Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Not Your Usual Visions of Sugar Plums

Doesn't Ebenezer Scrooge blame his nightly visions on bits of undigested beef? Not to say my pot roast was indigestible, but I have had crazy dreams the last couple of nights. Sunday night's dreams consisted of an abandoned apartment building, a big cat at large, plastic surgery (or magic?), and unsolved mysteries. Last night's was comprised of a blind date, pink diamonds, sorority girls, and a disconnected telephone number. No Ghost of Christmas Past, no Brad Pitt sightings, but definitely interesting.

1 comment:

The Willeyes said...

You and Emma should get together...you both have crazy dreams...and you can remember them:)