We have a two-hour delay for what amounts to a dusting of snow.
Which totally screws up my plans for the day. Well, not totally, but it's cutting into my time, and, I never did go back to sleep. Maybe this would have been okay if I would have been able to.
Had the weirdest dreams last night. Sheets of sharp glass on concrete stairs, ice in the shape of puzzle pieces, doors I wasn't allowed to go through, strange living arrangements, walking down a country road and getting tackled by some guy from B's work. My brother was in it, too, but I'm not sure what he was doing there. What's sticking in my head is the glass, ice, and the tree that was beside the road I was walking down. Odd.
Anyway.
Tonight!! Tonight!! New Supernatural!
I may be back later with a post on my thoughts. It looks super creepy. I'm so excited the boys are back.
And next week, I'm going on a "date night" with some friends to see My Bloody Valentine. I'm very excited for some adult/me time. Every time I say something to B, he rolls his eyes. Yes, the only reason we're going is because Jensen Ackles is in it. ha!
Okay, this delay is nearly done. Got stuff to do. Places to go. People to see.
Behave!
6 comments:
Crazy dream. Love those kinds!
Yay! It's here! Wish I could actually see it! Natalie will help me out there.
I'm excited about actual adult time too! In the middle of the week! I don't know what I'm going to do with myself!
M3
WV - fictlic - lickable fiction
I was kind of weirded out when I woke up this morning.
I'm so happy the boys are back! I wish you could see it too!
I know what you mean about the adult time. It's been far, far too long! It'll be a blast!
lol on the wv.
Your dream sounds like your books.
Maybe it's a signal, then, Nat. I need to get my editing done and start writing something new.
I've had similar dreams the past two nights.
In one, psychotic trash men were hunting me and my daughters. We were at home. They'd rerouted the phone lines to a cell phone. My cell was broken. We ran to the attic and somehow got onto the roof. They kept coming, so I started throwing bricks from the chimney at them and out into the street to get someone's attention.
It was weird and scary.
Geez, Smith! Maybe it's a different kind of sign. Maybe you need to write something happy and light, like unicorn babies and good fairies. (I can't even write that without thinking of how you'd twist them to be warrior unicorns and devious, demented fairies.)
He he he...that's probably exactly what would happen. LOL
V. :)
Oh and I got a wv - unchedni - warrior unicorns. LOL
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