of a grooming. Unfortunately, I feel more indifference towards this dog, than any pet I have ever owned. She's not a bad dog, I just, well, can't hardly stand her. Sorry.
Yeah, we've been sick down here jsut south of you all too. Silly cold. I woke up this morning and felt like someone hit my head with a baseball bat; I check MJ's side and didn't see anything so I assumed it was the cold :). Get well soon!
You checked? Good instinct Pete...
That reminds me of a time when Mrs. Craver and I were still newlyweds (within the first five years). I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night with a feeling like I got punched hard, right in the gut. It's because she dreamt that I was cheating on her, so she... punched me in the gut! I do not believe I can be held accountable for what someone's imagination dreams of me!! I decided to respond with grace and managed to push out a little laugh, still trying to catch my breath. Well, that was a mistake, because it made her even more upset. It seems that when she confronted "me" in her dream, I laughed about it then, too.
Take care of yourself and your family. Plus, check under the bed for a bat, my friend.
Much about dreams here today. Over on Seedlings, we're all dreaming about the upcoming Dance of Joy performance. So, get your rest, do.
Last week was the week for me to feel like I had been run over with a truck. Hope everyone in the family is back to good health soon.
Oh, it's just the worst when you have a sick child. I hope he gets better soon!
Maybe the moon was funny last night. I had trouble getting to sleep (a typical occurence as I usually have too many things going around inside my head to settle down) and then had some wacky dreams too.
Hope you get rested this weekend! Have a fallow Saturday...
That (getting hit by the one I love while sleeping) totally happened to me once, Craver. It was early on and I got smacked in the face (which obviously woke me up). MJ's quite the active dreamer as well my friend :).
Yeah, my sinus pressure was so bad on Friday a.m. that when we got our usual 'daddy, I'm awake' wake up call @ 6 a.m. I was like 'O.k., I'm ready to start the day...I think'.
Colds...making you hate The Fall that much more.
My mom dreamt pretty much the same thing as Mrs. Craver, except in this dream, he was taking his sweety on a trip and asked my mom iron his boxer shorts for him - she woke up, screamed his name and when he sat up in a fright - and what man wouldn't when his wife has just screamed his name in the middle of the night - then she slapped him square across the face. To add insult to injury, she wouldn't speak to him either because she was so angry with him, so he had to go a whole day before she told him what was going on. See, I warned you, being friend with me could be dangerous to your health - I come from a pretty interesting gene pool.
Now, that is a lovely dog photo, I love it!
I can remember the struggle of trying to lift my boys in to the top bunk when they were just getting a bit too old.
I hope you are feeling fresher now!
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