A place where I (the nitwit) keep track of the various oddments of my mundane but happy little life.
Friday, December 21, 2012
The other night I dreamed that I was holding baby Gladiola when suddenly I realized that I was hugely pregnant. Of course the none of it was mathematically or biologically possible, but that didn't stop me from having several moments of panic before I realized it was actually a dream. Do you think perhaps my subconscious is trying to tell me that I have my hands completely full at the moment?