So I know that DeNae really doesn't want to hear about my dream (so run away DeNae) but I'm sure there is someone out there who does and they will interpret this and help me move on.
Here it goes:
I dreamed that Jackie Chan and I saved the world at least 5 times...
yeah--see what I mean?
But wait..there's more...
and then I built a house in the Grand Canyon and I had to keep running from one side of the house to the other to keep it balanced and then when I stopped for a minute to tuck my much younger children in bed--half of the house just washed away.
Then my son woke me up and I found myself falling back asleep to try and fix my house.
Let me also clarify that I have not seen a Jackie Chan movie in years or even thought of him and it was at least 8 years ago that we got stranded in the Grand Canyon National Park with a dead car.
Yeah--I am really starting to rethink that little, nightly Ambien pill.
So--anybody out there channeling Freud?
I will send chocolate to the reason I like the best, amen and amen.
Random note--GOT MY COMPUTER BACK--HUZZAH!!! Am off to catch up and comment...