It never fails.
Each year, DST impacts my physical being in a way that resembles the Incredible Hulk wrenching a door jamb off of a metal frame building, and tossing it to the side to enter . . .usually to rescue the frightened, waiting damsel inside.
Well, all I relate to is the twisted hunk of metal tossed to and fro.
The reality of morning arriving an hour earlier than expected, required, or needed ends up causing my REM sleep to escalate to wierdo proportions.
This morning was no exception.
The imagery was so vivid and so wierdo that I've pondered on it numerous times over my coffee elixer, prodding me to the land of wakefulness.
Why not try your hand at it?
See if YOU can figure it out!
Ready?
Nursing Baby
Thanksgiving Turkey
A Bottle of Merlot
A Messy House
Children Spilling Juice
Canned Goods Everywhere
and Jason Hall visiting.
See?
Wierd.
4 comments:
omg...did you just use the term "weirdo"? lol
It's just a glimpse into your future! *insert evil cackling here*
You're going to be transformed into a world of chaos as Ruben enters the world, followed quickly by twins Diego and Anna-Lucille (isn't that her name?). You'll be nursing Diego at 2 years old (that cooldelayed nursing thing I never did), while Ruben throws his juice across the table. Oh no! The cajun inlaws are inbound, set to arrive in moments, but you've burnt the THANKSGIVING turkey, and you never got around to cleaning the house since you drank the whole darn bottle of Merlot (shame on you, and NURSING TOO!?!?)
The next day... that highly anticipated day of rest finds you horribly busy, reorganizing your pantry and tossing canned goods from 1985. 1985?!? Canned goods everywhere...
In the middle of this horrendously enlightening project, Jason Hall and his new wife show up...with another bottle of Merlot.
Ain't life gonna be grand?!?
Have I ever expressed my childhood fear of the Incredibal Hulk? I was mortified when I saw your blog. I persavered though.
I hope you are feeling better.
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