Wow. I found my blog! Cool.
Spring has sprung here in Texas and Evil Twin and I are suffering from spring fever. This fever must have affected my sleep patterns as my dreams have been incredibly strange lately.
One night I was having the typical "fear of failure" dream where I signed up for college courses, somehow forget to attend them, and it's time for the finals. Ugh. While I'm having this dream, I'm telling myself that I have this dream a lot. Within this dream, I've lost my car in the parking garage. I approach the stairs to go down to the parking area and when I emerge, I'm in a youth rally. I repeat this process over and over again, visiting non-functional toilets along the way.
I finally got up and took care of some business in the loo and at least that non-functional toilet dream went away. I don't know what to think about the other dream (s). WAS it spring fever? Or was it the wine? Or was it the wine and the banana nut bread?
Ugh. Never again. Not a good mix (nuts).
Later in the week I noticed the conflict between my running shoes had escalated. Sheesh. You can't let them rest anywhere near each other without them fussing over who has the best heel or laces or shine or....
Big-Heel-Silver-Blue sticks out his tongue,
mocking Shiny-Lower-Heel's attempts at punching.
HOLY KEEP YOUR LACES ON! I wish they would get over themselves.
With all this craziness, I think I've
lost my nutmeats gone nuts. I received this photo in an email:
Yep. That explains the lapses in thought and coordination I've been having. I havn't gone "nuts". I am nuts and I'm a light snack.
Or maybe it's just that my birthday is Wednesday.
I've decided that I'll be 35 instead of quite a few years older than that. You can do that, right?
Photo credits: Shoe fight: Reffie, Zombie Nuts: Bent Objects