Normally, I don't talk about my dreams. I think dreams are boring to everyone except the person who had the dream. However, I'm making an exception tonight and telling everyone about the dream I had last night. One, because the dream was about a medblogger, and two, because it is just damn freaky. Maybe it would make more sense if I had spent the night reading medblogs, but all I did last night was watch Leave it to Beaver.
Here's the dream:
I am a boarder in this beautiful house. The house is bright and sunny. My room is gorgeous, filled with fresh flowers. Everything is white. I wake up and smell cigar smoke. I go across the hall, and TBTAM is sitting in a rocking chair smoking a cigar.
Then I wake up. Freaky, huh?
Friday, April 06, 2012
I just realized that I blog like I go to church -- only on major holidays. But the best part of having my blog is posting the bunny cartoon every Easter. These bunnies never fail to make me smile.
I have to start blogging more. I don't even recognize Blogger anymore. I'm just going to type, push "Publish" and hope for the best.