Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Sharon Came to Visit Me

I don't like horror movies.  The night before last, just as I was falling off to sleep there was a commercial on TV for a new horror movie that's coming out.  I told GP (my new name for hubby - gary phillip or great prince - either/or) "Turn it off!"  But it was too late, it was already in my head.  Early in the morning hours I was having a nightmare...  one of those ones where you're screaming in your sleep and someone shakes you and says, "Wake up!"  Yep.  I was living in a horror movie inside my dream.  I won't go into the details,  because It was scary.  I hate it when a perfectly good TV station will suddenly have a horror movie clip on.  Not cool.

Now last night, I had good dreams. I do love to dream and I seldom have bad dreams.  Last night I was dreaming that I lived in my home place where I grew up and I had a surprise visitor.  All the way from Tennessee??  (I think that's where you live, Sharon)  Yep.  Sharon came to visit me - and she had DH with her and some other family members.  It was around Christmas time and I had just opened a card from her and was getting ready to display it when she showed up.  I was so surprised and happy.  She was talking about stopping somewhere on the way and getting a sponge mop to do her floors at home???  I know.  Who said dreams made any sense??  I think I had her floor on my mind. ha-ha.  It seemed so real.
  Crazy dream, huh?

After June 1 I'll have a lot to tell you about what's going on at this time in my life.  But, lips are sealed for now.

Dear Diary,

This is what I hear first thing in the morning.  "5:30 GRACIE?  5:30?  WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?"

Hey.  Who said I had a problem?  I just like to get up early.  After I go out to pee, mom puts cookies out for me.  I won't lie - I got hungry.  

Then I have to hear the old...  "Now, look at you going back to sleep?  You wake me up, then you go back to sleep!  Gracie, you're ridiculous!" 

Ask me if I care.  Gracie.