Some days are trickier than others; those days when the tasks you can do (and have done) in your sleep are just slightly…off. When your autopilot is either broken or tuned to a different frequency and flight plan altogether. Distraction doesn’t even begin to cover it. You snap at the kids to finish up eating when you haven’t yet put food on their plates. You find yourself parking the car in the garage, only to wonder why you don’t seem {Read More}
We Are All So Very Tired. And Dreaming About Grout.
April 8, 2013 By 6 Comments
Last night, I was awakened at 3am by a smallish person, excitedly telling me about dreams and stories and silly things. Well, I had to take her word for it because frankly, I wasn’t finding her jive all that hilarious. But she’s usually pretty spot on with these things, so I’ll trust her that it was all very funny. Anyway, the 3 year-old didn’t wake me from the soundest sleep. At the time of her arrival in our bed, I {Read More}
The Only Thing To Fear Is A 20lb Baby.
July 21, 2011 By 4 Comments
Abandoned. Pregnancy dreams are rotten. For the past two nights, I’ve had some doozies. Now- granted- I’ve been having extraordinarily vivid dreams since I was a little kid (they used to be nightmares, but now that I’ve “grown up” and kinda had FEAR redefined…the dreams just seem harmlessly freaky in retrospect. Although the recurring one I’ve had about someone screaming at me in train tunnel- since I was four– still qualifies). But these are pretty nitro. Two nights ago, I {Read More}
Strangely, True Blood did not play into the dream AT ALL.
June 13, 2011 By 3 Comments
There was a fountain here a sec ago. Emma and Dan have left. Boo. However, we no longer have 8,000 glasses, cups, and mugs in/on the sink/ dishwasher/ countertops. (Flynn girls pride themselves on hydration.) No one is making me laugh like a loon by announcing “Hey, brotherrr” (a la Arrested Development) every time someone enters the room. But then again, no is giving me palpitations by making me wonder what train stop they’re taking home/if the alarm is properly {Read More}
Is that like Baker Street?
April 25, 2011 By 4 Comments
Last night I had a dream that I had the most amazing blog post. It was timely, well-written, and was essentially gonna make everyone understand that I had Something To Say. Unfortunately, by the time I realized I had not yet posted the thing, it was 5pm. And, as everyone knows, due to a self-imposed and completely random timetable, I need to have the blog posted by 11am. If not earlier. So I went to post the darn thing, but somehow {Read More}
