French Toast

I have been battling a cold for the past week, & it is a real doozy.  I am a strong believer in the power of Ny-Quil over a fever or a cold, so at least I have been sleeping well!  One side effect that usually happens, is what I call “Ny-Quil dreams”.  I have been having some of the strangest dreams, but there is one that I think you will particularly enjoy.

 

PChad & I, & some extended family had all gone out for breakfast at a restaurant.  Everyone’s food had come, except for mine, so after 20 minutes I asked the waitress about my order.  I had ordered French toast.  A short time later, the waitress came out with my food.

 

On the plate were four huge slices of bacon.  Underneath the bacon was a poached egg.  Under the egg was one slice of baguette French toast.

Now, I was not happy.  I asked the waitress, “Where is the rest of my French toast?”

 

“Sorry, that’s all you get,” she replied.

 

“But I ordered French toast.  I want French toast!”

 

“Well, there is lots of food there, with the bacon & the egg.”

 

“But I don’t want bacon & egg, or I would have ordered bacon & eggs.  I want French Toast!”

 

I then proceeded to walk around the restaurant showing my disproportionate meal to the other wait staff asking them, “Does this seem normal to you?”

 

I was really angry in my dream.  Enough so that I actually woke up at 5 in the morning angry about French toast.  Now, I don’t know what it means, but it sure made my kids laugh when I told them about it!

Strange Dreams

Chancery has been waking up the last few nights, crying in the middle of the night.  The first night I went into her room, & it took a bit to get her awake enough to stop crying.  Once she finally figured out I was there, she said, “I don’t want to have a time-out!”

 

I assured her that she had been dreaming, & she didn’t have to have a time-out.  She just laid down & went back to sleep, easy-peasy.

 

Last night, she woke up again, & I went into her room.  She looked at me & said, “Asher dropped a book on my foot yesterday, & he hurt me!”

 

I asked her if he did that in her dream, & she replied, “No, he did that yesterday!”

 

I assured her that it probably wasn’t on purpose, & now was time to sleep.  She promptly laid down & went back to sleep again.

 

While I’m not thrilled at being woken in the middle of the night, I am glad that it’s so easy to get her back to sleep, & it’s a bit funny the things that wake her up!

Ever Had A Bad Dream?

Pchad’s on holidays for a few weeks, so we’ve been busy going here & there, doing fun summery stuff.  I’ll catch you up on our activities once we’re back to normal around here…

 

Here’s an amazing dance to tide you over!

 

HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!

Thoughts & Stuff

Asher told us at breakfast today, “When I was in my bed & I wasn’t sleeping, I was thinking of things.  And I thought, & I thought, & I thought.  And THEN I had a dream & I dreamt that I had a burning bed.”

 

I was reminded of this song

it’s an oldie but goodie!

You Know You're Tired When..........

When I look back at my high school days, I am amazed at the energy I had.  My schedule looked something like this:

5:30 -Wake up & get ready.  Leave the house by 6:00.

6:30 - 9:30 -Work at Espresso Stand, do any homework that hadn't gotten finished yet.
9:30 - 2:15 -School
2:30 - 4:00 -Track practice
4:30 -9:00 -Work at McDonald's

Then I'd go home & be in bed around 9:30.  I also worked at McDonald's on Saturdays & some Sunday afternoons/evenings.

The early mornings weren't so bad, maybe b/c once I got to the coffee shop I loaded up on caffeine. But the thing that I really remember about that time was the dreams I would have.

I dreamed about sleeping on the couch that was in the back of my History class.  I dreamed about sleeping in my car.  I dreamed about sleeping in my bed at home, and I dreamed about sleeping on the couch at my friend's house.

Maybe because I knew that I wasn't ACTUALLY getting enough sleep, I tricked myself into believing I had, since I had dreamed about having naps all the time.  I don't remember being tired at all, but I still remember those dreams quite clearly.......

Dreams

Have you ever had a dream, that you don't really want to wake up from? Once you finally give up trying to stay awake, you think about the dream, ponder it, try to figure out waht it means, but you just can't wrap your head around it. Then, after awhile, the memory of the dream starts to fade, and you can't even really remember anything about it except a few basic things like, "I was in it" "There was a dog". I had one of those dreams this morning just before I woke up. I sometimes wonder what the purpose of these dreams are. Are they meant to tell you something? Just to make you feel good? Or are they just the product of a sleeping mind?

There are so many things like that, that I just can't wrap my head around, and I just am so curious about. I definately have some questions for God after I get to heaven. (But will I need to ask God, or will I just all of a sudden know the answers?) I wonder why God made it so there are things we can't fathom, but we are so curious about them so we keep trying to figure them out anyways.