Your TMI for the day

When I wear disposable contact lenses I sometimes forget that I have them in. I always remember to take them out at night but last night I forgot. Then I dreamt that my upper right front tooth was rotting and falling out. I think there must be a connection, don't you?

Jane Fonda

She starred in my dream last night as Hope's kindergarten teacher whom I never bothered to introduce myself to until the end of the school year at Carnival Night. By the way, the PTO had gone all out last night and had installed a chairlift ride outside the school building. That part of the dream was fun. The chastising treatment I got all night from Ms. Fonda for not participating in my child's education was not.

I will try to shake those bad vibes with a run this morning with Peggy...OUTSIDE! Whoo Hoo! It's warm and sunny today!

Way to start a Monday

I like Gnarls Barkley music but maybe my subconscious does not. In a highly vivid dream last night (this morning?) I had the poor guy in a head lock under one arm while the other arm (mine, I'm horrified to admit) bashed his head in repeatedly. Sometimes there was a knife. There was a lot of blood. It was a full-blown horror movie scene. I am very glad to be awake.

It reminded me of a friend from graduate school -- a very mild-mannered friend -- who was getting her doctorate. She came to school one morning, exhausted, and explained that she was up all night in her dreams being chased and shot at by someone with a gun.